I will make you believe (Joshler)

Chapter 1: Are you serious right now?

Sitting at my table again. Its MY table. I always sit alone here. People are to scared to sit or talk to me. Except Jenna. Jenna might be popular but she talks to me sometimes. She is pretty cool.

The lunch in this school sucks here. I don't really eat here. The milk is always expired, food taste like moldy cardboard, and the lunch lady always spits in the food. So why the hell should people eat here.

As I chew on my piece of gum for my lunch people walk by me and give me dirty looks. Some people stare at me from a distance because there to scared of me. But I'm not that scary. I think I'm not that scary. Hopefully I'm not that scary. Maybe people are just being bitches.

"Hey Tyler, I have a question!" Jenna yelled.

I raise my head as she motioned if she was allowed to sit down. I nod my head yes.

"Tyler, do want to ditch next period?" Jenna said all giddy.

"Are you serious right now? No. You can go its not like I can do anything about it." I said madly.

"Yes I'm serious. Wait so your not gonna tell anyone that I ditched class. Your the fucking best Tyler." Jenna said even happier then before.

I smile then she walked away with her friends. Its good that she is happy. Good thing that I can make her happy. But sometimes she can be a little shit. Sometimes she will go on and on about how boys broke up with her. Like she says that she didn't do anything and didn't deserve this and the the worst of all is when she cries and runs to the fucking bathroom. Its not one of those fucking drama movies. Get over it.

Well its time to get to class. This time without Jenna. Why is she the only 'friend' I have in this hell hole? But we have known each other for 2 years. Before I told her that I was bi and still do, she will sometimes try to flirt with me. I like her blue highlights in her hair and all but she is not my type. I just don't like her. Why does she even like me?

I'm not cute. I'm not special. I'm not fun. I can't do anything right. Why should I date anyone when no one likes me?

I'm a nobody for fucking sakes!!

The smell in the classroom is... how do I say it? COLD. I was the first student in the class. 5th period is the class that I hate but don't hate. Its so different from everything else. When the teacher is in a bad mood he is a total asshole. But when he is happy he has the biggest smile his face. Like if he were going to get a new puppy or something like that. He just so different from all the other teachers. All the other teachers are the same. Also the other teachers are all girls.

I sat down on the cold, uncomfortable set. The desk next to was empty when everyone rolled into the class. No one ever sat next to me. I enjoyed it at least. But it sometimes gets lonely.

The bell rings.

"Attention class settle down. We have a new student."

A pink haired boy steps up next to the teacher. He has brown mocha eyes. He was wearing a blue shirt and black pants. Its just the way he looked and what he was wearing was just... AMAZING!! I just cant describe how beautiful he is.

"Class this is Josh. Uh Josh you can sit next to Tyler." The teacher pointed to me.

No! I'm gonna freak out. I might as well die if he sits next to me. SHIT SHIT SHIT!! He's walking over.

"Josh before you sit down tell us something about yourself." The teacher said.

"Uuhh sure. I play drums and I really like taco bell." Josh said very nervously like he was keeping a huge secret.

Once Josh sits down he turns and looks at me. Josh just stared at me while the class was talking about the group projects that the teacher announced yesterday.

Josh links our desk together so it looks like were in the group project together. Like how everyone else was.
"Do you cuss?" Josh said to me quietly.

Well that's a very strange way to say hello. But its fun that he doesn't say hello. Why is he even talking to me. Doesn't he want to be with the popular teens?

"Only in my head. Its very rude to say cuss words out loud." I said quietly.

"Good. Then that makes the person you are better."

"Why did you choose to be my partner? Wouldn't you rather hangout with the popular ones?"

"No. They would probably think I'm crazy if I talk to them. I mean didn't you hear how I started this conversation without saying hello first?"

"The way you started this talk was kinda cool and weird at the same time. I don't think your crazy. I'm the one that's crazy here."

"Wait what's your name again?"

"My name is Tyler, your Josh. You said you play drums, like taco bell. You start off this conversation with a strange question. Your hair is a beautiful pink, you have brown mocha eyes. Which matches with your pink/ brown hair. Your wearing a blue T-shirt and black jeans. Your also wearing black converse. You have a tree drawn on your left arm with markers and highlighter. Which should wash off completely in four days. Now you probably think I'm crazy." I said in just one breath.

"Wow, are you kidding. That was amazing. Why in the world would I think your crazy?" Josh said all giddy.

"Cause I just said all of that in one breath."

"Let me try something." Josh said happily and strangely.

"Okay." I said in a sassy way.

"You are Tyler Joseph, that what it says on your paper. Right now your wearing a black shirt with a skeleton jacket. Your also wearing black jeans and red vans. You have a weird drawing on your arm with sharpie. Your also wearing a Black veil Brides bracelet. You have brown hair and eyes. Your voice is super calming. But yet you scare people and might have only two friends." Josh said kinda worried. Like if he got something wrong.

"You got most right. I only have one friend." I sadly said.

"Not anymore. I'm your second friend now." We both smile.