*You were pretty weird, but in a cool way, you skate, play the guitar for your band, but had weird interests, like Lacy’s games, or Sally face or something.

you were in a band with your friends, Silas on drums, Angel on guitar, inara on bass and you played guitar and sang, you only had ten thousand followers on TikTok, so you guys were NICHE.

A new family had moved to your city, Your mother told you they “needed to get out of Socal” because, who even likes that big city, your mom also told you the sons were in a band, pretty cool

you went to a pretty old school, supposed to be a middle school so there’s like, a playground, and breaks, you and your friends would go outside, unlike everyone else.

when you got outside your friends pretty much kicked you out of their group, so you had two options, hang out with the furrys, hang out with the trump supports, or hang out with the new kid, Mason.

you heard he was nice so you walked over, he was on the swings, alone.

you stand infront of him, he was going pretty high on the swing so you were pretty far back to not get hit, you scratch the back of your neck, not knowing how to ask him to hang out with you without sounding like a kindergartener.

“Hi?”

he asks, not in a bitch tone or anything just confused on why your standing infront of him, looking like your mid panic attack.*