A/N- thanks for all the votes and especially the comments, I love reading them!
-"We'll find him at lunch," Tay reassures Alex, who won't shut up about finding the boy in the skirt.
"We might not," Alex replies. "What if he isn't in the cafeteria? He could go anywhere at lunch!"
"Sorry, is my teaching interrupting your conversation?" The teacher interrupts them with so much sarcasm you can practically hear 'get rekt' and blaring horns echoing in the background.
"No. Sorry Miss Lee." Alex and Tay apologise in unison. Although they're not really sorry, who really cares about that thing she was teaching that they weren't paying attention to.
Soon the class is over, so Alex and Tay have to head to their next class, stopping at the toilets on the way.
The new extension on the school now has a unisex bathroom, which is just a school pregnancy story waiting to happen.
"So where do you think we'll find this boy?" Tay asks as she applies a coat of mascara on top of the layer that's already there. Her eyelashes are currently so brittle they are probably going to snap in half before the end of the day.
"I don't know," Alex sighs, examining a pimple on his forehead. "I don't even know if he's in our year, let alone any of our classes."
"Don't pop that in front of me," Tay warns, eyeing Alex's forehead with distaste. Alex shrugs before she continues.
"We'll find him," she insists. "He'll probably get picked on again, where about do the bullies usually hang out?""Tay!" Alex hisses. "You can't say that!"
"It's true," she shrugs. "New boy is enough of a target, then add a skirt."
"Still, you can't say that!" Alex scolds, rearranging his fringe to hide his spot.
"C'mon, you know I'm right." She insists. She then moves onto applying some extra blusher. She's now going from natural blush to more of a hungover clown.
Meanwhile, down the hallway, Jack is encountering some issues.
"Nice dress, loser!" The school bully, Peter Wentz, who prefers to be known as 'P. Weezy', shouts at Jack.
Nobody knows how P. Weezy got his popularity. He was a scene loser who gained inter-school fame practically overnight.
The girls wanted his eyeliner skills, the boys wanted his on-point outfits, and well, the two genders wanted to get with him, because P. Weezy likes to remind everyone that he is bisexual."Fuck off, P!" Alex shouts at him, appearing from the bathrooms to the scene unfolding in front of him.
The bell rings and everyone rushes out to their classes before a real fight happens.
Jack manages to say a "thank you," to his saviour before rushing off to his class, his turquoise skirt swishing around his thighs.
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"Why hasn't he came for lunch yet?" Alex asks, subconsciously circling his fork around his plate.
"How am I supposed to know?" Tay asks, huffing and putting her cutlery down.
"Look, you're practically obsessing over him, can't we just talk about something else?"
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Outfits (Jalex)
FanfictionJack Barakat moves to a new town. There's just one problem, the guy he has a crush on isn't gay. Oh and he's under pursuit from the school's most popular boy for his outfits.