Together

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Jenna's POV. The next day.

It was morning.

I woke up feeling something.

I had rejected Tyler a guy who did want me for a guy that didn't want me at all.

What have I done?

Wait.... TYLER!

I could be with him.

I honestly didn't care who I was with I just needed to be with one of the two band members.

It'll look good for my image.

What's their band called???

25 Cab Drivers??? ( ayyyyy lmaoooo! Sorry go back to reading)

22 Police officers?

" MOM?" 

" yeah???"

" What's Tyler's band called?"

" Who's" 

" That kid that tutors me?"

" ohhhh! Twenty One Pilots!" 

There it was. Now I remember.

I need to be with Tyler. Josh doesn't like me.

I was thinking this the whole time while getting ready.

I didn't even realize.

I ran downstairs with my backpack.

" Bye mom!"

" bye Jenna!"

I ran into school waiting by Tyler's locker.

I waited.

And waited. I was still waiting.

I looked at my phone and realized that while I was waiting I was thirty minutes early.

 But now I'm on time.

Suddenly I heard laughter.

I whipped around and saw Tyler.

I flipped my hair and adjusted myself.

Time to get a man!

" Heyyyy Tyler!" I dragged out the H for a seductive sound.

I looked down.

THEY WERE HOLDING HANDS!

" What's going on here?"

Josh smiled. Tyler was holding in an obvious laugh.

" I'm sorry what's going on?" I asked again.

Tyler actually laughed again.

" Why? Do you need another rating?" Josh asked.

" N-No. I just... you guys are holding hands. Are you guys together?"

" What makes you think that?" Josh said.

Tyler wasn't saying anything. He was just turned towards Josh.

" Y-you're holding hands" I said it again.

" I mean it's not like we're kissing or anything." Josh scoffed.

" Right... you're right."

I looked down at my shoes.

When I looked you again they were in a passionate kiss.

" Holy shi-" 

" What????!!!" Tyler yelled.

I jumped.

" I-I'm sorry."

I walked away.

THEYRE TOGETHER

TYLERS GAY?????

WHAT THE???

B-but the contract.

I-I want him.

I need him.

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