My Sweet Jitty

chapter 1 - the new boy

This is called my sweet jitty because "maverick" always calls people jitty for some reason.

I changed their names just in case anyone from my school finds this. (i doubt they will)

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(maverick)

It was the first day of 11th grade and i showed up to school in my red and black tye dye sweatshirt paired with black jeans. The day before, i had gotten my flat white boy hair done up to be extra curly with a perm. (search up flat white boy perm and you'll find what it looks like). My hair is really short so i can show off how masculine and alpha i am. I hate women but whenever someone calls me out for it i just say i hate men too to cover up that i'm misogynistic. People always call me gay as a joke and i have to tell them that im not. IM STRAIGHT I LOVE WOMEN. anyways, i walked into first period and i saw this boy who was kindaaa sus. I had never seen him around school before. His hair was cut like one of those indie boys on tik tok and he had gold circle glasses. I decided to go up to him and he told me that his name was hunter. We talked for a while and we became good friends. He was quiet and i was loud but we had similar personalities.

(hunter)

This was my first time at this new school. I had moved from a few states away and i obviously had to find a new school. I wore a grey sweater and some light blue oversized jeans that i cuffed at the bottom. I decided that i needed to accessorize so i put on a pearl necklace. I walked into school just before the bell rung. I went to first period and sat alone. Suddenly, this kid with a perm walked up to me and started talking to me. He was my first friend at my school. Sadly, the teacher sat us all the way across the room from each other. The rest of the day i didnt see him in any of my classes... except for painting which was at the end of the day.

Theres probably a lot of grammar mistakes in this but just remember that this is a joke and i dont actually ship these people. Theyre just two homophobic boys in my painting class. This is probably one of the only chapters if not the only chapter that is in first person so i promise that it will get better. Also im writing this on my chromebook that my parents forgot i have so nobody will find out, thats why some things might be spelled wrong. If yall have any recommendations on how to make my writing more pleasing please tell me. See all of you in the next chapter 😏 

also sorry its short its just an introduction (not based on real events)