The Arrival of the Punk [closed]

The teen simply rolled his eyes and looked at him. "I thought you said you were going to draw?" he teased playfully to change the subject.

He stuck his tongue out at him before taking his folder out of his messenger bag. "See? Art folder."

He stuck his tongue out back at him. "Anything in there that I can see?' he asked cocking an eyebrow at him.

He opened it and pulled out everything in the left hand side, holding it out to him.

Mitch flipped through them carefully so he didn't ruin any of the art."Wow.... Your art never fails to impress me", he said looking at them a second time before handing the stack back to him.

He shrugged, a blush spreading across his cheeks. "You're pretty good with that guitar of yours."

The green haired teen shrugged his shoulders. "I'm alright."

Then, his eyes lit up. "Will you play??"

Mitch started to say no but he couldn't say no to Danni, so instead nodded,"I guess it wouldn't hurt." He said before pulling out his guitar and playing Paper Cups by Carly Beserman((look it up is a good original song lol)).

He clapped as he played the song he didn't quite recognize, listening to the music intently.

He finished and looked at Danni. "You're such a dork, but I like that about you", he laughed before his face turned a subtle pink knowing that he couldn't take back the words he had said.

He flushed bright red again, looking away. His thoughts were racing and he looked down at the paper, struggling to keep his power from activating. "T-Thanks."

Mitch smiled and sat his guitar back on the ground before laying back in the grass.
"God I missed you",he mumbled closing his eyes and enjoying the feeling of the sun on his face.

"I m-missed you, too," he murmured, still blushing hard.

Mitch gave a soft smile at the simple words, but heard the stutter in them. "I could lay out here forever", he thought out loud, his eyes still closed. So he was completely unaware of how red his companion's face was.