*Ended Indefinitely*For the longest time(musical crossovers)

chapter 10

Oh WoW this has 1k reads thank you!! also there is no way I'm going to keep a steady posting schedule so I'll go back to my original: I'll defiantly post once a week

Hospital,(still)
"Oh! I almost forgot," Evan started searching through his backpack he brought,"I thought you might get bored listening to my horrible conversational skills so I have nail polish!"Evan held up a large collection of colored polishes inside a plastic bag.  "What color?" Evan looked up to Connor from the bag with a grin.
"I want a rainbow"Connor replied, looking at his almost nonexistent black polish,"although you should probably take off what's left of this first"
"Okiedoke" oh my god this boy will be the death of me holy fuck Connor thought to himself, blushing slightly(wow that sounds Cringey I am so sorry y'all)

And with that, Evan took out a rainbow of colors, except for yellow because yellow nail polish is hard to come by and also Connor doesn't have six fingers alright give the boy a break. To be honest, Evan only wanted to paint his nails because it meant lots of hand touching with Connor and that was always a plus for him. So he painted Connor's nails at least once a week.

Since he didn't want to just be awkwardly painting his nails in the quiet room, he decided to at least try to make a conversation with one of the other boys in the room. "So uh-Jeremy right?"
"Correct" Jeremy turned his head to look at Evan.
Shit I didn't think I'd get this far, everyone just ignores me most of the time. So Evan went to the conversation he always uses when he's nervous.

"When you eat spaghetti, do you put it in a bowl or on a plate?"

"Wait what?" Okay this kid is weird and that means he's defiantly going to be my friend Jeremy decided mentally.

"Do you put spaghetti in a bowl or on a plate when you eat it, because I've been doing a poll thing for the last year where I ask everyone I meet when I don't know what to ask them and so far most people have said bowl, which in my opinion is the best option, but you don't have to use a bowl! You're entitled to your own opinion and mine is normally the worst decision, which is probably why only four people ever talk to me" Evan inhaled after saying the whole speech in one breath.

This was the moment when Jeremy knew that he would be friends with him and get Michael to talk to him as well because fuck I don't need anyone to be like us last year. So being the smart, caring child he is,(that's sounds really sarcastic but honestly idk how else to phrase it) he asked for Evans number. He didn't just ask to give the number so he could give it to Michael so he could talk to him before school and become his friend, but also to see how Connor reacted. He did just as planned, shooting a look of jealousy at the scheming teen and then watching the blond put in his phone number and look up at Jeremy. His plan could now be set into motion.

"So bowl or plate?"
"Bowl, I mean come on, what type of psychopath puts spaghetti on a plate?"
Both boys nodded in agreement

"Well I guess since I know you aren't going to kill me I'm going to be friends with you. But I'll get back to painting this child's nails now" Evan said, refocusing on touching Connor's hand. Jeremy watched for a while, then realized he should probably do something else because this couple needs their moment give them a little bit of privacy damn an annoying voice in his head said. So he decided to text Michael of course.

Michael's room
Right as he walked into his empty house, Michael heard his phone buzz in his hoodie pocket. He saw a text from Jeremy.

     Player 1💙: OK so the dude that was walking into the room while you were walking out is named Evan

    Player 1💙:Micha he said he only has like three friends I need you to introduce him to the squad tomorrow I'm pretty sure you have third period with him but text him in an hour just to get acquainted because dude he's so anxious and physical talking might be a little too much here's his phone number xxx-xxx-xxxx

He's an actual cinnamon roll holy fuck Michael thought, his stomach was getting slightly queasy at the thought of talking to a stranger. But first, talking to the most amazing person in the world.

Yes another weird cliffhanger thingy. Terrible etiquette, I know but the next few chapters will probably be a vast Chang in setting and not so terribly written ALSO I'm working on a one shot book of random shit that comes to mind so watch out for that Okiedoke byeee