Depths •||• scomiche

3.

about two days into college and i already have sleeping problems. i just can't fall asleep. i'm always thinking about things that keep me awake.

luckily i only have class about three days of the week so i can rest on the other four.

"what classes do you have today?" troye asked me while he was getting dressed.

i haven't seen hoying at all after art class last week. i also still don't know his first name. does he even have a first name? maybe i just made him up in my head. what if i made everything up and this universe is-

"mitch? i asked you something." troye gently kicked my leg, laughing.

"oh, right. sorry. what did you ask again?"

"classes?" he said while he put on an oversized sweater. he looks so good in oversized clothes.

"ehhm... english, history, music,..."

"... art?" troye said smirking.

"art... oh, art! right!" i jumped up from my bed and threw my pencils loose in my bag.

"i think that's the only class we have together today." troye sighed and put some stuff in his bag.

"ugh." i groaned. classes without troye suck. i've only had one class without troye so far and it was boring as fuck.

"did you have english yet?" troye asked while grabbing his bag. he walked to the door and opened it, waiting for me to follow him.

"nope." i also got my bag and went up to him.

"nah, me neither."

we started walking to our first class.

"how are things with you and bixenman?" i jokingly elbowed troye's arm.

"just as good as you and hoying."

"so... really bad?" we both laughed.

troye had to go to his french class and i went to english. of course i was the first one again. this time there really wasn't anyone else.

i found a seat, plopped down my bag on the table and sat down. i got out my phone and immediately texted troye.

u:
heyo

ozzie:
yO bitch

u:
literally no ones here

ozzie:
really B)

u:
uhm yes whats with the sunglasses

ozzie:
i think his name is jacob or something

u:
who tf

ozzie:
bixenman

jacob bixenman

troye sivan-bixenman

sivan-bixenman or bixenman-sivan

u:
both

but seriously his name is jacob

fancy

ozzie:
well i heard someone ask 'jacob' and he said yes so that's my source

u:
sounds legit

o wait someones coming

i heard the door open and looked up from my phone.

uhh it's hoying help

ozzie:
o god

don't say anything stupid please