You're Crazy

green blue maybe grey???

I walked into class holding my breath as I fiddled with my hai trying not to look akward. Both my head and my feet had something in common. They were heavy.

Id started at a new school and it was my first day.. "Layton take a seat please." the voice wasn't aggressive but it sounded like it didn't appreciate me being in the room. I looked up to see who was speaking it was the teacher of course, a heavy looking probably 40 year old "yes ma'am" I looked around the class trying not to scan anyone's face but also find a chair I sat towards the middle around a group of country boys "great" I murmured aloud

I could hear everyone whispering,talking, scoffing.

"Whatever it doesn't matter they're not talking about me right?" I thought to myself rolling my eyes internally

I felt someone tip my chair back I yelped before standing up and looking behind me " piss off!" Oh god did I really just say that? That's fucking embarrassing I felt my face turn red yeah they definitely where talking about me at least a little bit ..

The whole class was boring and just stupid so I won't bore you with anymore details

Towards the end of class I fumbled through my things trying to find my planner. Of course I couldn't find it this new school was just great! I must've dropped the planner?? I stood in the hall finally pulling my planner out of my pocket. It was all folded up oh right,  Id totally forgotten I'd put it in there I felt two people on both sides of me bump my shoulders at the same time,

"Didn't see you there sorry loner" one scoffed.

I realized they where the ones sitting around me in class.

Again it didn't matter I wasn't a loner it was just my first day and y'know I hadn't met ANYONE yet god I hope that at least some kids aren't complete asses

I went to turn around not looking up I bumped into another one of the kids. "shit im sorry" I quitely spoke looking up he was at least three maybe four inches taller than me,

Green/blue maybe grey??? eyes, curly brown hair, and a hat with some company and the American flag embroidered on it

I knew I was in deep shit now, he seemed angry as he stuck one of his hands out

I closed my eyes and started trying to square up

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"Are you lost" he said taking my planner from my hand with a small chuckle. I stood in place before finally responding as I shook my head horizontally (side to side for my slow ppl 😘)  "uh yeah kinda" he looked at the planner for a second "you can come with me I've got the same class" I nodded holding my hands together behind my back. I realized I was making myself look kinda small so I puffed out my chest slightly "By the way I'm ian" he murmured as he speed up  "Layton" I said with a small smile "I know" he replied .

His legs where long so I was doing a light jog behind him as he effortlessly walked

We finally got to class and he distanced himself from me sitting at an empty  table I took the hint and sat two tables away as the class started I realized it was history after the first ten minutes Ian had realized his friends weren't coming so he came and sat next to me.

"Where'd you move from?" I realized he had a mullet "gross" I thought trying to get a better look at it but he snatched my glasses off which took my attention back to his question "oh, new Hampshire" I sighed grabbing at his hand for my glasses "don't break those I just got them and I'll be pissed " ian looked back at me "and then what" I rolled my eyes of course he came over just to pick on me I thought "I'll beat your ass" I scoffed blinking hard I wasn't sure if I couldn't or couldn't take him but I was sure I could try he stood up behind me as I spoke so I turned around to look at him "do something" spit flew from his mouth and landed on my lip "gross say it don't spray it!" I felt eyes on me as ian looked past me "ian sit down" the young teacher spoke she was probably 25-ish Ian sat and groaned

I tried to suppress my laugh "stupid fuck" i replied to his groans of frustration he pushed me almost out of my chair  as he started writing I assume for some kind of project or maybe notes? whatever, I got a better look at him as he looked down concentrated on his paper  he was actually cute but I hated mullets so not like actually hot.

"What the fuck are you looking at" he seemed genuinely upset but I knew it was just him trying to be tough or I guess I assumed I didn't know him well yet

3rd person switch :)

"Nothing" Layton looked away and rested his chin on his hand starting to doodle on his paper

"Do you have a pencil I can borrow babe?, Shit I mean Layton sorry"

Layton looked away as he started blushing for no apparent reason "yeah here" he rolled his pencil over to ian still looking away "thanks"

"Fuck I have to be with you all day" he looked over his  face still a little pink Layton bit his lip and raised an eyebrow (accidentally light skin stare ) "what do you mean" he realized Ian was looking at his planner "every class but the last one" layton frowned a little bit before fixing his face "you don't have to be up my ass all day"

Ian opened his mouth to speak but it took him a second to find something "you're always looking at me like you want me to be though" 'whatever" he said aloud this time

Layton pov again

We bonded basically all day except the last class we had been together since most of his freinds wherent there I walked out without him and tripped over one of Ian's friends feet and landed on ian as he stuck his hands out not making much effort but still catching me regardless as I scrambled to my feet he let go and walked off as if he didn't know me

"Thanks" I said under my breath once more

My last class was fine or I guess normal I was late since I didn't have anyone to help me find the class( Ian had run off with his freinds If you couldn't tell from context clues)

The teacher didn't care though the class was art and it was kinda pointless. At the end of the day once I was on the way home about a block away from school an out of breath layton ran up behind me. "theres-" he paused to catch his breath "there's a party tonight, you can come if you want and I'd like if you did" he passed me a slip of paper and ran off again the paper red

"Party place + time quarry lane 7-11
I'll pick you up if you need me to, call me (he left his number below)
Try to wear something to fit in "

His hand writing sucked, I smiled to myself wanting to come  I pulled my phone out and texted him "I don't have any yee-yee shit sorry"

He replied
I: "Are you busy?

L: "No"

I: "Come over I'll give you some of mine"

I kept walking as I typed back and almost got ran over "fuck" I ran not apologizeing to the driver  as I looked back down at my phone I saw "Ian texting..." Finally a message popped up

I: "Look both ways before you cross the road"

I looked back at the truck  which was parked at a stop light

L: "That was you??"

I: "Doesn't matter anyways here's my address"

I was so ready to come over I started thinking random shit that I didn't Wanna think "maybe I could seduce him into being gay or smth idk"

This chapter/part is a lil long (my bad) I'll try to make them shorter :) at max 800 words long lolz

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I know this chapter moved fast for being the first one but i suck at making opening plots but I hope y'all enjoyed

-somherst🌠🎵🫶