Depths •||• scomiche

3.

he smiled at me and went to a seat. wowowow he has the best smile i've ever seen.

u:
I'M NOT KIDDING HE LITERALLY WENT TO THE OTHER SIDE OF THE ROOM AS SOON AS HE SAW ME

ozzie:
o

u:
should i say something

ozzie:
bitch no wth

let him wAit for you

hoying got out a notebook and a pen. he started sketching something and i was dying to know what it was.

u:
lord please let him turn around so i can see his face

ozzie:
sorry m8 gotta go

also the french teacher is a SNACK

u:
ew bye

i laughed, locked my phone and noticed that a few other people had walked into the room.

i looked over at the hoying guy. he was so concentrated on his note book, it was so cute.

i didn't even notice that the teacher walked in before he started speaking.

"hello class, i'm mr. sanders and i'll be teaching english to you all." he said with a deep voice.

a lot of people started complaining just at the thought of english and writing essays and tests and shit.

"just going to check if everyone's here." the teacher got out a list and started naming names.

"hoying?" no response.
"hoying?" again, no response. he was so busy sketching that he didn't hear the teacher.
"ugh, scott hoying?"

"what? oh, yeah, sorry." hoying said. scott? his name is scott. what a perfect name ugh.

i got out my phone and texted troye.

u:
scott

ozzie:
really? thats such a cute name

u:
scott hoying

^

:)))

ozzie:
bitch please

you need to get to know him before you can get all sappy and shit

u:
i know but no

aNxiEtY

ozzie:
i feel u

"grassi?" mr. sanders called.

"here." i turned off my phone and responded.

my eyes automatically trailed off to hoyi- scott and i don't know why.
well, i do know why. because he's so pretty.

i felt my phone vibrate and saw that it was a text from troye.

ozzie:
whats he doin

u:
hes drawing :)

drawing...

hes looking this way help me

scott looked my way for a slight second before immediately turning his head back to his paper.

ozzie:
what did he do

u:
he looked at me for one second before looking away

what does that mean

ozzie:
he probably likes you

u:
really ???

ozzie:
idfk im just saying something

or he can FEEL you staring at him.

u:
isn't that a thing

that you can feel when someone's looking at you

ozzie:
listen

i have no clue

what i do know is i have to go do french or something

so bye

i put my phone away and focused on the teacher.

-

the entire class was just mr. sanders blabbing about useless stuff and me staring at scott.

we didn't even get an assignment or anything, which is fine, but still.

when class was over i went to search for troye.

u:
where tf r u hun

ozzie:
our room

come here

we can get coffee

at starbucks because we're basic

u:
cumming

troye:
fUckk

i laughed and went to our dorm room. me and troye's humor is gay and gross.

i walked up to out room and slammed the door open.

"hi bitch!" i said, scaring troye a lot.

"stop!" he laughed and stood up from his bed.
"let's get coffee."

i nodded and put my bag on my bed.

"i haven't had coffee in, like, three days." i said, following him outside.

-

side note:

i picture mitch as how he looked before he grew the stach and scott as how he does now sort of, but you can picture them any way you want.

you want 2010 fetus scott n mitch? go for it

i literally don't care. but i am gonna say on some occasions like what outfit they wear and shit but not like 'ohh mitch had his bright ass purple ass hair in a ponytail' idfk so yeah

thanks for reading and should i do like a question at the end of each chapter? yeh? ok i will stop screaming at me.

what's your favorite color?

mine is black like my soul (wow EMO)
and blue like scott's eyes

pls vote and comment and ily all sorry for swearing so much i can't help it ❤❤