Chapter 2

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Their eyes met. Tyler thought nothing of it, but Josh gave a little smile. "Tyler, could you sit next to Josh please?" Cautiously Tyler took a seat next to him. "Josh, you share every class with Tyler so he can show you around the school." Tyler smiled at the thought of someone being like him, however he knew Josh would never be exactly like him.

They had English first period, one of Tyler's favourite classes. He felt he could express himself through writing, even though he wrote some pretty fucked up things. Tyler often found that writing helped control his emotions, it helped him come to terms with who he was. Tyler walked Josh to their English class. There teacher was called Mr. Smith, a tall, slim guy in his late 20's. Tyler really liked him, in fact he liked most things about that class, that is except for one. Brendon and Dallon shared that class with him. The hour of hell Tyler dreaded every school day.

Josh seemed really anxious as he walked into the classroom behind Tyler. His eyes looked around the room, but then down making direct eye contact with Tyler's ass. Josh bit his lip and hoped no one saw him.

They took their seats and started their class on Shakespeare's Much Ado About Nothing. Tyler seemed so enrolled in what Mr. Smith was saying, but Josh couldn't get stop thinking about Tyler. He obviously had no idea about he thoughts rushing through Josh's head. They were studying the character of Benedick, a man who says he will never marry and shall die a bachelor. Tyler wrote a lot as he felt like he related to him a lot as he could never imagine truly being in love with someone forever. Josh didn't write much, he couldn't get Tyler off his mind, it was impossible. 

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