Chapter 43//Troye

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Troye
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Before I can even blink it's Spring break. Normally I would be dreading this time with every thing that I possibly have. Not this year though. I don't go home on spring break. I I'd leave campus though.

The choir and theatre classes go on a camping trip during break every single year. Yovanna and Ms. Kale have proven again and again that being out there is a learning and bonding experience for all of us. Sometimes it helps fix dysfunctional groups. It's two weeks to help us get focused on what really matter, the big performance. The choir has been recording tracks for the production the choir will have a concert the day before opening night. I've got a busy schedule after spring break. I'm actually glad for this break.

"Troyler, do you have all your things packed? The buses are leaving in a few minutes." Connor says as he walks into the room. Connor is traveling to Hawaii for break, somewhere that he has been at least twenty times. A few years ago someone in his family married a Hawaii native so they visit Hawaii a lot.

"Just have to grab my sweater." I say reaching behind Tyler to pick my sweater up then shrug it over my head. Tyler rolls his suitcase across the room and I follow suit. We are just about to leave the room when Connor pipes up.

"Do you have condoms and lube? I don't think two sex addicts like yourself can go two weeks with out getting it on." Tyler's face turns a bright shade of red as he flips Connor off then he walks out of the room. I follow his example after giving Connor a proper goodbye and a wink.

I find Tyler waiting for me in the common room. His face has returned to his natural shade of marshmallow perfection. He looks slightly annoyed but he takes my hand as he starts to walk out of the room with his bag in his other hand. I follow him out of the door, glancing around at the grass where the flowers are in bloom. It's funny to think that just a few weeks ago Tyler and I where having snowball fights in this field. Tyler keeps looking straight ahead dragging me along like he thinks they will leave without us.

We make it to the bus and see that they have decided to cram all of us into one bus. I bet anything they are going to try to make an exercise out of this. They let Tyler and I sit down on the bus before they look over our seating arrangement seeming displeased.

"Listen up!" Yovanna calls looking a bit bored with talking even though he has barely started. Yovanna is a strange man. He's either over expressive and excited or bored and cold. "We are going to start this trip with a challenge."

"We would like you to switch seats. You are all too comfortable. We want to push you out of your comfort zone on this trip. Please go sit by someone who you wouldn't usually talk to. By the time we get to camp I want you to be able to tell me at least three facts about your new friend that you can't tell by looking at them." I lean down to peck Tyler on the cheek before looking around for someone I don't usually talk to. Well that's most of these people. I decide on a girl with long reddish hair in a French braid. She has a slim pale face that is scattered with freckles. Her nose has the perfect slope to ending with two almost perfectly proportioned nostrils. She has the biggest blue eyes I have ever seen. The blue is intense and dark.

"Hi I'm Troye Mellet." I say awkwardly as I sit down next to her. I can't for the life of me remember her name but I remember that she played the lead in last year's production. I think she's a year older than me.

"I'm Ana Slayter." Ana! Of course she sings and she and Trevor Moran have a thing I think. She's an amazing actress. She is easily the most talented female on this bus. She rubs her arms somewhat nervously and I begin talking to try and set her at ease.

"I think our boyfriends are talking to each other." I point to Trevor and Tyler who already seem to be chatting about something. She looks over to Trevor and smiles widely. That is so freaking cute. Is that how I look when I talk about Tyler? That's how Tyler looks at me.

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