hello!! im so sorry! i have had absalutely no motivation, so here you go i will attempt to maybe update maybe once a week? maybe. no promises. 

so i never found the next class, now its lunch and im just sitting at the top of a stairwell probably leading to the roof. I got bored of staring out the window since the bird, a crow, that was previously eating a dead skwirrle on the roof has left. I get up, even though i dont want to. I take a couple of steps before the usual vision failing. Its not as bad as earlier, so i dont fall, just have to stand leaning on the wall for two seconds.

I walk to the first floor, staring at an exit to go outside, contimplating wether of not i should just leave. I get nocked out of my mental argument with myself by someone calling my name.

"y/n? y/n!! Hey"

Rushed footsteps aproach me from behind, i turn to see 'afton'. Great. Its 'afton'.

"What do you want Afton?"

He was now standing in front of me.

"Well you werent in class so i want to check in with you. Also my names micheal."

I cross my arms befor speaking.

"Im still gonna call you afton. And why, are you concerned or something, you dont even know me."

A blush formed on his face and he rubbed the back of his neck, a sign that he is either an introvert, insecure, or has anxiety, or something else. Usually its those three though.

"Aww do you have a crush on me or something? Thats cute."

His head snapped up as he spewed out quick words denying my claim.

"What? No.no. i-i. I just.. I WANT to know you. Its not.. Its not a crush. And stop calling me cute!"

I sigh and shake my head slightly.

"Okay. il let you know me. Over time though."

He smiles at that and quickly moves to another topic.

"Cool! Uh.. so did you get lost or something?"

"Maybe."

"Want me to show you to your other classes?"

"Maybe."

"Will i ever get an actuall answer out of you?"

"Maybe."

"Your an ass."

"Maybe."

"Okay, im showing you to your next class."

"Maybe you will, maybe you wont."

"Yes! I will!"

"will you, pretty boy?"

"yes! what class are you going to next? Wheres your timestable?"

I knew it was in my pocket, but it was fun messing with this boy.

"I dont know afton, where is my timestable?"

He blinks slightly

"How should i know?"

"Well then how should i know?"

I answer a second after he speaks.

"Its your timestable."

"And its you who wants it."

"Yeah so give it to me."

I pull the folded piece of paper out of my pocket. He extends his hand, open, in the way indicating for me to hand it to him. Instead of doing so, since im taller than him, i hold it out of his reach.

"Hm, i think not."

He gave up from trying to grab the paper from out of my hand, and sighed.

"Your an ass."

"Yeah i know."

I patted his head, then gave him the schedule. He looked over it pausing at what i think my next class is. His head was turned to the side a smile not leaving his face.

"Socials. With ms. O'ryley. Same as me. We could hea dover there now. Its a pretty cool class. We are currently working on a really cool game thing, we get put in groupes and theres a map of the world and we have to write essays to move on the map and-"

He kept talking at a speed i could not keep up with, but it was honestly nice to see someone so passionate about something. He had that look in his eyes that fucking sparkled, and he was waving around his hands to emphasize his words.

"Okay pretty boy, you have changedinto gibberish. Lets go to the class."

I cut him off, placing a hand on his shoulder, snapping him out of the stance he was in. the brunette nodded, then lead me down the maze of halls just like before.