Gay to MAGA (An emily's to lovers) 💔❤️‍🩹

Chapter Six

Science wasn't even a bad class. Olive liked the teacher, and she liked the unit they were currently on. But of course she had to sit directly in front of Jam. If he wasn't throwing things at her he was answering questions wrong or talking about Blaire. He was so distracting she forgot all about Finn pretty fast and they never said anything to each other. If Jam was good at one thing it was the fact he was a good distraction.

When class was over he followed Olive out, all the way to her locker.

"What size tampon do you think Blaire uses? What's her favorite color? What's her mom's name?"

Dear God, shut up.

He finally caught up with the Ping Pongers and she could finally make an escape to get to Blaire. She found her already sitting at a table and raced to sit down at the chair next to her.

"Finally, what took you so long?!"

"Sorry Jam was asking me a bunch of questions about you."

"No way really? Pog champ! I mean that's like really gross."

"Yeah tell me about it. Anyway, how was your P.E. class? I had Mr. Galena last year, and for the most part he lets you do whatever as long as you don't bother him."

"I figured, we didn't do anything for the last 3/4ths of class."

"Yeah that's basically P.E. for ya"

The conversation continued on for a bit until something hit Blaire in the head.

"Ow wtf?! Who threw that at me??" She rubbed her head

"Haha, sorry about that babygirl." Jam smirked as he walked over and did that white guy thing of sitting in a chair backwards.

"Babygirl-"

"Gross don't call her that, why do you keep forgetting she's a lesbian. Do you even know what that means?! Olive said getting defensive towards him.

"Of course I do i'm not stupid. My grandpa is a lesbian." He rolled his eyes. Olive and Blaire just stared at each other for a minute.

"Well what do you want, Jam?" Olive asked.

"I want to take Blaire out on a date." He said plainly.

"What in the wtf, really!? Blaire scoffed. "Yeah I would love- ahem HATE to go on a DATE with yo loser."

"So I'll pick you up at 7 sweetheart?" He winked at her.

"Bro she's a lesbian. L-E-B-C-N. Can you get that through your thicc ass skull." Olive asked.

"Hey! My skull is not thicc, not as thicc as Blaire's thunder thighs." Jam gritted his teeth at the two girls. Blaire blushed and looked down at her lap. She did have huge thighs. She was incredibly embarrassed. "Maybe we can make it a double date, huh? You and Dane, with me and the hottie over here? We can go to Taco Bell."

"I DONT KNOW." Blaire started sobbing and RAN out of the lunch room.

"Geeze louise, look what you've done, Jam." Olive got up and followed Blaire into the bathroom to try and console SOY UN DIEGO her best friend. Jam looked back to where his gang was watching and shook his head.

"Girl what you've done." Blaire's mascara was running down her face as she tried to stop the flow of tears pouring from her 5'4, beautiful, baby blue orbs. "Don't let that jerk of a man get to you, and don't waste your tears on him, he's made like every girl in school cry at least once."

"Are you kidding me, thanks!" Blaire screamed at Olive. She immediately stopped crying. In her head she knew the crying wasn't entirely caused by Jam. The stress of keeping such a life altering secret from not just her best friend, but everyone she knows finally got to her enough to cause her to freak out in front of people. She knew she would one day, and probably one day soon, have to tell everyone the truth, but until then she needed to pull herself together and face reality for another 4 hours. After that her and Olive were going to go grocery shopping!

She splashed some cold water on her face and fixed her mascara. "You ready to go back out?" Olive said nodding towards the bathroom door.
"Yeah." Blaire responded sniffing.

"Don't worry dude she's probably like on her period or something, your personally is great so that's obviously not the issue"

"Yeah no one's every rejected the Jam Spencer, she'll come around eventually just keep trying."

"Jam do you even know what a lesbian is-?"

"NO. But it's not important enough to stop me from reaching my future wife. It's not like a disease is it..?" Jam asked

"Well.. no? But it's-" Jeremy got cut off again.

"What do you even see in that emo freak. She's nothing special?! Why don't you just go for one of the girls that's already in love with you?" Ashly asked.

"Shut up Ashly, going for one of them would be too easy, and easy isn't fun. It's been ages since i've had a real challenge like Blaire. Plus she's hot and has a rocking body. I also heard she listens to TWICE!" Jam was a major TWICE fan but no one really knew besides the Ping pongers. They also realized that the name "Ping Pongers" was stupid so they just shortened it to P.P. yeah I guess they uh, they didn't realize that's also just as stupid.

"Look here they're coming back!" Dane whispered to Jam.

Olive and Blaire both walked over to the table they were previously eating at and sat back down.

"Why are you guys still here?? You have your own table you know? Get out of our space." Olive glared at them while blaire moved her food around on her lunch tray.

The group of guys all stared at each other.

"Come on Jan let's just go back-" Jeremy muttered towards Jam.

Jam rolled his eyes. "Yeah whatever, I'll catch you later hot cakes," he winked at Blaire.

Blaire blushed a little.

They all left to go back to their table.

"Jeez finally, you know you could get like a restraining order on that guy or like hire a hot man and get him out of the picture entirely or like"

"Girl calm down we don't need to get him killed?? That's a little extreme, plus I feel like we should get back at him the same way he's messing with us you know? Play with his feelings a bit." Blaire said smirking.

"Ooh I like that, plus that's a lot cheaper. So what were you thinking?"

The girls discussed their ideas the rest of the lunch period until the bell rang. They gathered there's things and got read to leave. When Olive picked up her lunchbox she noticed a slip on paper under it. As she and Blaire stood up she pick it up and looked it over.

"555-447-0356 msg me -Jeremy"

Jeremy? There's no way he left that there by accident. She stuffed the note into her jacked pocket and followed Blaire towards their lockers before they left for their next class.