Run and Go {Tøp fanfiction}

::Three:

Joshua sat fairly close to Tyler, two seats across to be exact. While there was so much other room on the bus, he sat right next to him. Joshua stared at his phone as Tyler studied his face structure. Tyler hoped he didn't notice, as it was going to be quite awkward why Tyler looked In awe directly to his face.

Being quite nosy, Tyler shifted, just so his reflection won't sit in the phone but still being able to spy on what was on Joshua's phone. He was on some type of messaging app. After a closer inspection of the texts, all Tyler could decipher was:
Joshua: Yo! I'm on the bus rn, I'll be there in a bit.
???: YAAAY! I can't to see you...
Joshua turned off his phone before Tyler could read anymore.

Hopefully he didn't catch him peaking over. That would've been a terrible first impression.

After going around the round-a-bout in their neighborhood and about 6 minutes of complete silence they came to the snow covered school. Barley anyone was standing out side. Why would they? It was freezing, you would only stand out there if you had a death wish. The snow had piled up a little bit after the short bus ride.

Tyler's backpack was full of all of his work from his classes. The overwhelming weight pulled him straight to the ground, making his face collide with the soft, freezing, snow. Having Tyler's luck all of his papers spewed out, and onto the snow covered plain. "CAN YOU HAVE A MORE OBNOXIOUS FALL?!", "oh no," Tyler said to himself after hearing Finnigan Kampton's obnoxious so called voice. His voice was more of a screech, so annoying. Tyler quickly picked up his papers and shoved them into his back pack, he knew if he went any slower Finn would surely ripped his papers apart. Finn was the school bully, if you were smaller than him or did your work you were sure to be torn to shreds.

Looking over his shoulder, Tyler saw Finn running up to him. This was it, the end, being punched to death by Finnigan Kampton. Tyler being Tyler panicked and started running, to his dismay, Finn caught up to him pulling with such a force so indescribable towards the ground. Tyler's head smashed onto the hard concrete as the shovels already picked up the snow there. His blood rushed to his brain, pain, pain, everything he could feel was pain. Finn flipped over Tyler and then started pummeling him. His iron fist made vibrations through Tyler's skull. He could feel anything, and everything. He felt his warm blood drip from his mouth and onto his chin, then down his neck. His eyes started to close, everything was turning black, no feeling was left in his body. None.
                                                                                 Darkness 

Make way for the authors note
Sorry for the lack of posting I had loads of hw over the weekend.