I was going to get this out earlier and I even sat down and started writing but about 300 word in I got distracted by PTX and Superfruit videos... xD Hope you understand. Sorry this is late. Enjoy!

Scott stood awkwardly in the choir room as kids filed into the room, the teacher had him in there as soon as lunch was over to let him sing for her before class started in sixth period.

He let out a sigh that he didn't realize he'd been holding as the small brunette and the blonde girl walked into the room. Mitch and Kirstie. He had discovered their names after Mitch had stood up when they had run into each other, after which Scott had stuttered an apology before running off. He didn't really like big crowds.
As soon as the bell rang, signalling the official start of the period, the teacher began talking about him. He wished that he had gotten introduced yesterday when he had been in his other classes, but no/ The teacher had wanted to hear him sing more than just a few lines before placing him somewhere. So he had to start a day late.
"This is a new student everyone. His name is Scott and he's a baritone. Since we are working in small groups and getting ready to see which groups will perform at our winter concert in just a few weeks all of you will stay with the songs and partners that you have and I will fit him into another group and they will start a new song," Mrs. Evanson looked around for a moment. "You can get into your small groups now."
Scott walked toward her as she gestured to him and a group that was behind him. He wanted to turn around and see who it was but he didn't risk being that awkward. He finally was able to look at who was in the group when they got to the teacher.
Kirstie and Mitch. Great.
Scott's face got very warm when Mitch made eye contact with him and he quickly looked at the teacher as she explained.
"Scott, Mitch is a tenor and Kirstie is a soprano. Mitch here promised me that if I was able to find him two people to sing with that he would sing for us at the winter concert, as he was reluctant to sing in a small group before," she smirked as she saw Mitch's eyes widen. "So y'all can choose a song and get started."
They walked to a corner of a room while Kirstie started questioning Scott, learning that he was from Los Angles and that his dad's work is actually what caused them to move to Arlington with his older twin sisters and mom.
"So umm," Mitch began, unsure how to ask the question without being awkward. "What song do y'all want to do. It should probably be a pretty simple song because we have to have it arranged really fast so…" Mitch trailed off uncertainly, looking up to see both Kirstie and Scott looking at him.
Kirstie smiled. "We could do telephone by Lady Gaga. It's relatively easy and It would sound pretty good with our ranges and stuff."
Scott nodded, deciding to go along with it. He knew the song and wasn't going to try to stand out any more while he was still new. "Sure. Let's try it."
Kirstie noticed the way that Mitch's eyes widened a little at Scott's smile before smiling back at him, glad that they had come to a consensus. Kirstie looked over at Scott as well before announcing that they had to get the lyrics and start arranging.

Scott looked around as he walked into his house, hearing his mom call from somewhere. He poked his head around the corner and looked into the kitchen, walking inside when he saw his mother standing in there with someone else.
"Scott, this is Mrs. Grassi, she lives just down the road and says that she has a son around your age, only a grade below you. He's even in choir," his mom said.
"Oh. What's his name? I don't know a lot of people but I might if he's in my choir class," Scott replied easily, his charming personality coming out immediately without a large group of people around.
"Mitch. He's a good bit shorter than you. Brown hair and eyes," Mrs. Grassi responded and Mitch felt his eyes widen as she laughed.
"Oh yeah," he responded awkwardly. "Yeah, I know Mitch. We, um, are singing together in a small group for choir," he laughed, trying to not sound quite as awkward as he suddenly felt.
"That's nice," Mitch's mom said. "We'll all have to get together for dinner sometime, I'm sure." Scott smiled and nodded at her. She seemed to be nice and looked very similar to Mitch now that he thought about it.
"Well, I'll go now. I have some homework to do," Scott said, smiling. He walked out of the room before stepping around the corner and stopping. He didn't know what to think about the adorable boy- no. I can't think about him like that.
He sighed and walked up the had been a long day. He didn't need to think anymore today. He just wanted to go do homework and go to sleep. And that's what he did. Because as soon as he had finished homework and lied down he was out like a light.

Mitch looked up from where he sat on the couch, talking with Kirstie, when he heard the front door shut. He smiled when he heard his mom come into the room.
"Mitch, I just met this family that moved in down this street and apparently you've met their son." Mitch blushed a deep red when he saw his mom wink. "From what I saw he was a looker."
"Mom," Mitch wined. "Stop he's straight. Trust me. And plus, nobody knows about me, you know that."
His mom only laughed. "Ok, Mitchie. Keep believing that." And with that confusing statement she walked out the room leaving a confused Mitch and a laughing Kirstie.
"Your mom is great," Kirstie choked out through waves of laughter. Mitch laughed lightly along with her while thinking to himself. Could Scott be gay? And even if he is there is no way that he would like me. And plus I'm still in the closet.
And those thoughts were all that Mitch could think about for the next week as Kirstie, Scott, and him arranged their song and he learned more about the tall blonde boy and his life.

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