Everybody sees in black and white. That is until your soul has found it's soulmate. Only then, will the world change entirely-- with color.
First Joshler fic
First fic
I'm not going to write about every band I mention.
As soon as Tyler entered his apartment from his time alone in the forest tree house, he took a 20 minute shower to scrub off all the dirt and sweat that collected on his light tan skin. He knew that once the festival is over, he'll enter his small apartment ten times more sweatier, smellier and extremely dirty.
Tyler is going to give the festival a chance. He is going to the festival for Jenna. He didn't want to cancel on her last minute. And he can't because he knows Jenna would run all the way to his house and either beg him to go or misplace and hide some of his belongings or cut off the bristles from his toothbrush like she's done in the past. She's very passive-aggressive.
'Maybe I'm just expecting it to really suck. I don't even know who's going to be performing. Maybe I'll actually enjoy it and be introduced to newer bands.' Tyler thought.
It was 4:10once he was out of the shower and all dry, so he shuffled to his bedroom drying off his hair, put on boxers and decided to get some rest. He plugged in his phone to his charger and set an alarm for 4:50 and almost immediately, as soon as his head hit it pillow, fell asleep. His earlier adventure wore him out some and having a hot shower added to his sleepiness.
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Tyler awoke from his short nap to the sound of his annoying alarm. His phone lit with multiple messages from Jenna. From: Satan herself You better be getting ready!! Tyler. Robert. Joseph. You better! Answer your phone you soggy bread slice Be at my place by 5:30!!! If you're here at 5:31 you're dead Got that? D.E.A.D luv you boo ;*
He had a little over 30 minutes to get ready. He picked his outfit which was quite simple. Black skinny jeans, a shirt that looked light grey, black vans and a hooded sweater that looked like a darker shade of grey since Jenna mentioned that it might drizzle. He brushed his teeth and tried to fix hair but it refused to do what he wanted, defeated, he left it as a floof mess. He gathered his phone and keys and headed out his home making sure to lock it up and entered his car.
He arrived at Jenna's house at exactly 5:26. He'll live another day. He gathering his belongings and walked to the porch of his best friends house. He knocked and was greeted by a nose that was a darker shade than most of his face and irritated, droopy eyes; certainly a face he was not expecting. It was James. The two have met before but it was still a little awkward. After all, Tyler's best friend has a new and more important man in her life. It was going to take some getting used to.
"Is Jenna here?" Tyler asked shyly.
"She's in the bathroom putting on makeup." James stated with a scratchy voice. He waddled to the couch and put a blanket around himself as Tyler entered. Jenna came into the room since she heard talking.
