Josh walked out of the classroom and into the depressed, gray and white hall. His backpack hanging loosely over his shoulder. Josh walked out the big doors and into the parking lot. He spotted his old car standig in the far back. He had an old two seater pick up. It was starting to rust but Josh loved it. The rust made it more punk rock. He opened the car door and sat down waiting on Tyler. The familiar face was walking towards his car when a little wind gust blew the small boy's skirt up. Tyler yelped and pushed it down. Josh blushed and turned away. He knew Tyler was a little feminine but lace? Out of all things it hade to be the thing that made Josh go crazy.
The little boy opened the rusty car door and sat down. He noticed the dark blush on Josh's cheeks and cocked his head. "What?" Tyler asked quietly. Did he do something wrong? "Oh.. nothing." Josh said and started up the car before driving.
They reached Josh's white house and he stopped the motor. Tyler and Josh sat in silence and looked out the window. "Tyler?" Josh asked just over a whisper. "Yeah?" Tyler asked. Curious what the raven hair colored boy wanted. "What.. uhm.. happened between you and Melanie?" Josh asked carefully, not wanting the little boy to brake. He didn't know how serious the topic was. Tyler stayed quiet. His gaze fixed on his hands.
' Tyler was walking down the hall in the morning. He didn't know why but it seemed like everyone was staring at him. Tyler gripped his school bag tighter, his knuckles turning white. "Is it true that he actually fucked the emo, drug dude?" Tyler heard some one say, he didn't quite understand what dude they ment. "Hey dude, heard you got laid." A boy with blonde hair said. Tyler furrowed his brows and looked weirdly at him. "Who did you hear that from?" Tyler asked. His voice shakier than expected. "Dude, everyone is talking about it." '
' "-Yeah and everyone is talking about it and it's not true." Tyler explained to Melanie. "Tyler..." Melanie said and fiddled with her fingers. "What?" He asked. Tyler saw the face Melanie. A face that was flooded with guilt. "It was me." She whispered. Tyler's breath hitched and everything seamed to go in slow motion. "You what?" Tyler whispered. "It was a joke Tyler, i didn't mean to." Melanie tried but Tyler had already slung his backpack over his shoulder and was walking out of the classroom. '
