Day One Dimrity's P.O.V
"Hi, my name is Dimrity," I started casually, that went downhill soon enough. "weshareamutualfriendhisnameisTylerr. Nice to meet you, Andrew."
Yes, I am aware that I am an idiot. All this was doing was making him uncomfortable. To make things worse, I also mumbled 'hey that rhymed' loud enough for him to hear. He spun around to face me, albeit frightened and quickly turned his head down.
"Uh, nice to meet you too...Dimrity." He quickly looked up and gave me a tight line-like smile, then he proceeded to look back at the floor in front of his locker, gathering his homework for the end of the day. his dark brown fringe veiled his clouded green eyes.
Clearly, he was willing to do anything to avoid talking to me any longer but I was desperate to get a conversation out of him.
"I, uh, really like your shirt," he was wearing a Black Parade tee, a classic but rarely seen in my small school.
"Thanks," he said quietly, his neck beginning to turn a bright shade of red. I probably wouldn't have heard him if I didn't have the biggest crush humanity has ever seen. Which I do by the way.
Hesitantly, he choked out, "What's your favorite song from the album?"
"'Sleep'" has to be my favorite," I answered meekly newly aware this conversation was actually happening.
His expression changed completely, for the first time he actually looked up but right next to my head like a blind man. So close.
"Great taste," he said simply with a faint smile. "Well I, uh, I have to go? My girlfriend...and yeah...well, good talking to you," He looked directly into my eyes this time. They were so green. I was granted and awkward and slanted but genuine smile, and then he met up with who I think was his girlfriend.
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