I Guess We'll Never Know (adopted by fob)✔

Twenty-One

Ty
Pete had taken me to the doctor where I was diagnosed with anxiety and moderate to severe depression. That freaked Pete out because he said and I quote 'this is the worst anyone has been in years.' Which freaked me the hell out. Now I take two pills everyday. Ollie still won't talk to me and Pete won't leave me alone. It even became to bad, I just broke down. "Ty, come on. You need to eat and you have school." And to make shit worse, I now have pastel colored braces. "I don't wanna." Since yesterday I hadn't been able to eat anything unless it was soft. Pete even said I couldn't have pizza. "Ty just eat. We don't have time for this." I sighed and reluctantly sat at the table. Pete shoved a bowl of applesauce toward me and told me to eat. I hesitantly ate it, cringing at the sliminess of it. I finished after a few more agonizing bites. I pulled my shoes on and reached for my coffee. "Hurry up." I quickly made the coffee and ran out to Pete's car.

Pete gave me a kiss on the cheek before shoving me out of the car. I waved at him and walked through the crowds of people toward the school entrance. I hadn't realized how alone I was until Ollie stopped talking and hanging out with me and Dave moved. I had no friends and I was just that nerdy kid who sat at the back of the class. "Where were you yesterday?" Mr. Byers is my favorite teacher, mainly because he teaches art. "I had to get braces." I smiled at him shyly showing the rows of metal on the top and bottom of my mouth. "Ouch." "Tell me about it. The only thing I have been able to eat is apple sauce and I hate it." He chuckled and put me to work to set up. "Can you draw a vase of flowers on the paper then put it up on the board?" I did as I was told and finished the vase in no time. "Beautiful. You can sit down now, the bell is about to ring." I made my way to the back of the class and took a seat at the empty table. It had been empty for two weeks and I had a feeling it would stay that way. I had a feeling that even if nothing was said Ollie and I were over and it hurt a lot. I really like the goofy asshole and it hurt to know he hated me for not trying to get help.

The class started to fill up and I put my headphones in, blocking out the noise of others. I felt the table shake and a kid I didn't recognize had sat down. I pulled an earbud out and smiled at him. "Hi! I'm new, my name is Oscar." "Hi, I'm Ty." He looked at me and seemed to be looking me up and down. "You don't look like an emo kid." That derailed me a bit. "Emo kid?" "A bunch of guys in the front of the class told me to sit with the emo chick." I growled. "OLIVER! YOU'RE SUCH A DICK!" A bunch of laughs rang through the class and he blushed. "Give me a second." I stood up from the chair and went to where Ollie sat. "You can go ahead and ignore me and shit, but I cross the line when you start acting like I fucking ruined your life. You know I hate the word emo and it fucking hurts that you'd act like a dick just to piss me off. I got help and I told you that. Grow the fuck up and come talk to me if you want me to be your friend again. Until then, we're done." I walked back to my seat and smiled at Oscar. "Sorry about that. Welcome to Sunshine High School, do you need any help finding classes?" Oscar nodded shyly and handed me his schedule. "We have every period except last, you'll go to music and I have theatre." "If you want, I'll walk you to music since theatre is right across the hall." He nodded again and he seemed to loosen up a bit. "Did I cause you and that guy to break up?" I felt a little shocked, but quickly recovered. "No, not at all. Oliver and I had a little fight and he decided to act like a child about it. It became a little too much." Oscar nodded and looked around the room. "It's really nice in here. Art is my favorite pass time but I would never have the guts to post my art all around." He motioned to the art on the walls that other students have drawn. "Most of those are mine, Mr. Byers uses them as examples." He looked mildly impressed.

Oscar followed me out of the school and he walked off toward the buses. I got into Pete's car, seeing Brendon driving. "Hey kiddo." "Hey." He seemed to get the memo that I am upset and he drove me to my house, in silence. "Pete, Ty is upset." I shot a glare at Bren and he help up his hands in defense. "What's wrong?" I sighed and rubbed my face. "Oliver is acting like a fucking child and he called me emo. I fucking yelled at him and broke it off because he is pissing me off." Pete nodded and pulled me into a hug. "It'll be okay. Guys are assholes." I chuckled and pulled away. "I know they are, but I love some of them."