Pulchritudinous ➻ Joshler

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(n.)
The realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own.

When Tyler and Josh both walked back into lesson they had bright, adorable, contagious smiles plastered on each of their faces.

A lot of the students including Mr Stilinski were thoroughly confused at the situation. First, Tyler runs out the room crying and now here he is looking like he's on cloud nine.

However, none of the pupils, nor the teacher, decided to question the two happy boys. They figured it's best not to mess with them right now, especially with all the rumours flying around at the moment.

For the rest of that lesson they actually got along with each other. No fighting. No crying. No more sad faces.

They spoke about their hobbies and what they spend their spare time doing. Tyler's mainly consisted of using his phone and painting his nails. He told Josh he thought that paint was creative and expressive. So having the capability of being able to use his pure, imaginative, creativity on something other than paper absolutely amazed Tyler. His nails were a pastel pink colour today. When Tyler told Josh how he felt about these things Josh thought that Tyler's mind works in a unique way and that he wanted a mind like Tyler's. It was so pure and innocent. Josh hadn't really had chance to hang out with the 'new' Tyler but he already couldn't imagine him being any other way.

There were a few times during the lesson where the questions of why Tyler had left him began to build up like a stack of unreliable Jenga blocks that had only been built up one by one, but he'd always knock them back down. He was cherishing his time with Tyler. Savouring it. Like he would just up and leave if Josh moved one foot out of his comfort zone.

After the lesson was finished Josh had no other lessons with his 'friends'. So he continued to his other lessons until the last bell finally rang. After school club. Great. He just hope's that Sam will be there. Maybe he doesn't know about the current situation. Josh doubted that Dean told him, he didn't like pushing bad things onto him. Especially when it's not his problem. But sometimes, that was Deans problem.

Luckily for him as he entered the hall, where the school year had to meet, there were already a few people there, Sam was one of them, along with two others Josh presumed where his friends. He didn't really know any of Sams friends. Apart from himself and well Castiel and Dean, but they're more like family to Sam.

Before Dean, Castiel, Pete, Patrick and whoever the hell else could sit on Sams table, Josh snatched the last seat.

"H-hey, Josh" Sam spoke shocked at the fact that Josh was actually sitting next to him and not his other 'friends'. So Josh is guessing what his thought train was already portraying to be correct.

"Hey, is it okay if I sit here?" Josh whispered slightly getting demonic glares from each of Sam's friends, but did his best to ignore them.

"Yeah, yeah man, sure. Ummm, these are my friends, Noah and Gabriel". He sat up and pointed to each of the two men sat incredibly close to him.

Josh timidly shook hands with both of them slightly scared that if he'll even talk to Sam they'll rip his head off.

"So, Sam," Gabriel cleared his throat "I was, uh, wondering if you'd like to come to a party at the weekend? It's at Pete's, so, you don't have to worry about getting there, and stuff". Gabriel blushed, clearly unconfident, as he decided to get like 10 bars of chocolate out of his bag and start eating them nervously. This guy has a serious sweet tooth.