The Core Five - High school style

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Mike's pov

Why do I always lose my keys?
I've looked through my entire bag and all my pockets, but they're nowhere to be found. I decide to go check the biology classroom, since that's where I remember holding my keys in my hand. Hoping the classroom's still open, I walk through the school halls. Once I've arrived, I want to just go inside, when something grabs my attention. I can see Kylo's back, he's bending over to someone else, it looks like he even has that person pressed against the wall, rubbing his hands over their chest.
What the fuck?
I open the door and walk in. Kylo turns around, revealing the person he was standing so close to.
It's Daniel, who's looking more uncomfortable than ever.
"Hey," I say, giving him an alarming look. This is a very very bad situation, and I have to get Daniel out of here.
I clear my throat.
"Daniel, I thought I told you to meet me after school?"
Daniel looks incredibly relieved at my sight and nods. "Yeah, sorry."
When he wants to walk toward me, Kylo grabs his arm.
"Where are you going?"
"To the party," I make up on the spot.
"Yes," Daniel adds. "Chads party."
Before waiting for Kylo's reaction, I gesture Daniel to come with me and together we walk out of the classroom. As soon as we're out of Kylo's sight, I turn to him.
"What the fuck was that?"
Daniel sighs. "Kylo's a creep."
"Yeah, I noticed. We should report him, right now."
I begin to walk again when he stops me. "We can't."
"Why the fuck not, Daniel? It's illegal for a teacher to interact with students. He'll go to jail."
Daniel puts his face in his hands.
"He's blackmailing me. He knows my secret."
"And you're letting him control you?" I'm almost shouting at him. Luckily there's no one around to hear us.
"I don't know what else to do!"
I let out a sigh.
"Just think. What's worse, people finding out about your 'secret' or having your teacher forcing you to sexually interact with them?"
"I don't know either."
"Okay, if it's so important, tell me. What's your secret about?"
Daniel raises his eyebrows at me.
"Why do you think I'd tell you?"
"Because I know you have feelings for me. You can trust me," I tell him.
"I do!" He shouts.
"Of course I trust you. I just can't tell you right now, not before I've got my shit together."
I sigh. "Well, get your shit together and after that we'll report Kylo."
"Okay, will do."
I turn around and start to walk away when I hear Daniel calling me.
"Wait, Mike."
I look at him.
"Are we still going to Chads party?"
I chuckle. "Yeah, why not."
"Cool, see you tonight."

Jacky's pov

I'm sitting on the couch with Mike, we're watching our favourite show: Zombie Apocalypse. Right in the middle of an intense fight scene, my phone screen brightens.
Message from Jamie
"Pause it," I tell Mike. He shakes his head, not daring to take his eyes of the tv. "Hell no."
I grab the remote and press pause.
"Hell yes."
"What's so important that you have to pause my OTP killing each other off?"
I laugh. "You and your stupid OTP's. Jamie just texted me."
He immediately leans over to look at my phone. "Ooh, what's he saying?"
I open my text messages.
"Probably just something about art class. We're partners."
"Looks like you're meant to be together."
"That doesn't even make sense."
I read the message.
Hey gorgeous, I guess we're partners, huh?
"Did he just call you gorgeous?" Mike asks, raising his eyebrows.
"I guess. What do I reply?"
"I don't know," he says, shrugging.
"Uhm." I begin to type a short reply.
Definitely
"Too certain?" I ask Mike.
"Nah, it's fine."
Another message pops up.
Love the confidence. Anyways, are you going to Chads party tonight?
"He's asking me out!" I exclaim, completely stunned. Mike doesn't approve. "That fuckboy already has a girlfriend."
"Who cares about fake bitch April. I'm gonna say yes."
"Wait," Mike tells me.
"You have to play hard to get."
"Alright."
Hmm, not sure yet.
Jamie's typing and soon leaves me another flirty message.
C'mon, you're too pretty to stay at home! Do it for me?
I smile.
For you
Mike sighs.
"What a fuckboy."