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0.2

not edited bc im a lazy asshole ;)
\\michael's pov//
i was walking last class,music. today was the slowest day ever, i'm so glad that its over.
i walked down the hallway and turned into the music class room, all eyes were on me.
shit..i was late...again
the teacher turned around to look at me.
"ah,you must be the new student, michael was it?" he asked and i nodded.
"welcome, i'm mr.armstrong (wink wink), you can have a seat in the back next to luke." he smiled, i nodded again.
fuck. the only seat that was open was next to the guy that i bumped into this morning.
he looked at me with disgust, on the way to me seat a beautiful girl with blonde hair stopped me. "i love your leggings where did you get them?" she smiled,wow she has perfect teeth.
oh jesus of suburbia, god save the fucking queen! (i literally say this irl) no one ever talked to me before.. i took took out my phone and i typed hot topic in notes.
"cool we should go shopping together after school!" i smiled, actually fucking smiled. sure, i typed. i walked to my seat and sat down. "luke" glared at me. "hey fag, what were you doing talking to my girlfriend," he snapped.
luckily i didn't have to respond because mr. armstrong finally spoke up. "because its the first day, i learn about your taste in music, it might help me teach each of you better. when i call you up you have to sing us your favorite song." this is even worse than talking to luke. "because its his first year here, first up is michael!" at least i don't have to talk, but i have a terrible singing voice. i hesitantly got up and grabbed the guitar that mr. armstrong was holding out to me.
i was shaking so bad. i started playing i'm not okay (i promise).
"w-we-well if you wanted honesty, that's all you had to say. i never want to let you down or have you go, it's better off this way. fo-for all the dirty looks, the photographs your boyfriend took,re-remember when you broke your foot from jumping out the second floor? i'm not okay, i'm not okay, i'm not okay, yo-you wear me out. wha-what will it take to show you that it's not the life it seems? i've told you time and time again you sing the words but don't know what it means.
t-to be a joke and look, another line without a hook. i-i held you close as we both shook for the last time take a good ha-hard lo-"
i was cut off my mr. armstrong and the rest of the class clapping, i felt my cheeks start to heat up. "michael, you have an amazing voice. okay, next is ashton!"
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"last is luke!"
luke stood up and grabbed the guitar. i recognized the song he was playing right away. it was i write sins not tragedies.
the song was over before i knew it and look was already back in his seat.
"okay, i know that you're all gonna hate me for this but who's ready for a group project!" the whole class groaned. "i'm going to pair you up using the music genre of the song you sang. you have to write a song and the preform it in front of the class
at the end of the semester. okay, so first group is, ashton and calum." the two boys beside luke cheered. "next is sara and hayley, alex and jack, patrick and pete, andy and jak-" i tuned out for a while until i heard my name. "and lastly michael and luke"
im not o-fucking-kay

[a/n
well this was a long ass chapter if i do say so myself.
this is probably my favorite chapter so far and i haven't updated in forever. btw sara is just a nice person i didn't want to make her some two faced bitch or some shit i wanted her and michael to become friends just for the hell of it. hope you guys like it
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