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A New Face

The next few days pass by in a blur and I whistle calmly to myself while I make my way to the music shop. I was thinking I might buy a new pair of drumsticks, I'm not sure though. I'm getting there later than usual, it's about 11:15. Maybe there will be some customers there, probably not many though.

The day isn't necessarily beautiful but I like it. It's a little chilly, and it's pretty cloudy. I usually like brighter colors but sometimes dark colors can be pretty nice too. There's a gentle breeze, and some colorful leaves drift by. Autumn is my favorite season. There's beautiful colors on the trees and the temperatures are always just right; not too hot, not too cold.

I see the music store now and I feel myself get excited. I mean I guess there's nothing special about drumming, is there? It's not like a drummer is really gonna help save lives or anything. Yet, I still smile at the thought.

I push the door open and am greeted by a guy named like Jake or something? I don't know to be honest, but he's been here a couple months I think. He seems alright, we bump fists. Then I take my time looking around to see if anything catches my eye.

Even though I'm trying to find drumsticks, something else catches my interest. There's another dude here, seems about my age. I can't see much about him, though. He's about my height, I think. He's got his back turned to me and a hoodie on.

Usually I just wanna run away from people and hide. Curse my social anxiety. But.. there's something different about this guy. I think? Maybe not, but he seems cool.

He's looking at ukuleles and I see him pick one up. It's nice looking, it's a little black around the edges and it gradually fades into a soft brown. He cradles it in his arms and strums it quietly. Then he looks around and puts his head down.

I frown as he puts the ukulele back, I feel like he'd probably be a pretty good player. Oh well though. In the meantime I've built up enough courage to say hello.

I slowly shuffle over there and my heart beats quickly but I don't turn around, I keep walking towards him.

Right as I open my mouth to speak he turns around and looks startled. He looks at me briefly and quickly looks down.

"My bad dude," he mumbles and starts to walk quickly away.

"Hey, wait up!" I call to him and he freezes.

"Yeah..?" He asks me and turns back around to face me.

"I uh um I like your hoodie," I offer stupidly.

Seriously Josh? It's a plain black hoodie, you sound so dumb right now. Just tell the poor guy your name! Ahhhh anxiety sucks.

He shrugs, "uh thanks, I guess you like just plain black then?" He says to me.

"Well, sure, but um like.." I gulp and take a deep breath.

"What I meant to say is, I'm josh, and uh you seemed cool so like I wanted to I guess say hi or something??" I take a quick breath after saying so much so fast.

I watch his eyes light up but then they quickly fade again. He has really nice eyes, honestly his whole face is pretty... well he's just pretty handsome. I don't mean that like in a gay way, not that I have anything against being gay, I just am not gay myself. I don't think. I don't know, he's just really nice looking.

"Oh uh really? Um well yeah I'm Tyler, Tyler Joseph" he shrugs again.

I smile at him and say "that's a really cool name! Super unique"

He raises his eyebrows and starts to talk "not really, there's like 3 Tyler's like just in my neighborhood I bet." He sighs, like the thought of somebody else having his name bothers him.

"Oh yeah I just I like your name, it's nice" I say.

"Well thanks, yours is cool too. By the way, why are you here?" He looks at me again and it almost looks like he's going to smile. But, nope, he keeps that depressed look on his face.

"Oh I drum, I'm not very good but I mean I'm okay I guess." I start to feel nervous and a little insecure. Seriously, what is a drummer ever going to accomplish anyways?

"Really?? That's sick, uh I mean that's cool." He looks embarrassed and shifts his eyes back down.

"Yeah it is pretty sick," I smile, "do you play anything?" I ask him, and he glances back up at me.

"Me? Pfttt, well I guess. I play a few things but I'm not very good like at all."

I suddenly get a burst of confidence and before I know it I'm asking something that people with crazy anxiety problems just. Do. Not. Ask. Ever.

"Uh well maybe I can hear you play sometime? Um you wanna like hang out at one of our houses and I can like give you my uh number or something??"

I try to act all cool and fine but I am totally freaking out. He's gonna think I'm insane and weird. Ughh. Except.. he actually smiles for a split second. Wow, he has an adorable smile. Like wow.

"That um that would be cool. Here can I see your phone? I'll put my number in, k?" He looks so hopeful and happy. I can't imagine why though, I'm sure he has tons of friends and a beautiful girlfriend. Whatever though.

"Of course dude," I hand him my phone and he puts his number in and texts himself saying "what's poppin'?"

I chuckle and take my phone back from him. For a second, as I'm looking at his hand, I see what looks like a cut or something under his hoodie sleeve. Probably nothing though.

"Well, I should probably get home but it was cool meeting you, Josh." He looks at me and almost smiles before he starts to walk away.

"You too, Tyler! Bye"

I'm smiling so hard. I'm so proud of myself, I can't believe this. I've never been able to make friends really.. I mean there's Debby, but that's not the same. I really feel like Tyler and I are going to be friends. I sure hope so.

A/N: hey, lovelies! I know that wasn't a very exciting way for Tyler to come in.. sorry! I hope you still enjoyed it though. Stay alive :D