Johnnie has had difficulties with bullies, his dad's death, and his ex. Things happen and become to much for him. He does something terrible then realizes he's in love... *If you don't like smut, I'll warn you on those chapters. Love you seagulls*

'Please just let me not get a roommate. Please!' I thought as I walked through the school to the office. "Hello, How may I help you?" Asked an elderly woman, sitting at a desk. "I'm new here," I said. "Ah, so you're going to need a room, aren't you?" she asked. I nodded yes and filled out the various forms. The woman buzzed someone to come down the office as I finished signing his name. A few moments later a girl with purple hair came into the office. "Alex, this is Kyle. Can you show him to room 207 please?" Alex nodded yes and she and I left the office. "Here's your room," Alex said, knocking on the door. "Sorry, Johnnie's been...a bit out of it recently." I gave her a confused look and she opened the door. It was pitch black in the room. "Johnnie?" asked Alex softly. There was a sniffling sound and some shuffling. "Well when you're done playing turtle, you've got a new roommate. This is Kyle," Alex said, pushing me into the room like she was feeding a lion. I tripped over my own suitcase, landing on the floor. I noticed that the door had been closed and Alex had left... ------------------------------------- So if you haven't caught on this is a Kohnnie (Kyle x Johnnie) Fanfic. Yes I know this is the possibly the worst description ever but at least its something. THE SEQUEL IS UP ITS CALLED TERRIFIED

What if you could hear them? The thoughts they deigned not reasonable enough to say out loud, the things not suitable for even a giggly teenage gossip conversation. Would it be a blessing or a curse? Troye, the unlucky teenager bestowed with this 'gift', thinks of it as a curse, with good reason. Do you know how hard it is to keep a relationship with someone when you know exactly what they think of you? Impossible. It's impossible. Or at least that's what Troye thinks, considering he's given up on even trying to make it work. He's different, people shun different. People hate different. And it's better to go under the radar, to be nothing, than to be hated. Right? Tyler, on the other hand, has taken a different approach to a similar problem. No, he can't 'read minds', but he does have a part of himself he doesn't want a soul to know about. He's quarterback, every girl's dream guy, an academic mastermind, and he's also gay. He's seen how different kids get treated, hell, he's been the one to treat them that way before. Why on Earth would he ever wish that on himself? No, it's easier to hide, to be someone you're not, than to be hated. Right?