Outfits (Jalex)

5. P. Weedy?

A/N- I swear I focus more on the sideline characters than the actual ship the book is about whoops
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"Remember the promise you made me?" May asks Jack as they walk from the car park to the doors of the school.

"Yes," Jack groans, rolling his eyes. He doesn't want to talk to people, but he's going to try for his sister.

"Jack, if you try, you'll make friends!" May says encouragingly. "It's easy, just don't overthink it!"

Jack wishes that it was easy, but Jack is Jack, and things like that don't come easily to Jack.
Did I say Jack too many times there? Should I say Jack again just for good measure? Okay, I'll stop saying Jack now.

"But what if I don't make friends?" Jack asks in a whiny tome, although he's more scared than he's admitting. He's scared he's never going to make any friends, that he's just going to go through school alone. Well, as alone as you can be with the beady eyes of judgment from the whole school.

"Jack, it'll be fine." May reassures him, looking deep into his eyes and resting a hand on his shoulder.

"Are you sure?" Jack asks warily, because he's really unsure. He doesn't think he'll ever be able to make friends.

"Yes, Jack," May smiles at him, running a hand through his hair. "Now stop worrying and get off to class."

"Thanks May, love ya!" Jack waves goodbye to his sister with admiration, walking towards his first class.

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"Okay, now which one of you do I actually want to come with me to choose the new member of Weezy's squad?" P. asks the group, looking around at their faces with a judgmental stare.

When nobody volunteers, Mikeyway shyly raises his hand. "I'll go," he says in a quiet voice.

"Great!" P. Weezy enthuses, gesturing for Mikeyway to follow him round to the recruiting area.

The people that P. is looking for tend to hang around at the back of the school. Simply because you can smoke weed with a less chance of being caught. To be honest, most of the teachers know it's going on, but are too scared of them to give them in trouble for it.

"Which one looks best for Weezy's squad?" P. questions, eyeing the 'druggie group' from a small distance.
Mikeyway doesn't reply, because he barely ever talks, he's just shy little Mikeyway the precious cinnamon roll.

P. makes an executive decision, and then walks over to the group, Mikeyway following closely behind.

"Yo, Chris," P. Weezy talks to the guy, making awful hand gestures that he thinks are cool, but really aren't. "I need to have a word with you, innit bruv. D'ya mind coming over to speak to me, like, yeah, innit, aye, dawg." P. Weezy attempts to speak like a gangster rapper, but ultimately makes himself look like an absolute idiot.

Chris gives the two emos a strange look, but follows them round the corner, simply because he's curious as to what they want to talk to him about.

"Chris, my man, you are an extremely lucky boy," P. Weezy says, placing a hand on his hip. "You have been chosen as the official newest member of Weezy's squad!" If Weezy's squad was on a higher budget, this is the moment where Mikeyway would set off party poppers. Or if there were on an even higher budget, there would be balloons too.