emo/alternative band imagines and preferences

Situations - Tyler Joseph - Twenty One Pilots

aaron nO

"Alright class!" The teacher yells over your rowdy class as you all sit down, yelling across the classroom to each other, jumping across desks and pushing people around to get to your desired seats.

You pushed through the people and took a seat in the very back corner alone as always. No one sat there cuz thats where the 'emos' or 'weirdos' sit, but you cared not for labels. You put your earphones in and lisened to your music as you got out a book to write in and a pen

"Sit down!" The teacher yells over the ruckus and people slowly sit down, the yelling across the room doesnt stop.

A boy was standing next to the teacher. Dark haired and good looking. He had an inosent but curious look about him. You caught his eye and quickly looked away.

"Class we have a new student. His name is Tyler Joseph. Make him feel welcome and try not to scared him off like you did the other kids" teach says and the talking quietened down as everyone assesed the this Tyler boy.

"Sit where ever you want" the teacher says. He examimes the room quickly before slowly walking away from the front to the pleather of chairs and tables. Everyone watches as he walks past. Girls fixing their hair and smiling, trying to get him to sit there.

You slouched and leant back in your chair, feet up on the table mouthing the words to the song you were listening to and head banging slightly.

He walks past those girls and up to the back and stands next to you. You take out an earphone and look up at him

"Is it alright if I sit here?" He says sweetly

"Sure" you shrug

"Y/N I get your whole 'emo darkness satanic' thing but please just a little warmth for once"

"I did that once and it was worse than this" you retort

"Dont be smart with me and feet off the desk"

You take your feet off the desk in a huff as the boy sits next to you.

"So im y/n" you say

"Or trash queen" some kid says

"Or emo prince" another says

"To be honest I dont care anymore" you sigh and lean back into your chair

"Oh ok" he says and gets a book out "um can I borrow a pen?"

"Sure. There's a black pen." You say going through you bag "Another black pen or oh look another black pen. What colour?"

"Hmm hard choice but im gonna say the second black one" he says and giggles

You smile for once "there's something about you"

His face changes into a confused look

"Dont worry it's a good sort of something" you assure him

"Oh ok" he says and you hand him the pen

"Hey, just so you know kid" a boy in the row infront swings back on his chair and says to Tyler "that chick is an absolute wreak. I would avoid her. Shes a weirdo"

"She seems alright" tyler says and looks at you with a content smile.

"He is right though" you say picking at your nails "im a wreak and im a weirdo"

"We've all got to be a bit weird, it's what make you yourself" tyler smiles and writes something onto the page infront of him. You look over his shoulder and see 'Shaking hands with the dark parts of my thoughts'

You think about this sentence

"Thats a real emotional line there... does it mean anything in particular?" You ask

"Anything you think it should be"

"I like you already. A deep thinker" you say

"Thanks" he says quietly and draws a little picture beside it

"Well im not good at conversation unless it's music related, and that bores the hell out of most people and gets really annoying so-"

"Music. I could talk about that forever" he sighs

"Oh my god marry me please!"

"You have too many husbands already!" Someone groans from infront of you

"All of which are band members and actors who have no clue of my existence, just like half of you"

"Alright well class text books out and read chapter 11" the teacher says and people get out their text books

You read through a couple of paragraphs and look over to Tyler who was looking at you. You look away and keep reading, looking at him every so often, his eyes never left you.

You finish the chapter and stare back at him before asking "why you staring? Like why would you wanna look at me for more than two seconds im trash"

"Because I like to look at beautiful people"

You look beside you, even though there was no one there and look back at him

"Yes I am talking to you" he grins

"Oh really? Oh um thank you" you smile and run your hand through your hair

"You seem almost embarrassed?" He raises an eyebrow

"It's just im never classed as beautiful or anything like that"

"But your...your stunning!" He says

"Your kidding aren't you?"

"No I'm not" he says and writes another line into his book 'the songs on the radio are ok, but my taste in music is your face'

"That's a cute line" you sigh "do you like write lyrics?"

"Yeah for my band. My band mate plays the drums and I play piano, ukulele, guitar and whatever else" he says

"Wow cool! Bands are life! I actually play piano myself and I've been working on playing those instruments too"

"You are amazing!" He smiles

"What sorta musicians and stuff you into?" You ask

"God um a lot. But celine dion and the Dixie chicks are cool"

"Im more rock and metal, goes with the emo, um Green Day, Nirvana and um Panic! At the disco, Fall Out Boy and a bit of Eminem"

"You'll love my drummer then"

"He seems great already"

"Well, you should come to my house one afternoon and meet him and... I can help you play some more instruments if you want"

"That would be lovely" you say "can I hug you?"

"Um sure" he shrugs and you bring him into a tight hug

"That was nice" he smiles

The bell goes and you and your new found friend Tyler go to your next class togther