Anything but lovers.. [SCHOOL AU]

Chapter one,

Joe was so nervous! His first day of school.. He didn't know how to even react. He woke up from his bed rubbing his eyes mumbling nothingness. He stretches groaning a bit then getting up slowly. He looks at the time, "I've gotta hurry up and get ready.." He says in a tired tone sighing. He walks up to his closet wishing he could honestly just stay in and sleep. He looks in the closet. "Right, the uniform.. Er.. Problem.." The teachers had accidentally mixed up his uniform with the girls one. The bright blue skirt, white polo shirt and red tie. He sighed, "whatever.. Let's just hope no one will think I'm a baka.." He grabs the clothes gently with his hard, but delicate fingers. He heads over to the bathroom his head lowered down. He closes the bathroom door behind him, locking it then starting to strip. He has a thin waist, which he'd rather not talk about.. He has some scars on his chest, nothing special. He gets on the clothes slowly, his sibling from the other side of the room telling him to hurry up. "Joe, you baka! Hurry up" His little brother yelled from the other side. Yep.. His annoying 9 year old brother. He has more family bit well get into that later. He finished changing, giving a slight twirl before cringing to himself, he looked decent enough. "-get out of there you pig!" His brother yelled from the outside. "Shut up, I'm done" Joe scoffed unlocking the door an walking out. "Why are you in a skirt.. Are you a femboy" His brother, Khan said judging. "No!- *sigh* whatever get out my way." Joe murmered annoyed walking away. He gets his shoes on finally ending up at school after a long walk.

He entered the school getting some looks but ignoring them. He see's some one near his locker.. Trump. Joe and Trump had always argued with each other and hated eachother sense they were kids. Fate had always put them together though.. They shoot each other glances annoyed. "Why is he here?" is what both of them would think at the moment. Eventually Trump walked away with his other friend Obama, Trump and Obama are players. And annoying ones at that. Joe crumbles something going to his locker getting his things as people talked around him. Well.. This was gonna be a long day. He gets his things, trying to find his class he then bumped into some one. Dwight D.. He's more of the nerdy type. "Uh.. Excuse me where is room A-1..?" Joe mumbled confused. "Uhh skibidi room over in Gyatt there" Dwight pointed. "okay.. Baka.." Joe walks over his skirt swaying getting stares, he blushes in a bit of embarrassment. He walks into the class, his sit is Infront of Trump!? Nani! Sigh.. He sits down uncomfortable with the skirt. Lincoln staring jealous that he's getting all the attention. Trump looks annoyed and messes with Joe from behind. "Sleepyjoe.. What a baby?~ A skirt..? Seriously?" Trump says in a raspy voice Joe flinching a bit from the sudden noise. He tries to ignore Trump.

The teacher assigned them into partners, joe got George Washington.. The rebel.. As they were talking about the assignment, Trump and his partner, (he got paired with Obama) were talking, Trump has his head down. "You baka, that's not how you do it! You- N-nh~" Some one had grabbed his very sensitive waist.. Fuck.. "Hey lady y- Joe??" Trump says a bit surprised. He heard that voice from the other a shiver running down his spin in lust. "Why are you so sensitive, bitch?" Obama watches smirking."g-gh! Stop.. Mh.." Joe moaned out. "Jesus you really are.." Trump says an eye brow raised." w-whatever" the orange man rolls his eyes dropping the other. It felt.. Oddly soothing to hold bidens waist.. How.. Weird.

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