Broken Promises

Chapter 2: Beautiful Stranger

Just so you guys know, I like leaving on cliffhangers so I have more time to come up with what happens xx
Enjoy Chapter 2
Xoxo ~ J.W

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Jason's POV

My alarm went off, meaning that the day I've been dreading is now starting.

The first Monday of school.

School isn't bad in general, I just don't like waking up at 6:30 every almost every day and not getting home until around 6:00 pm, due to football practice.

If you wouldn't have guessed, I'm WestBrook's star Quarterback. I'm the best in the county, winning us 3 championships.

I quickly get up and get dressed, so I have time to stop by our local cafe for breakfast. I always like going there, it has varieties of breads and beverages that are literally better than sex.

I fix my hair back into its normal messy man bun. I really need to cut it but I think it's hot.

I grab my phone and see that there's a shit ton of notifications from the class groupchat. They always talk whenever I'm not on my phone, but let's hope they don't have anything against me.

According to Simon, the guy everybody knows is getting Valedictorian, there's going to be a new student today. Nobody knows what they look like nor their name, but they know that he's a guy.

Maybe he'll be fun to tease around? Everybody knows I'm openly bi, it's not like I have parents to shun me for it.

Oh yeah, kinda forgot to mention that. My 'father' is a drunk, and my mom left him 3 years ago. I don't blame her, he's a big pain in the ass- and not in the good way.

I grabbed my key's from the island and waste no time leaving for the cafe. I turn on the radio, blaring 'Get it Sexyy' by Sexyy Red. Call me a sassy man if you want, but her music never fails to joy me.

"Little Miss Sexyy walking down the street"

That may or may not be my favorite part, but who can judge me? I even honked my own horn to the 'Beep Beep'. I'm already hot as fuck, so I HAVE to listen to hot people music.

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I get my usual from the cafe, a 24 ounce caramel, crème de menthe, white chocolate powder, butterscotch, English toffee, and peppermint coffee with light ice. Do they hate me for it? Probably, but I've ordered it so much they don't even ask me anymore.

I leave with a few minutes of small talk to the older women who sit here and gossip over whose husband cheated on whose wife with who. According to them, Dave cheated on Lisa with Jordyn, and then Jordyn ended up giving Dave an STD. Talk about hot drama.

I ride in silence this time, letting myself think about how school is gonna play out. So there's this new guy, who not a single person knows. He could be some secret murderer and we're his next victims for all we know. Maybe he'll be some shy, introverted guy who can barely speak a sentence. He could also be like me, and start trying to take my spot as QB, which will never happen.

My thoughts come to a halt as I parked, the drive just felt shorter than usual so it definitely had me feeling weird. I shrugged it off as me thinking too long, and walked into the school.

Since we weren't given locker numbers this year with our schedules, we have to go straight to class which most people aren't doing. There's a few groups of people talking in the grass, a few people who look like they just woke up from a coma, and then there's a group of people huddled in the alleys of the school, most likely getting high off God knows what.

I don't bother going up to them and rambling, yet I give them the normal small talk about how my summer went, some football camps I went to, you know the drill.

The warning bell rings, so I go ahead and make way to my first period: Algebra 2. I stop in the door way as my eyes hit somebody I haven't seen before.

He's fucking gorgeous.

He's wearing a basic outfit, nothing flashy. His hair is falling just above his eyes in dark brown curls. Oh fuck, his eyes. They're a perfect blue, I could see myself getting lost in them. He looks around 5'8", still shorter than me.

Should I talk to him? Maybe I can get him to be a good friend, though his mind seems to be on something deep. I'll talk to him later, whenever we get a chance to lounge about.

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Soooooo??? How's everybody hanging?
What do we think of Jason? His family situation?
His really weird coffee order?
As somebody who has to work solo shifts, I'd say his order would make me want to jump off of a bridge.

Anyways! Question for Chapter 2!!
Favorite animals? I have a crazy obsession for sharks! 🦈🦈🦈🦈

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Xoxo ~ J.W