Solangelo One Shots

High School AU

So, this is a cross- dressing fanfic recommended by my friend mikeys_snapback_. I've never done one like this, so I don't know how good it will be, but I hope you like it!

Nico's POV

I pulled on my black skirt over my fishnet tights. Today is the day, I thought. Today is the day I went to school as myself. I zipped up a black sweatshirt over my shirt, and to top off my outfit, I settled a flower crown, adorned with black and grey flowers, atop my head. I examined myself in the mirror, making sure there were no glitches in the outfit. I liked what I saw in the mirror. Instead of the lie I had been making myself into for fifteen long years, I finally saw who I was meant to be. I grabbed my books and headed downstairs to grab a little bit of breakfast before heading to school.

I found my sister Hazel digging into a bowl of cereal at our splintering table downstairs. My alcoholic father was who knows where, and my mom was working yet another extra shift in an effort to support our family.

"What do you think?" I asked Hazel tentatively. She put her spoon down in her empty bowl and examined me carefully. "You don't like it?" I sighed, my face falling. She laughed and shook her head.

"Of course I do, stupid. It looks amazing on you." She gave me a tight hug but pulled back, a concerned expression on her face. "Just be careful, ok? There are some people out there who don't accept cross dressers. I don't want you to get hurt."

"Don't worry about me, sis." I grinned. "I can defend myself." I started to walk out the door, but Hazel stopped me with a hand on my arm.

"Nico, aren't you forgetting something? You have to eat."

"Gods, you sound just like Mom," I grumbled, taking a huge bite out of an apple.

"Just trying to look out for you," she said with a quick peck on my cheek. "Bye, big bro, I've got to run. Frank said he'd walk me to school today."

"Bye!" I called at her receding back. I took a few more bites of my apple and threw the rest in the trash can. The core made a loud clang when it hit the bottom, but I wasn't around to hear it. I was already out the door.

A nervous energy pulsed through my body as I walked down my shady street filled with shadows and darkness. Every bone in my body told me that dressing like this was a mistake. It wasn't to late to go home and change into my regular outfit of ripped black skinny jeans and a skull and crossbones tee shirt, was it? A group of smoking teenagers jeered at me from the sidewalk. A drunk lady stumbled across my path, giving me a strange look.

"Weird ass," she muttered. I felt tears prick at the corners of my eyes. If this was the price for being yourself, I didn't want to be myself.

My spirits lifted a little bit when I saw two girls around Hazel's age walking to the local middle school together. One had blond hair and blue eyes, and another had curly brown hair with streaks of pink and purple running through it at the front. The blond girl gave me a warm smile that sent the message keep being you, and the one with the curly brown hair gave me a friendly thumbs up. The sight lifted my spirit and I regained my courage, continuing the rest of the walk that lead me to the high school just a few minutes away.

Will's POV

I had known for a long time that I would come out as gay today, at least to a few people. The only problem was that I had absolutely no idea how to do that. What, did people just walk up to their friends and say hey, I'm gay, by the way? I had a pretty good handle on life but when it came to social situations like this, I was totally clueless.

I inched up to my best friend Sam. Sam was bi, and had gone through the same struggle of coming out in middle school, so I knew he'd understand. Besides that, Sam was an amazing person, and I knew that he'd accept me no matter what my sexuality. I figured I'd loose a few friends when I came out, but Sam would always accept me.

"S- Sam, there's something I have to tell you," I stammered.

"Go on," Sam urged.

"I'm-" I stopped my sentence short when the next student walked in.

Nico Di Angelo and I had always been acquaintances, but we hadn't been close friends since eighth grade. Usually he wore the same thing- black skinny jeans, a black skull tee and black converse. Today, however, his attire was completely different. He sported a black skirt and a black shirt. Fishnet leggings ran up and down his legs, disappearing into his regular black high top converse. A black and grey flower crown rested atop his head, making him look like a princess. I could feel my mouth drop open, and time stopped. But the spell was broken when a group of shallow jocks surrounded Nico.

"What'cha wearin', fag?" the leader of the of the group, Joey, taunted.

"Ju- just clothes." I could barely hear Nico's voice, it was so quiet and afraid.

"I don't think I like all of that black," one of Joey's slightly less evil lackeys grunted. "I think you look better in red." The jocks closed in, so I couldn't see any of Nico's black. The only way you could tell there was a person in the middle was the cries of pain emanating from the middle. I heard crunching and sobs.

Finally, the group of jocks separated and sauntered away, leaving Nico scrambling to get up. he was back on his feet and he brushed off his skirt, flecks of dust spilling onto the tile floor. I rushed over to him and grabbed his hands.

"Nico, are you ok? Gods, I'm so sorry."

"Will, don't worry about it. I've been beat up so many times, it doesn't even hurt anymore."

"Still though, I feel bad. You looked so nice today and-" I stopped as I realized what I had just said. A smirk appeared on Nico's insanely gorgeous face.

"Solace, are you flirting with me?"

"No- well, um- yeah," I stuttered, hanging my head in shame. "Not exactly how I pictured myself coming out." Nico laughed. It sounded like how an angel would laugh.

"Don't worry about it. When I came out, my dad threw a beer bottle at my head and my mom took me out for ice- cream." My eyes widened in surprise.

"Wait, Nico. You're gay?"

"Of course," he laughed. "And I'm really glad that you are."

"I think you're flirting with me now, Di Angelo."

"So," Nico grinned. "Since it seems like we like each other, maybe we could go on a date sometime. There's a cute coffee shop that's amazing. It's one of my favorite places. Maybe we could go after school." I slung my arm over Nico's shoulder.

"That sounds perfect." We started walking toward the first period history class we shared together, but before we left I stopped to talk to Sam.

"By the way," I told him. "I'm gay."

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Nina