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Tylers pov

We all stood around some desks waiting for our seats to be assigned, why couldn't we just sit where we wanted to?

The short young lady with brown hair sat down at her desk at the top of the room and she pulled out what appeared to be a journal "okay im going to assign everyone new seats" she stood up walking around "victor Fuentes, up here" she pointed at the the two seats at the top of the room "aand...kellin quinn beside him" a small boy with long brown hair pushed past me and sat down "now..Michael way behind victor" there was a load groan and the tall guy trudged to the middle of the room "beside you will be Peter Lewis Kingston Wentz" there was a snicker from the back of the room "its just Pete wentz" the teacher nodded as Pete sat down.

She sat everyone down and there was three people left. Me, some short guy with a fedora and josh. "Josh dun back of the room and tyler joseph beside him" fucking fantastic. We sat down and i refused to look at josh, finding sudden interest in the boys fedora "hm Patrick Stump" she rearranged the trio in the middle so now everyone was in twos "Patrick swap seats with Michael, Michael sit here beside Jennifer" Michael look disgusted as Patrick sat down "okay now we can begin the lesson"

The seating plan.
Top row.
Victor/Kellin
Frank/Ray
Alex/Jack

Middle row.
Patrick/Pete
Jenna/Michael
Hayley/Melanie

Back row.
Me/josh
Ashley/Brendon
Ryan/--

Nobody here cared about what the teacher-who never told us her name-was saying. She began talking about positive a negative ions, how positive ions have a good effect on the brain and negative usually bad, negative ions come from rain but that can relax you, she said that not all 'positive' ions are good, the same effect that a waterfall or beach waves have-rain also does. After hearing that little bit i got bored and for a few minutes forgot I was sitting beside josh dun. I glanced at him but he had no interest in me at all; what a relief.

I had zoned out when the teacher started shouting it startled me "VICTOR STOP TOUCHING KELLIN" im no expert but staff here probably aren't supposed to speak to patients like that. Nobody here cares about learning, not that we want to be stupid but when you have bigger things going on in your head you don't particularly care. Whenever i was in school they didn't care about our mental health, if they cant immediately see something wrong with you they assume you're fine. Only because you cant see it.

The lesson was over and i was just pushing in my chair and i heard a bang. I tripped josh dun. God help me. "I am so sorry please forgive me! Are you okay??" I said quickly and he just sympathetically smiled at me "im sorry" i tripped him up and hes saying sorry to me?! I put my hand out to help him instead of standing here with a dumb face. He grabbed my hand and i pulled him up. He awkward mumbled thanks and i nodded, that was weird.

We could do whatever with our time now and i just went to the music room. I sat down at the piano playing a song i wrote.

I know where you stand
Silent in the trees and thats where i am silent in the trees why wont you speak where i happen to be. Silent in the trees. Standing cowardly.

I sang the words quietly as i played along.

I can feel my breath, i can feel my death. I want to know you, i want to see, i want to say, hello.

I played the rest, putting every bit of energy I had left into it. I was startled by clapping coming from behind me, somebody heard me! I turn around, surprised to see josh standing there "that was amazing" i felt myself blushing "thank you..you play??" "Not really, i prefer drums" "thats..cool" he sat down at the drums and i waited for him to play something "are you waiting on me to play something?" He said confused "well, yes actually" he looked uncomfortable "if you play something on the piano i can play along?" "Sure" i sat down at the piano, what could i play?

I began to play one of the other songs i was writing-i knew he wouldnt know it but he could play along. The song was 'the pantaloon'.

Your grandpa died, when you were nine, they said he had lost his mind, now you have learned, way too soon, you should never trust the pantaloon.

Josh started to play along as i sang. He was so good! Who knew. I stopped playing and he looked At me confused "you're really good.." i felt the tension rising and it was silent "your song was good, like really good" there was silence I didn't know if i should say thanks.
I turned around to the piano and began playing again not really wanting to talk to josh. I felt anxious around him, i have every right to.