Hermitcraft/Empires SMP Oneshots!

Ordinary (flower husbands pt2)

It was late at night, once again she had woken up with a sudden... spark of inspiration. So she picked up her laptop and her phone. Playing one simple song on repeat as she wrote about the two. Jimmy and Scott. All she had were a couple of sweet-tarts and some water to her name. 

(Jimmy pov)

(Warning, it curses like once)

It's been a few months since the...incident at my apartment.                             

Scott and I have come to a very silent agreement, as in we don't talk to one another unless it's absolutely necessary. We both still talk with our friend group and such. Scott won't talk to me, but I've noticed how he looks at me.

 Like he meant  what he did that night, but he was drunk. Right? I ignore it and thought back on that day for probably the thousandth time this week. 

Okay, so maybe he didn't drink, but this isn't one of those story books I read. Is it? There is no invisible magic with no limitations for me. Those characters never act awkward or shy,

 Those characters don't have messy blonde hair, And those characters don't care what others think. I can't trust those works of fiction to lead the way to a 'happily ever after'  

And what's the point of falling for Scott when in reality I don't like Scott, I'm probably just using love as an excuse to stall reality.

 Because I have to go back home every day to that lonely apartment that my stupid parents dropped me at because Lizzie wouldn't let them leave me with nothing. 

Plus I'm just one person among billions. One fish in an ocean of billions! And I'm not even important like Sc- half of the others. Always stuttering, I can't do people well unless I know them. I'm always trying to make friends so I seem normal. 

Trying way too hard to fit in when everyone else can do it effortlessly! What is wrong with me!? It seems like I'm on the brink of discovering how to be like everyone else! 

I think. 

But what if I'm day dreaming again? What if Scott was just drunk and meant nothing of it? That seems about right. Scott would have to think I'm in his league, part of his world where he's effortlessly perfect! And that new stuff is all so scary. 

If I were to even were to tell him how I think  I feel I might be asking for some high-school scandal with all the gossip!

"JIMMY SOLIDARITY PAY ATTENTION IN CLASS!" Mr. NotFound yelled. I sat up sharply and nodded "s-sorry sir" I stuttered again. Great. "As I was saying, Jimmy, would you like to read out the next paragraph?" 

The way he said it meant it was Not a suggestion. I peeked over  to the desk next to me to see what page we were on and read it out dully.

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Class was over, and I went my normal route to meet up with my friends before next class. On my way I tried to continue my train of thought from earlier. 

Should I even try anymore? I'm not like anyone else, and it's so hard to fake everything. But then I would be talked badly about like at my old school, then maybe it'll be someone else that tosses me away. 

"Jim?"

I turn around to see Joel, he's like a brother too me ever since he started dating Lizzie, before that too even. "Yeah? What's up Joel? 

Don't you usually have design across campus next?" I asked, a big smile plastered on my face. I chuckled a little "or did you just miss me?" 

Joel rolled his eyes then gave a soft sigh. "Something's been up with you for quite a while. Jim, I know I bully you a ton n' stuff, I mean nothing by it of course and you can still talk to me you know." Joel sighed, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly.