Can't be wrong about love and hate?
Can't separate them.
"Jean!" A boy with freckled said.
A boy, a bit taller than the freckled one, grinned.
"Hey Polo!" He grinned wider.
Both boys, first graders. The hay colored hair boy, Jean Kirchstein, hates. He likes to get in trouble, most of the time, and he's quite the trouble maker.
The freckled one, Marco Bodt, Loves. Hes the shy, adorable boy you've ever see. Innocent sparkling dark eyes. The smile a boy would make on Christmas.
Both, are inseparable. Nobody messes both them.
Mess with Marco, Jean is the one who will beat you.
"Jean, My mommy said you can spend the night," The freckled boy said, his eyes sparkling with excitement.
Jean whooped, excited, "We could stay awake, tell ghost stories."
Marco shivered, He hated ghost stories, even the ones older kids tell.
"Jean, you know I hate ghost stories..." Marco whined.
The hay colored hair boy grinned, wrapping his small arm around the freckled kid, "Dont worry, you can sleep with me if you get scared."
"Okay..." Marco said, smiling a tad bit, hugging Jean.
You see, you can't separate them. Even you can't mess with them.
Mess with Marco, Jean will beat your ass.
Both kids don't know what's ahead of them, nor do they care.
A/N: Sorry if this chapter is short...
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Two Friends, One Love (JeanMarco Modern AU)
RandomArt credit goes to http johannathemad.tumblr ~ Two friends, known each other since little. Two friends, Just cant separate them. Love connects them, Hate separates them. Their love is stronger than their hate. Jean is the hate, Marco is the love...
