Shy//JOSHLER

Age 18

It was prom night and just like Josh had expected he was sitting on the side were a bunch of chairs were laid out. Josh and Jenna were on the dance floor laughing and awkwardly dancing extremely close to each other. Josh wanted to go home but he knew Tyler would be disappointed if he did so he stayed, for Tyler.

Josh sat up to go get more punch, for some reason the punch was making his throat hurt a little and his eyes sting but he had no idea why. He just kept drinking it because it was helping him forget his worries a little. He had never drunk juice that made him feel like that before. He would have to ask someone what the recipe was.

He looked over to the dance floor and his eyes landed on Tyler, of course. Tyler noticed Josh looking and detached himself from Jenna and walked over to where Josh was. Jenna being Jenna had already made friends with some girls. Josh had been going to this school for four years and had made one friend and Jenna comes for one night and had already made a bunch of friends. Josh closed his eyes, he was such a piece of crap.

"Josh, come on, come dance!" Tyler tried to grab Josh's arm but he wouldn't budge. All of a sudden Josh had this feeling come up from inside of him, he felt brave, invincible, like he could conquer the world.

"No, there's no point. I don't even want to be here, I don't want to watch you Jenna dance and have fun while I'm third wheeling. You're such a dumb a**, I like you like a lot, like more than friends, and I would do anything for you and every time you talk about Jenna it breaks my heart. It hurts me to see you with her. So no I won't dance with you." With that Josh dropped his cup and walked out of the auditorium leaving an open mouthed and stunned Tyler. What just happened?