Casey laid down on his bed, looking up at the ceiling. This wasn't the first time he spent night like this, looking up at the ceiling, wondering about life. He stared at the ceiling intensely, lost in thought, curious as to why nothing came to mind. It made him wish that the ceiling would turn itself into the answer he wanted. He had laid awake texting Kellin, happier then what he had been when he left school, but once he entered his apartment, it was hard to not let the gloom of the place get to him. He eventually laid down, finding it difficult to concentrate on anything other than his own thoughts and feelings towards everything that happened today. 

He decided to start from the beginning.

He had walked into the building, waltzing up the piano, like it was an old friend. The room became alive as played a song by Panic! At the Disco. It went from a crushing hum to a blazing fire filled with words ushered from his mouth and hands, as they tangoed their way through the song. Everyone had been listening in, much to his dismay, so shocked as they were to see the nobody speak. He went back to his seat once the applause happened, shocking him back into action. He sat down, his heart thumping, a small smile formed. It was a giddy smile, but it was there, for the rest of his first period, choir.

He didn't think it would get any better...at least in till lunch.

He came up to the roof, the one quietest places in the school. The library could be quiet, but it only made things boring, as people turned the pages of their books, whispering to their friends. The roof was peaceful, his happy places, his home away from home. His feet dangled over the edge, swaying in the wind as he watched the students crazily run out of the school into the Tesla's and Lamborghini's. He had been minding his business when someone he didn't know came over and asked his to sit beside him...Andrew. He was struck stupid by his beauty, his violet eyes reading something more then meets the eye. They both were eventually sitting with their feet hanging over the edge, looking down at the small city below them, full of people so shallow that ponds would be jealous. It was peaceful, and it took only one of them to break the silence...and then it got awkward. Casey wasn't the best conversationalist, even when he tried. Everything that had happened to him and his family made him different, and more reserved then out and open. So he didn't know what had made him do what he had did, maybe it had been Andrews once glossy eyes and attempts at conversation. Yet, before he knew it, he was up and dancing to Panic! At The Disco's 'Hallelujah' . Shock registered through Andrew's body, clearly confused as to why he was dancing and singing loudly; but a smile then graced his face, his eyes crinkling in the corners, like paper. Then he too, stood up and began dancing as well, having the time of his life.

Everything had gotten during lunch after 4th period...but then it came crashing down...

Sitting in math is went the fun finally became it truest form, being the result for sadness. The way his teacher stared him down, his heart pounding. A few digits off were like a mile to her.  Her eyes were cynical, her eyes holding a thousand words unlike the single phrases coming out of the students mouth's: 'ha'. He put his head down in shame; all of his hiding out and being quiet had resulted to nothing but failure...but what could he expect? It's not like a bunch of meat heads are going to go and not laugh at his misfortune. They didn't care about their grades, and were going to end up working in McDonald's with three children and a cheating husband or wife. Most of the teachers hated their jobs, and had no trouble projecting their hatred onto their students. The students hated each other because of either clothes or lack thereof. As he put his head down, ready to block out to noise of the students around him, his eyes meet with a pair of familiar violet eyes: Andrews. His were masked with pain and regret, whereas Andrew's were filled with unbridled anger and sadness for Casey.  Yet he still closed his eyes, waiting for time to fade away into a void of nothingness.

Everything gathered up throughout the day crumpled, leaving him alone with his thoughts as he walked towards a park where a cherry tree lay ever so silently.

The cherry blossom trees swayed in the breeze, causing tiny flowers to flutter from their branches, landing softly in his hair. It felt like it was just him and the wind as the trees shook lightly and gracefully. He walked towards his favorite part of the entire park, the cherry blossom's right next to a lake, ripples scattering across it's surface every time a petal landed on it. But, as he approached his tree, he noticed someone else had already claimed his area. So he approached cautiously, worried he would scare the person off or they would think that he is a creep...and once he reached them, he could only look in awe. 

They were gorgeous, and he couldn't stop from himself from being shell shocked from the beauty. 

As he came to find out, Kellin was just as beautiful on the outside as he is on the inside. His daring personality, his common clothing while clearly coming from money. Everything, it just made Casey's heart beat uncontrollably. His heart had been racing every time Kellin started laughing at his bad jokes and foolishness, telling him equally as silly stories. They had texted for a while after everything was said and done, telling each other even more about themselves. 

He just couldn't get enough of Kellin...

And Kellin couldn't get enough of him...

Ting!

From Kellin to Casey:

"What do you have me down as your contact name?"

From Casey to Kellin:

"Kellin, why?"

From Kellin to Casey:

"Well...I have you down as...um...okay, don't find this weird, but KC QT."

From Casey to Kellin:

"Wait, what? Why that, those aren't even my initials."

From Kellin to Casey:

"Because Casey sounds like 'KC' and cutie sounds like 'QT' ;)"

Casey felt his face grow warm, out of embarrassment, flattery, he wasn't too sure as to why...

But his heart was going a mile a minute, for a boy he just met.

From Casey to Kellin:

"Oh my god...XD thanks, that's really sweet of you :) your cute too-"

Casey decided to cut out that last part, not sure if that was the right approach to someone when they call him cute...

Since nobody has.

From Casey to Kellin:

"Oh my god XD, thank you! Lol your too sweet"

From Kellin to Casey:

":) no, I'm not. I'm only sweet to the cutest cookies out there ;) "

From Kellin to Casey:

"You know what? That's what I'm changing your name to, 'cookie' :) ;)"

This caused Casey to laugh out loud, literally, into the quiet apartment room. His face was blazing red, and his face felt hot, his heart beating out of his chest. He was confused...but he was more happy talking to Kellin then confused. Kellin's sweetness being suffocating, and his personality being nothing short of amazing and hot wrapped up into-

Wait...

What?

He decided to ignore that thought, his growing so hot that he felt like steam was oozing out of his ears.

From Casey to Kellin:

"Oh my god Kellin XD stop, your making me blush with your sweetness lol XD it's too much. "

From Casey to Kellin:

"You know? Just for that, I'm changing you contact to 'cinnamon roll' :) lol"

He went to work changing his contact name, once changing it, noticing that time had flown, it being 11 pm, his room dark, only lit by his window facing the city beyond his reach. 

From Cinnamon roll to Cookie:

"XD why thank you cutie ;) I have to go, because it is getting late, and I don't want you and me to be tired at school tomorrow. So I'll text you tomorrow morning so we can meet up :) Goodnight Casey, and sweet dreams ^_^"

From Cookie to Cinnamon roll:

"Goodnight Kellin...^_^"

Casey closed his phone, shutting it off after he had set an alarm for tomorrow. He placed it on the charger and got out of bed to go to the bathroom. He got into the bathroom, closing the door behind him, looking into the mirror, only to be greeted with his flushed reflection. The tips of ears and finger tips were red, and his whole race was a rosy color. He just couldn't stop while he had been texting Kellin. He had a goofy grin on his face, one filled with so much emotion, it was insane.  

After using the bathroom, he walked back to his room, changing into a pair of shorts and a tank top, keeping his socks on. He laid down, getting under the covers, looking over at his window, then looking back up at the ceiling as he closed his eyes, letting his mind begin to carry him to sleep. 

Why wouldn't his heart stop beating so fast, his fast burnt up like a strawberry, making him into a blushing fool?

As he closed his eyes, his mind wandering as he fell asleep...

What was he feeling?