Your The Angel In My Life

"TeamSpeak Stress"

*Zak POV*

Ever since my little "chit chat" with Dave in the Kissing Booth, things between me and Darryl have gotten a bit.... lets say... awkward. Talking to him used to be second nature to me, but now it's like rocket science. I wish I could say he didn't notice my sudden change in gestures and attitude, but he sadly began to pick up on the vibe. Yea, he is pretty slow in the brain, I agree; this time, he was able to tell something was up right away. Maybe this is a sign hes returning the feelings? I hope so. All I can do now is just wait... and wait... and wait... and..

"UGHHHH! I CAN'T JUST WAIT HERE FOR HIM TO CONFESS TO ME!" I say, sitting upright in my bed that I was once laying in. I began to miss the comfort of the warmth the sheets provided, so I laid myself back down. I threw my hands onto my face, covering it, then wiping my face downward, slowly.

I'd take a quick glance over to my second of the three monitors I had. All I could see was the background I had set for that screen. It was a picture Darryl and I had taken just a few months back, about a few days after my "coming out" experience with the blood god himself. The infamous app, TeamSpeak, caught my eye. 

"I should see who is on I guess.." I mumble to myself while propping myself upright on my bed. I began the short trudge from my bed to my gaming chair, and made it to the chair, unscathed. I sat down and logged onto TS to see that Darryl was the only one actually online. 

"Figured he'd be on... He never gets off of Teamspeak."

I hesitantly began to shift my mouse over to the join button so I could join the channel Darryl was in. I slowly applied pressure to the right click button on my mouse, until I finally heard the noise I didn't want to hear. 

*Click*

*Darryl POV*

I've noticed for the past several months, Skeppy, I mean Zak- has been acting a bit off. He was never nervous around me, actually he was the boldest person I knew. Ok I might have lied, sorry, but hes one of the most bold people I've ever met. Now, suddenly, after that talk with Dave, he's changed, and not for the better. I miss the old Zak so much. He made me laugh, smile, scream, rage- even though I never liked that part of him, I still miss it so much- and now that's all gone because of, I think, that kissing booth conversation.

"I need to talk about this to Zak. But how...?" I question myself, hoping for a crisp, clear answer.

"Oooh! I know! I'll wait in TeamSpeak for him, and hope he joins. Perfect."

I join the TS channel, waiting for his arrival. Every minute that passes by puts more and more stress on my shoulders. I begin forming scenarios in my head of how it might all go down. None of them end out good. I sigh in frustration, finally giving up on the hopeless thought of it. 

"I'll just sing to myself to help calm my nerves." as I begin to drop the bass. Just as I'm about the drop the bass all I hear is:

User has been moved to your channel

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Ah ha ha. Guess whos back bisheshsehshs. nah jk yall my lovlies <3 <3

b day was good..... got my new laptop (which im using rn B) ) and uh...

got my ears pierced........ i have a big fear of needles... YAYYYYYYYYYY

but yea thats the last time ill ever take such a large break unless its something like school related n such, yknow?

i missed u guys <3 <3

signing off fornow

-the cheerful and in pain author <3