the wrong direction [COMPLETED]

one

day 1-introduction to your fellow students

"welcome, everyone, to the true direction! we all welcome you here and plan to help you on your journey to becoming a heterosexual! but first, we should introduce ourselves! we'll start at the end of the row. say your name and a fact about yourself! go on, don't be shy!"

"uh, my name is lyndsey, call me lynn, gunnulfsen, and my favorite band is twenty one pilots."

"my name is dallon weekes and i'm in a band called the brobecks back at home."

"my name is spencer smith and i play the drums."

"my name is jonathan, call me jon, walker, and i don't want to be here."

"none of us do," the tall girl next to me whispered to herself, me trying not to smile.

"mr walker, say a different fact, that was rude," marilee said sternly.

"ugh. fine. my name is jon walker and i don't think any of us want to be here."

"agreed," the guy named spencer muttered, jon looking at him like he was validated for his entire existence.

talk about fucking gay; and i like that.

"JONATHAN!"

"you're just going to make things worse, mom, don't," alex said, trying to calm his mother down.

"my name is hayley williams and my hair has been dyed orange since i was twelve."

ooh, next is cute boy.

"my name is ryan ross and i play the guitar."

1. ryan is a really cute name
2. guys who play the guitar are hot, especially him

"hello? brendon?" marilee said loudly, causing me to jump in my seat. "it's your turn."

"oh, yeah. my name is brendon urie and i'm in my school band back at home."

"my name is meagan camper and my favorite band is green day."

hm, i guess meagan is the name of the brunette tall girl next to me. she also has good music taste.

"my name is sarah orzechowski and i was born in detroit."

"my name is ashley frangipane and i was forced here against my will."

"weren't we all," jon said loudly, marilee sending both ashley and jon a menacing glare.

"my name is marilee travis, and i opened the true direction in 1988!"

"they let you keep this place running for 30 years? jesus, these damn straight people."

"mr walker, do i have to punish you?"

"no. sorry."

"punish me, daddy," spencer whispered to jon comedically, making him want to screech.

i like these kids already; especially jon, spencer, and ryan. they seem funny. also, jon and spencer are definitely gay for each other; it doesn't take a fucking rocket scientist to figure that out.

and ryan's hot, so, yeah.

"my name is alex travis and i am marilee's son."

"that must be so fucking bad," ryan whispered to me.

"i know right. 20 bucks he's coincidentally gay for that guy, jack."

"bet. it's on, urie."

"okay, ladies and gentlemen, you may now go back to your cabins and do whatever you would like, as long as it follows the guidelines here at the true direction. shoo, shoo!"

we all got up and sprinted out, all of us heading to our designated cabin.

dallon opened the door to the boys cabin first, leaving it there for us. he seems nice.

we all found our beds, mine, of course, being next to ryan's. this was honestly fucking great; being next to the guy i was already falling for.

the bed order from left to right went me, ryan, spencer, jon, dallon.

the more i think about the people in the cabin, the more i think, "wow, there are hardly any people in here. only five gay guys who were forced here against their will."

"hey, guys, since we're going to be in this hellhole for awhile, why don't we get to know each other?" suggested spencer, everyone nodding, jon replying with, "sure, why not?"

"first off, how'd you guys get caught?" asked dallon.

i started.

"my sister caught me jacking off to gay porn and told my parents. and then boom, here i am."

jon went next.

"i didn't even get caught, i just came out to my parents and they sent me here to this bitch fest. and i fucking hate it already, especially with that marilee motherfucker running it. the only thing that isn't making me want to slit my throat at the moment is you guys, you all seem okay."

then ryan.

"my dad found my porn magazines in my mattress. i don't think he liked them."

that caused spencer to laugh a bit and me to giggle.

"my aunt caught me making out with my boyfriend from home in my room. his name's ryan," confessed dallon.

"well, that's a happy coincidence," said ryan.

dallon laughed, spencer then telling his story last.

"my parents found my search history on my computer. let's just say it was not very heterosexual or family acceptable."

"well, that's fun. um...do any of you guys have a boyfriend at home?" jon questioned.

"i have one, like i mentioned before. his name's ryan seaman."

"i don't have one, but i used to. his name was dan keyes, but he moved away to new jersey," ryan explained.

ryan is single? fucking score.

spencer shook his head and said, "i don't have one."

"me neither," jon and i answered at the same time.

"that means we have four of you left to ship together," dallon whispered. "all in favor of shipping jon and spencer say i!"

"i!" ryan and i screeched at the same time.

spencer looked confused, but jon then said, "i."

"all in favor of shipping ryan and brendon, say i!" screamed spencer.

"i!" jon, dallon, and spencer all bellowed.

ryan was trying not to laugh while i could feel myself getting more flustered by the minute.

ryan just looked at me with a smile and shrugged, making the other boys go insane, which led to screeching.

and that also led to jack knocking on our door and bellowing, "quiet down, guys!"

"this is not as bad as i thought it would be," i said, jon agreeing by nodding his head.

"you guys are already fucking awesome," jon added.

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i have been so obsessed with blink-182 and the brobecks lately