Are You Dense Or Something? ❀Kellic/Cashby/Jalex❀ (BoyxBoy)

Digest Those Butterflies

Austin POV

"And then we ate in the food court!" Vic is currently filling me in on his little fun-filled weekend including a raven haired beauty with glass over diamond blue eyes that are good enough to make him wanna fall in love, his words not mine. "We even had like a full conversation, isn't that amazing?"

I smile a little at my best friend's excitement. "Vic, when are you gonna ask him out? I mean, you obviously want to, so what's holding you back?"

He runs his fingers through his hair and sighs. "I honestly don't think he'd say yes and I'm almost positive that he has better things to do than hang out with me, let alone go out."

"Then, how do you explain this weekend, hmm? It seems like he definitely wants to hang out with you. As far as date, I don't see why he wouldn't want to. You're a pretty swell guy." I shrug.

"Aw shucks, Austin is a sweetheart." He pinches my cheeks.

"Yeah, yeah. Now, off you go because I know you're just dying to daydream about the Kellinator. I, for one, have a bus to catch. Text me."

"Alright, see you later."

I really need a job so I can get money for things to help get through life. Such as a motor vehicle. The bus is cramped and I'm pretty sure that we'd all get injured one way or another due to the lack of seatbelts. There are so many kids yelling, cheering gum, dealing Pokémon cards, on their phones, laughing, shooting spitballs, you name it. It's quite hectic.

"I loathe the bus..." I mumble as I make my way towards the back.

I sit in my usual spot, starting out the window while Linkin Park rings through my ears.

Why does it feel like night today?

Something in here's not right today.

Why am I so uptight today?

Paranoia's all I got left

I don't know what stressed me first

Or how the pressure was fed

But I know just what it feels like

To have a voice in the back of my head

It's like a face that I hold inside

Like a face that awakes when I close my eyes

A face watches every time I lie

A face that laughs every time I fall

(And watches everything)

So I know that when it's time to sink or swim

That the face inside is hearing me

Right underneath my skin

I didn't have a chance to get to the chorus all thanks to some kid yanking out my ear buds. "What gives?"

"Are you new around here?" I look at the mystery person and I'm slightly taken back. He looks,well...hot. He has hair that sweeps just the right way, eyes that'd make you swoon and a cute little nose. Whoa, what was that about? I guess I was staring because he just gives me a confused look.

"Oh uh, no. I'm not new. I've been going here since freshman year." He slides into the seat next to me.

"Sorry I keep thinking that everyone around me is the clueless new kid who walks around unaware of their surroundings when in reality I'm that person. Were you listening to Papercut?" He spoke pretty quick, I'm surprised he didn't pass out.

"Yeah." I wasn't one for making conversation, especially on the bus.

"Are they your favorite band?" So, this kid doesn't get the hint.

"Kind of. Could you maybe not sit so close?" I actually didn't mind him sitting just a few inches away.

"Oh, sorry. Do you have something about personal space?"

"I just don't appreciate random stranger thinking they can come talk to me."

"Ooooooooooooo, you're pretty sassy. I like that. So, can I have your name?" This kid.

"I don't know, can you?"

"You sound like my third grade teacher. She was a real bitch. I swear she was out to get or something because everyday during recess, she'd make me sit out. Well, maybe I partially had something to do with it but it was strictly self-defense. If Aaron Pauley were to never cut my hair, then I wouldn't have kicked him where it counts. It's okay now though because we're like the best of friends. Hey, this is my stop." He gets up and I tried not to focus on how the back of his legs were against my knees. He makes his way down the aisle when I came to the conclusion that I should call him back.

"Wait." He turns around and mutters a 'yeah'. "I'm Austin."

He smiles and I decided that I wanted to see more of that. "Ashby, Alan Ashby." He makes fake gun noises and sprints off the bus

Alan.

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The next day, I was nonchalantly looking for a certain ginger. I wasn't sure as to why I was so interested in him. He was a sort of intriguing.

"Have you ever seen 500 Days of Summer?" A voice says from beside me.

Motherfuck.

"What?" I gasp out

"500 Days of Summer. It's my favorite movie. Were you on the lookout for a certain somebody of short stature and gorgeous locks?" He smirks.

The bus pulls up and I hop on as soon as the doors fling open. I make my way towards the back, Alan following suit. "Admit that you can't resist my charming ways."

"Whatever helps you sleep at night, ginger princess."

"Don't call me that!"

"What ate you going to do? Steal my soul?" I say in a teasing tone.

"Ha! Austin you're so funny man, you should be a comedian, goddamn." He jabs his finger into my chest.

I pout a little. "You poked my heart."

He rolls his eyes at that and looks out the window. I this as a chance to look at him. He's wearing something similar to what he did yesterday: black skinny jeans, Converse and a Guns N'Roses shirt. He only changed his top but that doesn't stop him from looking downright cute. Whoa. I don't know what's been up with me lately. I just met this kid the other day but I find him... I can't explain it but I just want to be around him.

"How's life going besides teasing innocent gingers?" He asks.

"Nothing really. I'm just bored a lot when I'm not with friends."

"Whoa, you have friends?" He says in a joking tone. At least I hope it was.

"Yes, because I'm amazing if you must know."

"Aww, keep telling yourself that."

I look over at him. "Do you not believe me?"

"I believe it when I see it."

"Alright then, find me at lunch one day and you'll see for yourself."

The bus comes to a halt and Alan gets up. "Yeah, yeah, yeah. Anyways I gotta go." I frowned, not wanting him to leave just yet.

"Well, I'll be seeing ya."

He turns around and chuckles. "Yeah, I hope not sporadically."

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