How I got to date the loml

Milk

Jack:

✨Mon, Aug 11✨

"Mom, mom, mom, mom! you passed where you're supposed to drop this waste of space off!" Yelled Sammy, my sister. She started to slide down on her chair so she wouldn't be seen in the same car as me. She doesn't want anyone at our school to know we are related. My mom turns the car around and drops me off near the school. I don't want to be here today. This school year better be better than last year.

A summary of last year, I was a freshman, I started lonely and eventually I met my best friend. I got bullied by a group of "popular hot" kids. My sister was, or is, part of the group. She makes me want to tear my hair out. Something that doesn't help is that I may or may not have a small crush on one of them.

But it's not my fault! He's hot. Though I'm pretty sure that he is one hundred percent straight. He's had so many girlfriends. Shit sorry for getting sidetracked.

When I reached the front of the school I saw a few limos. I don't get why so many rich kids go to this public school instead of a private school.

I am both glad but also not glad. A lot of them are obnoxious (The ones literally getting driven in a limo) but there are some that are more humble. Like Fred Ellington my best and only friend. As I'm entering school I feel someone tap my shoulder I turn around to see Fred.

He gives me a hug and says "I thought you were dead." I roll my eyes playfully. "Why would I be dead?" He pulls away from the hug "Don't act like I haven't met your stepdad or you." He may have a point. As me and Fred chat the bell rings. Me and Fred, are probably the smartest people in our grade, we're only in 10th but we have many advanced classes such as Algebra 2 honors.

Sadly we have it first period. Like don't get me wrong I love math but at 7 in the morning!? When we enter the room the teacher instructs us to find a seat. Me and Fred sit at the back next to each other.

As soon as we sit down and look at the board we see notes we give each other a look that says "You have got to be kidding me" We take out our notebooks and begin writing the notes. Some more students enter and sit down taking out their notebooks and beginning the notes or just sitting down and chatting.

There are some people in this class that I recognize from last year, others not so much. Like the kid sitting in front of me. Who is he? He's kinda cute not gonna lie. When the tardy bell rings the teacher closes and locks the door.

He hands out a syllabus and then goes to his desk. He takes out a paper and begins attendance. Micheal Jones, I'm gonna have to search that hottie up later.

After that long and boring math class, the bell rings. Micheal asked me if I knew where a certain class was. We made eye contact for a brief second. He has green eyes.

I take a look at his schedule and see that we basically have the same schedule. "Wow looks like we're in the same classes. Just stick with me, and you'll know where all your classes are." I say giving him a warm friendly smile.

Fred gives me a look as Micheal says "Well then, I guess we should be friends since we will be seeing each other, every class period, every day, for the next 180 days." I can't believe this, I've never made a friend this quickly. Oh, this is going to be great. I'm so excited.

He is not only a cute new boy, but he's my friend. So far this year is way better than last year. As I walk to my second period with Micheal I see Tom and his friends. Tom looked over at me and Micheal for a second, it seemed he had to do a double-take, he looked... Shocked?

We made eye contact, fucking eye contact oh lord he probably thinks I'm weird, wait he's totally thought that since last year. Oh my god, he thinks I'm weirder, doesn't he?

Here's the thing, he looked away first. He looked away first. God, he's still hot. If only he was gay. I'm gonna cry internally now.

Anyway, second period was slightly boring without Fred, thankfully I wasn't alone and I know I won't be alone since Micheal has the same schedule as me. I do feel bad for Fred, much like he's my only friend I am his, unless he also befriends Micheal. Or makes new friends, but we can only hope.

✨Lunch✨

Finally, lunch, a break from the shitty dumb sheets. I find an empty table and sit down. After what felt like forever Fred and Micheal sit at the table with their lunches. While I wait for them to be done, I discreetly look around the room. I spot the "popular kid" table. I couldn't help but stare in that direction.

I think it's self-explanatory who I was looking at. You can't blame me tho. EYE CANDY IS EYE CANDY. When my two friends, heh I can say friends now plural, when they were done eating we began to chat about our summers.

We got to know Micheal a bit better. Not gonna lie my stomach was in pain when we had started talking, I don't know why it does that. I guess I just get nervous.

As we chatted somebody poured chocolate milk on me. It was Sam, one of Tom's friends. Some people in the cafeteria who were sitting near me just sat there staring at me, some laughed. He poured more milk on me.

I looked over to the table Tom was at, he had to be laughing at this. Surprisingly he was one of the two people at that table who weren't laughing. That's odd, what's not odd is that Sammy was laughing the hardest.

Before more milk was poured on me I got up and ran out of the cafeteria.

Don't cry don't cry don't cry.

Both Micheal and Fred followed me. "What was that about?" asked Michael. Fred then explained last year to him, "So last year, Tom A., Sammy B., Markus J., Amelia A., Sam C., and Janice G., bullied Jack. They are all horrible people and deserve the worst possible outcome... especially Tom." he had mumbled that last part but me and Michael still heard it.

I don't know why Fred hates Tom, he won't tell me.

"Wait Tom A? Tom Alvera?" asked Micheal. Fred nodded his head. Micheal chuckled for some reason. Seriously what are they not telling me?

"Why are you laughing?" I ask Micheal giving him a puzzled look. "Sorry, it's just funny to me that he became a bully, it's a long story one I don't feel like telling but you'll know in due time." so more stuff I don't and won't know, yay.

When we reached the office the lady asked what had happened. I told her what had happened and she took me to the lost and found. I got a change of clothes.

I hate this, I hate this so much.

I sigh as I exit the stall with the change of clothes. The bell rings signaling the end of lunch. Fred once again had a different class than me and Micheal.

Anyway, this class is Spanish easy A if I do say so myself.

We walk into class and take a seat at our assigned seats. This bitch if a teacher had the smartest idea to put me in front of Tom who apparently has this class.

Lord, open a hole and take me away from this hell. This will be a hell of a class. Somebody kill me.

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Also, this is a way better version of the original story, yes I am re-writing basically the whole thing, lots of things will no longer be canon, and lots of things are different. Till we see each other again