The Plan (Troyler AU)

Prologue

They completed each other. They fit together perfectly, as if they’d been connected all their lives, rather than a few months. No one really knew exactly how they completed each other. Of course, it naturally wasn’t really relevant in other people’s lives. Most high school seniors were way too focused on achieving grades just high enough to score them a college application, not to mention trying to remake the scenic senior year pictured in movies, that happy-go-lucky ‘we’ll be united and friends for the rest of our lives’ crap that’s spoon-fed to us as children, so noticing their surroundings wasn't exactly in the cards.

I’ m the only one that noticed the soft way their gazes would meet, quickly darting away as soon as it was made. The way sometimes, when they hugged, it lasted a few seconds too long for a platonic relationship. The way they were constantly smiling or laughing when they were together. I saw it all. I saw the way they were in total sync with each other, the way if one was smiling, the other was smiling, if one was crying, the other would be holding them with tears trailing down their face.

But I also saw the way they hid it all, from others, and themselves.

One, a transfer student from Australia, come to Michigan bringing a darling accent, a perfect smile, and brilliant blue eyes. He loved singing and acting, and while he could be quiet, he could also be insanely loud. He either hadn’t realized he was gay, or he wasn’t ready to come out, and personally I believed the latter. I saw the way he would be staring at boys, before he realized what he was doing and would quickly switch his gaze desperately towards the girls, anxious to keep his secret from his friends.

The other was fully out of the closet by the end of freshman year, with thick-rimmed glasses perpetually perched on the end of his nose, unflinching enthusiasm towards any challenge, and hair he was constantly experimenting with. He’d have lilac hair one week, his natural sandy blonde the next. He was very smart, although his group of friends wasn’t the geeks or nerds. He was incredibly conspicuous in the best way possible, somehow managing to walk down the hallway like he owned it while also managing to blend into the crowd somewhat.

However, none of this connecting thing would have happened without a little help.

Troye Mellet, the transfer, hung out with the stereotypical choir boys, who all had a facade- to adults, quiet, responsible, hard-working boys, to other students, rowdy, imbecilic creatures who cared about nobody but themselves. Troye, of course, was nothing like this- he kept to himself amongst his ‘friends’, mainly to hide the fact that -mannerism wise- he stuck out like a sore thumb around his associates.

Tyler Oakley’s accompaniment was normally the same people-  Alfie Deyes,Joe Sugg, Tanya Burr, and Jim Chapman. All very nice people, but all very separate, belief, action, and speech wise. Alfie, Joe, Tanya, and Jim were all transfer students traveling from England on a special project at their old school, although they had decided to complete an entire education here. Tyler and his friends were sweet, and accepting of everyone- all depending on who accepted them.

So, in other words, Troye and Tyler had never spoken a word to each other before I came into the picture. They were on separate hemispheres of the high school social system.

And I, the weird, silent girl, wanted to change all that.

But I guess I better tell you the story from the beginning, so here we go.