Mellifluous - Tronnor

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C O N N O R

Troye told me about what he would be doing during Social Studies, and when I entered the class with Kian, I couldn't help but be nervous for him. Nobody else, aside from the teacher of course, knew what he was planning to do, so when everyone had calmed down and the teacher stood up to explain that Troye, "the new kid", was going to ask something very important and that nobody'd leave class until he got the answer, pretty much everyone looked confused.

"Yo, Connor, do you know what's going on?" Kian whispered, leaning sideways.

"Yeah, I just hope he doesn't break down in front of everyone..." I answered the boy next to me, feeling concerned. It wasn't a light subject, and the wound was still fresh. I don't think I'd be able to do what he was about to do. What I'd just said resulted into Kian furrowing his brows and looking at me, clearly anticipating an explanation. I didn't answer though, as the boy in question entered the room.

He didn't walk in alone though, there were people with him. He entered with an entourage of five people walking behind and besides him. I recognised two of them , Kayla and Kerri, as we had spent sunday together. I smiled at him, but he didn't even smile back at me, though I could see him scanning the crowd and focusing his eyes on me a bit longer than on the others.- though that may have just been wishful thinking. He looked nervous, and it was obvious that everyone else in class saw that too. Some of them started laughing, while other shifted in their seats- a tad uncomfortable that this new kid had a whole team of people standing with him and was about to ask something very important. The one ting I saw in everyone though, was questions. Because honestly, what important thing could he even ask? Now, I knew what it was, but nobody else had and idea. Well, except for the one person that tweeted out the lyrics.

Mrs Lovell didn't seem to want to waste any time, as she immediatley greeted everyone in Troye's presence. To say he looked unconfortable was an understatement, and the one thing I wanted to do most now, was to run up to him and to ki- no, hug him, tell him that it would be alright and he'd be done within a matter of seconds.

"So, class, I'll let Troye have the word now." She walked back to her chair, and crossed her arm, waiting for the kid in front of class to talk. A girl with blonde hair was standing besides one of the tables in front of the classroom, and Troye, as no one was sitting there, sat down on the table, his feet resting on the chair. Others followed suit, with the blonde girl still standing next to Troye, and Kayla and Kerri sitting down next to him. The other two, of who i had no idea who they were, went to pick up two chairs and sit with them.

Kian was nudging me with his elbow, clearly demanding attention. But I didn't give him any, as the nervous Australian had started to speak. His whole posture became a bit more relaxed and confident, though his shoulders were still tense and he was searching with his eyes, looking for whomever could be the one who would be confessing soon.

"So, you probably don't know this about me, but when I first came here and the first thing I said I liked to do was sing, I really meant it. But, before I'm going to ask you what I'm going to ask, I want to ask you something else. Something about trust and respect. I want to know for sure, that nobody will talk about this with anyone. Well, no. That's not true. I don't mind you telling anyone about this, but I want to make clear that I don't like people invading my privacy, and I have strict policies against that. Emma," he pointed towards the blonde girl next to him, "my manager, is the one helping me with that. I'm about to tell you guys something I- I didn't want to- to tell you." He swallowed and looked down, breaking his gaze with the now silent room of students. Well, silent, there were some whispering amongst themselves in confusion, but most were silent, gaping at the boy. I mean, I guess the words 'I have a manager', are pretty impressive. I myself couldn't help but be impressed with that.