𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟑-

𝙉𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙮'𝙨 𝙥𝙤𝙫

''So where are you from?'' he asked ''Oh I'm from Colorado'' I say back trying to ignore the awkward silence. Shit this is so awkward, this is so embarrassing why is this boy actually kind of hot though? He looks like the kind off boy that maybe plays an instrument or is in a band, there's so much I want to know about him but I don't know where to start. ''So what do you do in your spare time'' I quizzed. ''What?'' he said back fuck this was awkward. ''I mean do you have like a hobby or something'' I asked again. ''Oh yeah I'm in a band and were trying to make a go of it'' he said plainly. ''Really how often do you do gigs'' I questioned again, ''Quite often hey were doing a gig tonight you should come along'' he said as he looked into my eyes quickly then turned away. ''Sure why not I've got nothing else to do where is it?'' I hope it isn't in a club because my mom would actually kill me. ''A pub in town I'll write it down at lunch and give it to you'' he whispered as we got closer the the room and thank god because I don't think I could've handled anymore of the awkward silence. ''Okay'' I say quickly.

''Well your in here so I guess I'll see you later'' he turned to me with a small grin then walked off, ''Okay bye'' I call to him down the hall he waves then carries on walking. God he was cool. I walk into my class and go to the teacher. ''Hi I'm Nancy I'm new'' I exclaim,  ''Hi Nancy I'm Mr. Williams here is your seat'' he says as he shows me to my seat, its next to this boy with dark mid length hair. ''This is Dave your new partner'' he introduces me to him and all I could think about is how there was going to be many uncomfortable silences to come. He hands me a book and I sit down and pull out my pencil case. ''Hi I'm Dave,  Dave Grohl'' he introduces himself, ''Hi I'm Nancy nice to meet you'' we awkwardly shake each others hand. ''So you like Math or nah?'' he asks but he probably already knows the answer I mean who actually likes math? ''I fucking hate it'' I reply with a smirk. ''Same here its so fucking useless'' he chuckles and then starts writing notes down. ''So are you from here or from out of town'' he asks sounding curious, ''I'm from Colorado what about you?'' I ask back. ''I'm from Ohio'' he replies plainly. ''Oh nice'' I said sounding extremely stiff.

Lord get me out of here why is all my conversations so awkward all the time, I think (I know) that I'm the problem and how I definitely have fucking social issues. But the bell rings and I walk to the lunch hall and I choose a table that's empty and pull out my sandwich when Kurt comes over with a note-

𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝟕

𝑴𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒚'𝒔 𝒑𝒖𝒃

𝑪𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒏𝒖𝒕 𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒆

𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒚𝒂 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆

𝒌𝒖𝒓𝒕 ;)

Okay well it could be fun I guess, I mean it won't hurt to hear him sing or play or whatever he does. I guess I'm going there tonight.


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