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(I'M FEELING GREAT TODAY LET'S DO A DOUBLE UPDATE EVEN THOUGH I WROTE 4 CHAPTERS AHEAD IDGAF ANYMORE)

DJW

I walk to school early, having feeling better. I'll just tell Brendon I like him, and everything will be fixed, right? He kissed me, but I just wasn't ready for that yet. Maybe things will go smoothly If we start dating.

I should stop trying to be so positive.

I just know something is going to happen. I don't even know what, but I have a gut feeling that I'm unlucky. Maybe Spencer was right. I am from a love triangle from hell.

But Ryan said he'd move on, so that's great. Maybe we can even be friends again. Maybe everything will be fine.

I reach the school and I go to my locker to get some books. I'm humming peacefully to a tune in my head until a certain Ryan Seaman and Spencer Smith slam my locker shut.

I jump back in surprise. "What the fuck, guys?!"

"Don't even get mad at us! You never told us why you were absent yesterday! We even called you!" Spencer yells."

"Yep. If only you'd answer my call." Ryan S. glares.

Shit.

"Sorry! I, uh... okay. Let me explain." I sigh.

"So, the day before yesterday, I invited Brendon over to my house.. We hung out for a while, and uh, he kissed me." I say.

Their eyes go wide and their jaws are dropped.

Ryan S. starts asking questions. "Why weren't you here though? What kind of kiss was it? Did you like it?"

"Well first things first, I wasn't here because I freaked out about the kiss too much. I overreacted and... I was overwhelmed so much that I passed out. Second, all Brendon did was put his lips on me. It was barely a kiss, actually. And third, I kind of liked it. I was just super shocked and upset at first. My mind went into overdrive." I explain.

"Are you okay after passing out? Was it that shocking?" Ryan S. asks.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Can we not make such a big deal out of this?" I mumble. I don't want to get into detail about how sensitive I am to stuff like this. I hate myself for it.

They nod.

Spencer starts to laugh. "But, duuuuude... I can't believe this. Dallon Weekes finally had his first kiss!!!"

Ryan S. smiles and pats me on the back. "Good job, Dallon. You've locked lips with something other than a microphone."

They burst into more laughter while I blush furiously. This is giving me some serious deja-vu from that one time Brendon and I were at my house.

"What happened while I was gone?" I ask.

Their laughter calms down but their faces turn into frowns. Ryan S. scratches the back of his neck. "Uh, something happened with Brendon and Ryan Ross."

"What happened??" I say worriedly.

"So uh, we don't know the full story because Brendon refused to talk about it. But Ryan came up to our table during lunch yesterday and asked why you weren't here. We said we didn't know, and Brendon got pretty upset for some reason and argued with Ryan about you... Bren ran away and Ryan followed. They didn't physically fight or anything, but I think they just got really upset and stuff." Spencer says.

"Okay, wow." I let out a breath. "I'm gone one day and shit hits the fan." Did Brendon tell anybody about the kiss? Did he tell Ryan?

Ryan S. speaks up. "I'm not even upset Brendon didn't tell us all of this. It's some pretty personal stuff. But, you should talk to both of them about it. Sort things out, y'know?"

I nod. "I will. Do you guys know where Brendon is? It's still pretty early, but he should be at school now."

As if on cue, Brendon strolls down the hallway. He sees me and freezes up. I step towards him but he grabs my forearm and drags me out of the hall.

He leads me to another hallway. We're now in the crowded janitor's closet that smells like disinfectant. How pleasant.

"We need to talk." Brendon says, out of breath.

"I agree." I smile.

He blushes. "Do... do you actually like me? Because after the kiss, I overreacted but you told me to leave, and I thought-"

I cut him off with my own lips. I've never actually kissed someone intentionally before, so I have no idea what I'm doing. Brendon's eyes widen in shock but he closes them quickly and leans in more. I do the same and notice his lips taste like cherry chapstick. I wrap my arms around his neck and he pulls me in by my waist.

As we pull apart, his big brown eyes are full of awe and shock. "I can't believe that just happened. You kissed me!! I don't believe it. Oh god. Oh my god. Dallon Weekes just KISSED ME OH MY FUCK-"

"Brendon! Stop screaming!" I whisper shout.

The tardy bell for first period suddenly rings. We both groan.

"Wanna skip first period?" He asks.

I nod. "Can we actually talk now?"

He blushes again. "Yeah... So, you feel the same? Really?"

"Yes, I do. I-I think I just wasn't accepting the feelings at first. Sorry for snapping at you after it happened. I was just really shocked and nervous." I confess. I still don't want to tell Brendon about my anxiety, though. He'll probably freak out and everything will be ruined. Who wants to date someone who gets so nervous they throw up?

He smiles. "It's fine. I knew you didn't want your first kiss yet. I was just really in the moment."

I look down at the ground and bite my lip. "Do you... uh, can we kiss again?" I ask.

Brendon grins. "Of course."

He closes the gap between us with needy eyes. I gladly kiss back, with him slightly sucking on my bottom lip. I smile through the kiss but Brendon pulls away and starts laughing. 

"What happened? Why'd you pull away?" I begin to giggle, too. His laugh really is contagious.

"I never thought you'd ever love me... But I guess that's not true now." He smiles. 

I run my hand through his hair. "I guess I do love you. But... let's not actually date yet. I don't think I'm ready." I sigh.

"That's totally okay! We should take it slow. And, we should also get to math now." He says.

"Oh. Oh! I forgot we're still in school." I laugh.

"You're adorable." Brendon hugs me as we walk out of the janitor's closet.

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Songs referenced:
Please Don't Jump -Dallon Weekes
Believer -Imagine Dragons
Pillow Talk -Vinyl Theatre
Heathens -twenty one pilots

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