Janthony fanfics

Jessie's girl

Ugh, I hate him, yes, HIM. Jessie Rodriguez, the captain of the math team, that has bugger than me and is really tall and is just perfect in every freaking way apparently, wish I can hurt that pretty boy, but he can knock me out in one punch. I watched him as he had one arm on the wall  and was flirting with HER as she leaned on the wall . She giggled at whatever he said, and I clentched my fists. My breathing thickened with anger and I'm pretty sure steam blew out of my ears. I slammed the door  and walked to the next room , the sad part is that I had to walk past them in order to get there. I walked past them trying to avoid eye contact.

"Hey Anthony ," the girl said.

"Hey, Jas ," I said. She put on her beautiful smile and she put her attention back on what's-his-face. I rolled my eyes and kept on walking. Ant , just forget about her, forget about her, I chanted to myself. You don't diserve her... but neither does Jessie... lucky ass. I walked
The room  and one of the directors  stood against the white board with Lin on his side  as she waited for everyone to arrive. I sat at my desk, and after a while my attention came to the door when two people laughed as they walked in. Jasmine  and Jessie held hands and separated to get to their own seats. Jasmine  sat down on the seat next to me. The only advantage I get to sit really close to her is in workshop  because she's my partner if we're working together . Thank God! . She blew him a kiss and my stomache churned and I groaned.

"What happened," she asked me. I shook my head and looked forward. "Nothing, just uh, thinkin... about... this ," I said. She raised an eyebrow and looked suspicious.i picked up the papers then set them down

"You don't do this song ," she said. My eyes widened a tiny bit and I stared blankly at her.

"Uh, pssh, um did I say This song I meant-," I started but the director  stopped me before I could say anything else.

"Settle down guys, Ms. Gomez here has to talk with you," our producer Lin-Manuel Miranda said. Jasmine  put her attention on the adult who was taking  making Anthony  feel relieved.

"Ok, in three weeks we will be hitting broadway I wanted you guys to know in advanced we have a lot of work to be done " she said. After talked a little more but I didn't litsen because I was staring at Jasmine as she stood up straight and litsened attentively to the speaker . I always thought Jasmine's  love for singing  was so adorable. The slam of the door made me knock back into reality and see that the lady  had left.

"Alright guys, todays the big day, I will pass out the stuff and just wait for instructions," lin  said. He walked into the supplies closet and took out many trays and disecting instruments. He  began passing them around and the gagging of many kids filled the room. He  got to the two of us and layed a tray down in front of us. A dead cat that had one straight line on its stomache was in it. He  put down two aprons, gloves and many tweisers and stuff like that. I looked at Jasmine  who looked like she was going to throw up any second and she looked away from the carcass.

"Oh my god, this is gross," she said with one hand on her chest and a disgusted look stuck on her face.

"I know," I said and looked away from it, retching dramatically.

"Ever since we disected that frog in 7th grade, i havent been able to look at a dead animal," she said burying her face on my shoulder. I laughed and nodded.

"I know, you almost ran out and threw up," I teased trying to bug her... and maybe flirt a little. She scoffed and punched my arm making me laugh a little bit more.

"What about you? You actually gagged so much, I'm pretty sure you actually threw up after class," she laughed, I rolled my eyes and shoved her.

"Ok, listen closely," Lin  began and we did what we were told. After workshop  I said good-bye to Jasmine  and she joined her ugly boyfriend and they went to find the rest of the gang . I walked out far behind them, and came across sign-up sheet for a pub night I bit my bottom lip, fighting with myself wondering if I should sign-up or not. Before I could stop myself I picked up a pen and wrote my name on the next blank line.