Emo Academy (Multi Ship)

9: Way Too Much Paper and Pretty Hands

Tyler~

I didn't get to see Josh after I watched him during lunch. I don't really understand why I watch him without his knowledge, I could easily just go up and talk to him. But it's more of a thrill to watch him without his knowing. That's not weird. Is it?

I returned to my classroom after lunch. I watered the plants which adorn my room. I think they add to the whole feel of the room, the air almost feels cleaner. I finally watered the plant which sat on top of my desk. I had named him Harold. I like the name Harold.

The day passed rather uneventfully, despite the odd interruption due to the rowdiness of Brendon's class. Brendon amuses me. He's sweet. I wish Ryan would see that. Brendon pretends to find the chase for Ryan fun. He doesn't really. I can see the pain in his eyes every time Ryan rejects him. Ryan doesn't realise how much Brendon cares for Ryan. That's stubborn of Ryan. It annoys me?

The end of the day came fairly quickly. I was neither pleased nor upset about the end of the day. I actually liked being in school, as weird as it sounds. I liked the fact I could talk to people regularly. I wouldn't admit it to anyone but I was actually pretty lonely at home. I wish I had someone to share my home with. Someone like Josh.

Josh.

As I was packing up my belongings the man himself walks into my room. My breath hitches as I realised who it was.
"Hey, Ty!"
"H-hey Josh."

Dammit. Why did I stutter? I've known him for ages. Why am I so weird. I make it so obvious sometimes. I suck.

"Look, I'm sorry to be a bother but I usually carpool with Dallon but hes got something on. So, can I ride with you?"

Can I ride you? Wow. I need to stop thinking like that. Josh only sees me as a friend. Nothing. It's best I put these trivial thoughts out of my head as quickly as pssible.

"Yes, of course. Let me get my stuff together."

I swiped my already packed briefcase and headed towards the door. I snapped the light off and I felt Josh sidle up behind me.
"Thanks for this." He whispered

I felt his breath tickle the back of neck and made the hairs stand on end. He was so close. I could feel his hot breath as he breathed. I could smell his scent. I was in heaven.

I felt him touch my back and I jumped slightly, not expecting the contact. He pulls his hand away as I turn around.

"You had a hair on your back."

"Oh right. Thanks!"

He smiles at me and I return it. We both made our way to the parking lot. I was stopped when I saw a flash of blond hair paired with a fedora. Patrick.

"Tyler!"
Patrick called out to me as he hurried towards me.

"Patrick, what's wrong?" I asked confused as to what had him so riled up.

"Sorry I wouldn't bother you if it was not absolutely necessary but the copier isn't working."

I looked at Josh quickly and he smiled meekly back at me.

"Sure Patrick, we'll help." Josh says sympathetically.

Patrick breathes a quick word of thanks before scurrying down the corridor, Josh and myself in tow. We turned into the Computer Room. The sight that greeted us was the copy machine spitting out pieces of paper a mile a minute.

"Oh my god, Patrick." I say.

He squeaked slightly before pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose.