Swings {Joshler}

.One.

Tyler's pov.

I was hanging out with Brandon and Dallon at a Taco Bell. They both owed me 5 dollars because they made a bet with me and said I couldn't make a song about Taco Bell. I made a 6 minute song. And sang it. Fight me

"Why is that actually stuck in my head?" Brendon asked. I just laughed and said "Don't make bets with me bread bag." He didn't like that name. Dallon found it quite amusing.

"Whatever let's just go back to school." Brendon said. We are going to graduate in a few weeks so we won't have to worry about that pretty soon. We all agreed and left. I looked at the ground and my feet going one in front of the other and just thought about how many people have walked here before me. "TYLER" oops. Spaced out again. "Yeah Brendon?" I said while looking up at him. "Did you see those guys back there? They were staring at us."

I looked back without trying to be suspicious. I failed horribly because I'm awkward and make everything around me awkward, but I saw a group of boys, one of them really caught my attention. He had bright red hair. I've seen him around school and I think his name is Josh. When I looked back, he was looking straight at me. I turned forward quickly with a shade of pink on my face from embarrassment.

Me, Dallon, and Brendon were all walking together when someone bumped into me. I looked behind me to see the boy from earlier with red hair. I was confused when I saw him and he had a puzzled look on his face as well. His face turned red as he nervously scratched the back of his neck. "I-I'm sorry..." And just like that he went back to his group and punched someone in a black jacket.

Dallon snickered while Brendon stared at me. I stared at the red head for a second and turned back around. We started towards school again. Dallon and Brendon were talking but the words just sounded blurry. I could only think about Josh and how nervous he got.

Why would he get nervous? We barely talk and the few times we did it was because of a teacher or some kind of project. He dyed his hair recently though because it used to be blue but he dyed it red. It looks good on him. Everything looks good on him. God what am I saying? Just because he looks good in everything he wears without even trying doesn't mean I can't think about it. God Tyler get a fucking grip.

Dallon shook my shoulder. "Earth to Tyler." I looked at him. "Yeah?" "Tyler are you okay? You were staring at the floor for a few minutes which is longer than you usually space out." I looked at him. I shrugged my shoulders and acted like I was fine, nothing is really wrong, I just have (love on the brain) a lot on my mind..

*start date: 5/6/17*
*end date: n/a*