Young Jercy One-Shots

You Don't Talk Much For a Guy With Blue Eyes

[Jason POV]
Age 6

"Jason, are you sure you don't want me to walk you in?"

He lifted his chin up and shook his head. He was able to handle the first day of kindergarten on his own. Even if it meant that he didn't know a single person there or what he was supposed to say or do. And it definitely didn't bother him that all the kids there were running around and screaming and having so much fun while Jason stood silently at the door frame, peering inside.

"Okay, well, I'm going to anyway because I want to miss some of first period," Thalia said, gripping his hand even tighter and pulling him into the room.

Jason was taken by surprise and began to pull back, planting his feet firmly on the tile floor. Unfortunately, a high schooler was a lot stronger than a six-year-old, so the heels of his bright red sneakers squeaked on the white as Thalia glanced at him and sighed. She just tugged him harder towards the teacher.

He didn't like making a big deal of anything at all, but having his sister literally drag him into the classroom was utterly embarrassing. He thought about scratching her, swatting her arm, or even biting her. That probably wouldn't help him though, considering everyone watching him get yelled at would be even more humiliating.

So instead, he squeezed his eyes shut and tried running the other way, even with Thalia's hand wrapped around his wrist. "Thalia, let go!" he shouted and yanked her arm. "I can do this all by myself!"

Jason struggled a bit more before they made a stop in front of a tall, young woman with shiny brown hair. The lady smiled brightly at Thalia. He realized he was still holding onto her hand and quickly let go.

"Hi!" Thalia greeted. "This is Jason. I'm Thalia, his older sister."

The woman finally looked at Jason and bent down to his height. "Hi, Jason. I'm Miss Hestia. Are you excited for your first day?"

Her voice was honey-sweet. He immediately decided that he liked her, yet wasn't comfortable enough to start talking. Jason averted his eyes to the floor and took an interest in the metal desk legs.

Thalia spoke for him. "He's shy and a bit nervous. I don't think he knows anyone here. Right, Jason?"

He traced a tile line with the toe of his shoe. Maybe, just maybe, if he was stubborn enough, Thalia would leave quicker so that the day would move faster and he could go home.

When he didn't answer, Miss Hestia took the opportunity to move things along. "Well, don't worry. It can be kind of scary at first, but I promise you'll have a lot of fun this year!"

That's what he was hoping for. Moving from San Francisco was not any fun at all. He had to leave Reyna and Dakota and Gwen and all of his other friends from preschool to come to New York. He didn't like it at all. One time, he locked himself in the bathroom to prove his point of how much he didn't want to go. Both Thalia and his mom had frantically jiggled the knob in panic and kept yelling to get out of there, but in the back of his mind, he knew he would win and they would stay in San Francisco forever.

Maybe he should've turned on all the faucets too . . .

Most of the people in this class went to preschool together. They all had their friends and they all played the same games by the same rules. He bet some of them even had secretive and exclusive clubs that he couldn't join.

He was way behind on the whole "friend making" business. And it was undecided if he'd really go after it.

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