delusional - m.c.

school

jess dropped jordan and michael off at school.

"what did you hallucinate about?"

jordan, pulled her bag on her back. "well you were yelling at this little girl for no reason, which has scared me and my mom looked like a devil who would torture me at any moment while she ate my food." she tells michael quietly.

"why would i yell at a little girl?"

jordan shrugs.

-

it was lunch and jordan was absolutely tired. her english teacher, ms.evans decided to be a little prick and make her class review some papers, read horribly slow on the new subject they were currently studying and write a 4 paragraph summary about it. which jordan doesn't understand why she had to do that, it wasn't even that serious.

she saw michael with his buddies and walked to the table, absolutely pissed. michael had seen his friend's expression and frowned hisself.

"jordan you okay?"

her eyes dart to his and she smiles, suddenly put into a happier mood, seeing as her best friend cared for her well being.

"i'm fine michael. stop worrying."

michael chuckles and jordan takes her seat next to him.

"hi jordan." the other 3 boys jordan had befriended said.

she smiles softly and says a hello back.

"you okay?" luke asks.

jordan simply nods.

"you sure?" ashton adds.

once again, a simple nod is given.

"you look pissed, to be honest." calum finishes.

"alright! you got me! ms.evans decided to be the world's biggest bitch and ugh i just hate her sooo much!" jordan vents to them.

michael chuckles and pulls jordan into a hug. he refers to his hugs as 'stress relievers.'

she hugs back smiling at her friend.

"thanks michael. i needed that hug." jordan pulls back, going back to picking at her food.

the four boys stare at her, rather awkwardly to add.

"hey stop picking at your food." luke says, punching jordan's shoulder.

"okay dad." jordan emphasizes on the word. as she finishes her sentence she proceeds to place some salad into her mouth.

"i thought i was the dad of the group...?" ashton says under his breath hoping no one would hear him.

"ash, you'll always be the dad." jordan assures him, causing his big smile to form.

jordan pulls her bag on her shoulders. "well... i uh... gotta go. to algebra. " she picks up her tray and walks towards the garbage can, placing her trash where it belongs and putting the empty tray on top. she walks away and starts walking towards her next class.

the 4 boys stare at the girl as she walks off. "she seemed a bit off..." calum said.

michael sighs. the other boys didn't know about jordan's condition. michael think jordan was starting to hallucinate, maybe that's why she walked away. she didn't want them to leave her.

michael looks at the other three, wondering would they accept jordan straight away, not caring about her disorder, or will they flip and just stop being their friends? the boy breaths slowly, a bit scared, but it has to happen.

"guys... jordan is weird." he starts out.

the other three laugh. "yeah well aren't we all though?" luke says through his chuckling.

michael licks his lips, and places on his serious face. the boys stare at him.

"seriously... she's considered a 'bad' type of weird. she has a disorder."

the boys start to understand.

"it's called capgras syndrome. it's a delusion. anyone she's extremely close to, is suddenly replaced by an identical imposter. she hallucinates. earlier this morning, she hallucinated me being a mean dick to an adorable little girl..." michael lets it all out. relived.

the boys stare at him, amazed. they didn't say it was weird, they didn't say it wasn't.

"we're all a little sick in the head. more some than others. but that's okay." calum says smiling.

"yeah, i totally agree. i like jordan, even if she's a little bit odd. she's my tiny daughter." ashton says, quite happily.

"you probably thought we weren't gonna be her friends anymore, didn't you?" luke asks, smirking.

michael rolls his eyes, "of course not!"

"yeah you did you loser."