《[DISCONTINUED] the swingset -Tyrus》3
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TJ's pov
I had spoken to my mom about letting Cyrus stay with us. Let's just say it took a lot of convincing before she agreed, but it was all worth it.
Yesterday, Cyrus moved his stuff into my house, so everything is here already. We have school today, and I just woke up from sleeping for about 2 hours.
I walk to Cyrus' room and see him sleeping peacefully in bed, lightly snoring. It was an adorable sight, and I almost didn't even wanna wake him up.
Knowing I had to, I tiptoed over to his bed, and shook him lightly.
He groaned and moved on his other side, facing the wall.
I chuckled to myself lightly, and whispered his name. When he finally opened his eyes, he looked at me, and a small smile appeared on his lips. God I love that smile.
"Good morning Tj" Cyrus exclaimed with a bright smile.
He sat up and looked at the clock and then looked back to me.
"good morning muffin" I whispered, hoping not to wake up the rest of the family.
"We should go get ready for school. I don't wanna be late. Although it would be nice to skip school, I don't wanna end up failing math" I said smiling.
"Again" I added, my smile turning into a frown.
I could tell Cyrus was frowning too, so I quickly smiled, not wanting to ruin his good mood.
The silence was killing me, and I could tell it was doing the same to Cyrus too.
I decided to say something but was cut off by Cyrus.
"Come on" He said , getting up and grabbing my hand.
He pulled me towards the stairs, and I finally knew he was taking me to get breakfast.
Once we got downstairs, I made Cyrus and I, some cereal, and we sat at the table in silence.
It was a good silence though.
When I finished my food, I put it in the sink, and ran upstairs to get changed.
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Once Cyrus and I, were done getting ready we began walking to school.
He was oddly silent, which worried me.
"Are you alright?" I asked in a worried tone.
"I'm fine." Cyrus replied in a stern voice.
I knew he wasn't ok, and I wanted to know more, but I didn't wanna bother him, or ruin his mood. I'll just ask him about it later. If I get the chance to.
Cyrus' pov
I felt bad for lying to Tj, and telling him I was ok, but I didn't want him to worry about me.
But of course he would ask about it later. It's like he can sense my emotions, and it's just killing me, knowing that he knows when somethings up.
I don't like it when people treat me like I have to be watched after. I can handle things on my own.
I would tell Tj that, but I don't wanna hurt him. I just love being around him, and I can't lose him as a friend.
He's been so good to me these past few months, and I just really want to keep our friendship at a good level.
Realization hit me, while thinking about all of the nice things Tj has done for me.
He may have been a good friend, but he kind of screwed it up, when bailing out on our somersault costume. I should ask him about it.
I turned my head, about to say something when I was cut off by a cheerful, loud voice.
Kira.
TJ's pov
I saw Cyrus stop, and turn his head to me. He opened his mouth, most likely about to say something, when someone started talking in front of us.
"Hey Tj!" Kira said in her manipulative voice
"Oh. Hey" I said slightly disappointed she interrupted me and Cyrus' walk.
I turned my head to look at Cyrus, but he was already gone. I felt bad, but there's really nothing I can do, but catch up with him later.
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I mean Kira always just pops out of nowhere, and starts talking to me. It's not like I can control her. I feel like an idiot for letting her get into my small brain.
I messed up me and Cyrus' friendship, even if it was only a little bit.
Cyrus' pov
Seeing Kira and Tj even look at each other, made me sick, and I didn't wanna be there to watch them talk to each other.
I felt tears roll down my face, and I didn't know why I was crying, but I didn't want Tj to see me like this, so I walked away before he could.
The rest of the day was just a blur, until lunch time came.
I sat with Buffy, Andi, and Jonah, but all I could think about was Tj.
While I was beginning to drift off into my own thoughts, Buffy tapped on my shoulder.
"Are you ok?" Buffy asked in a soft voice.
"Yeah I'm just thinking" I exclaimed, and gave her a fake smile.
I wasn't lying, because I was thinking.
But I was thinking about Tj.
I decided to join the conversation that the ghc was having.
"So do any of you guys have siblings? I never really asked" Andi said in an enthusiastic voice
"No" Buffy said
They all looked at me, and I looked at Andi.
She was confused for a moment, before realization hit her.
"Jonah how about you?" Andi said, which made them turn their gaze to him.
"Actually yeah I do" Jonah said happily
We all were shocked before Buffy started speaking.
"Care to explain then?" She said and Jonah chuckled
"Well for starters, her name is Vanessa. She's the same age as me, and before you ask. Yes she does go to this school, but she has classes on the other side of the building, so I never get to see her." Jonah said sadly.
Buffy was about to say something but he continued talking again.
"But it's funny you ask this now, because tomorrow, the people that have classes on the other side of the building, are switching some classes, and luckily Vanessa was able to get all of her classes changed, so now she has all of them on this side of the building" he said in a very excited voice.
I was now intrigued in this conversation so I wanted to start asking questions too.
"So are you gonna tell us a little bit about her, or are you just gonna leave us at that?" I said with a bright smile.
"Well shes into sports" he stopped in the middle of the sentence and looked at Buffy.
"She likes to paint, and mostly sketch a lot of anime" then he looked at Andi.
"she has an amazing voice. She loves singing, and dancing, and she's also on the cheerleading team. Though in her words its "a nightmare" and "straight up hell on earth" She hates it." He said exhausted with all the talking he's done.
I was confused and waited for him to say what she had in common with me, but it never came up, so I decided to ignore it.
The bell was about to ring, and I was gonna get up and tuna until Jonah started talking again.
"Oh right! I forgot! Cy-guy!" Jonah said, turning my way.
"Yeah? What is it?" I said slightly annoyed
"Vanessa is bisexual, and I think you and her could be great friends, and support each other with your sexuality thingy" he paused "if you want." He said, mostly as a question.
I stood there shocked and said "oh! Of course!"
I couldn't believe this. Inside I was jumping up and down. There's someone else like me?
There's someone else that likes the same gender? I'm freaking out! And I get to meet her tomorrow! I can talk with her about my problems, and she wouldn't care or question it. I could actually feel like a normal person. A normal person.
Finally.
🕉
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