Mirrors|Kellin Quinn X Reader

Chapter 2

"What's your locker number?" I ask Y/n. She hands me a card with the number 202 on it, I hand it back to her after I see the number. "Oh nice, your locker is next to my friend Andy's." I say. She smiles slightly. "Shy huh?" I ask. She nods. "Yeah, I feel you. I'm pretty shy myself but I try to let it not hold me back, you know." I speak softly. She smiles, "I-I never thought of that before." She looks up from the floor. "Of what?" I ask, half confused, half feeling stupid for not knowing. "Of me trying to not letting my anxiety hold me back. It usually just takes control over me and I just. . . Let it happen." She says. I stop walking when we get to her locker.

I lean against Andy's locker as Y/n reaches her hand up to the lock and starts reading of the index card in her hand while putting in the combination. "I feel you." I say. "I used to be the same way. Still am, in some ways." I admit and pull my books closer to me as my eyes dart around the slightly crowded hallway. Y/n smiles softly and pulls the locker door open, putting her math book in it and taking out a sketch book. "Everyone is in some way, right?" She says then closes her locker. I nod and let my books fall to my side, holding them next to my waist so they don't fall to the floor.  "Yeah." I say with a small, forced smile.

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In English, I completely drown out the teacher and work on a song. The top of my paper reads 'In Case Of Emergency, Dial 411'. I've been trying to write more songs. I've also had more inspiration to write. 

"Kellin." Vic taps my shoulder with his index finger. "What?" I whisper and lean back while writing the last few words of the chorus. "What class does Y/n have right now?" I give him a questionable look. "Why do you want to know?" Knowing Vic, someone else must of asked and he's just asking around. "just wondering." He says. I roll my eyes. "She's in art." I say and sit up straight in my seat, continuing to write. I can save you/If you ask me just ask me to/There's hope for you tonight. I write soon as the bell rings, Informing everyone to go to their next class. 

I go to my locker and open it. Turning the dial one way then another then another, then pulling the lock up and out to open it. I casually start to put my English book away and start to take out my math work. From the corner of my eye, I see Vic, walking my direction. He was walking away from Ronnie, the schools smart, rude as all hell, jock. He could be nice, so I've heard, but he chooses to be against me. Only me.

"Sup, Kells." Vic says. I salute him the continue to take things out of my locker. "About earlier, sorry for being weird and asking about Y/n, I was asking for a friend." He says. I shrug. "Uh, okay?" It's not like I need to know, I honestly really don't care. "For who?" I'm curious. I shouldn't be, but I am. "Please don't get mad but. . ." He trails off. I already know who he's talking about. I gently close my locker and let my hand rest against it. Ronnie. Of course it fucking is. "Really?" I ask, quietly. "Ronnie's a good guy, okay? He may act like a dick at times, but really, he's a good guy. Give him a chance." Vic's really is defending him.

"And with that, there goes the last fuck I give." I say and turn away from him. I can feel Vic's glare from behind me. Whatever. I don't care.

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I walk out of my final class and head to me locker. I do the same routine of putting in my combination, opening my locker, gathering my things, then leaving. But, instead of leaving, I head towards Y/n's locker. She stands next to Andy as they chat and laugh, putting the things in their lockers and taking things out. "Hey." I interrupt. Y/n smiles, causing me to smile. "Hey, I was just talking to Andy." She says cheerfully. Andy nods. "It was a pleasure to meet you, Y/n." Andy says. "Later, Kellin." He says then closes his locker, then leaves. "See you." I reply back. Y/n closes her locker and smiles. "Lets go." She says. I nod and we head out of the school.