Our Own Ending (Jeffmads Punk!Thomas and Nerd!James)

-2- Thomas

I watch as some girl drag James away. I stare as she hides behind the bleachers. I looked as they talk, then look over to me. I decided I shouldn't act creepy, so I walk away casually. Everyone around me is playing basketball or talking in little groups.
Everyone was avoiding me, not that I minded. People always see me as a dangerous guy. I mean, I see why. But there's not need to be a least 10 feet away from me. When I walk by groups whisper and walk away. I already know they're talking about me.
Rumors are always spreading about me being a murderer, or I'm a drug addict. Ok, one of those is true...anyways. I look back and see James walking away from the bleachers angrily. I chuckle and lean against the wall. He stands far away from his friends and looks at his phone. I take this as perfect time to stare at him.
I look at his arms. I must say, he needs to wear T-shirts more often, they show off his muscles. I look back at his friends. They look like they don't even notice that he's gone. I smile and walk over to their little group of basics.
"Hey," they look up at me, since they are all shorter than me. They whisper among each other. I roll my eyes then someone speaks.
"Hi," It was that girl that was dragging James away, "can I speak with you...alone?"
I nod and she walks out into the hallway, I followed.
She looks back me with a angry face, "Listen here, Thomas," She backs me against a wall, "stay the fuck away from James,"
I smirk, yeah that's not going to happen sweetheart, "And if I don't?" I push her away and bend down to her level.
"W-Well, I'll hurt you," She says half confidently and half scared. I have to keep myself from laughing.
"I'll think about it," I stand up and walk back into the gym.
I see James, still by himself. I strut over to him and stand behind him, keeping my distance.
He didn't notice me. I sigh and speak.
"Hey, James," He jumps and looks back at me.
"H-Hi, Thomas," I put out my hand for him to shake, hesitantly he shakes it.
"I don't think we have really introduced each other," He nods and lets go of my hand. I look at him and smile.
"W-Well I should g-go," He looks over at his friends, they're looking at us.
"Of course," I take a deep breath and he slowly walks away.
I'm a little hurt, but not that much. The bell rings and change out of gym clothes and head to science. I have James in that class. The late bell rings when I walk in. The teacher tells everyone to take a seat and look through there textbooks. I sit in my assigned seat and don't bother to turn to the right page.
My eyes glance over to James. The totally imperfect, perfect James. His eyes lock with mine and I wiggle my eyebrows. He looks back at his book and hides his face.
I frown and look down at my book. I never understood science, even worse is that we're learning about human anatomy.
Eventually the bell rings for us to go home, and I'm called to stay after class.
"Mr.Jefferson..." Mr.Fredrick says in a thick British accent, "I highly recommend you get a tutor, as you see your grades are dropping at a very alarming rate," I sigh.
"Who'd did you have in mind as a tutor?" I've had about 3 tutors this year, all of them stopped after a day. I'm not sure why.
"Maybe...Mr.Madison?" I instantly perk up, "He has very good grades, and you seem to be very fond of him already,"
I nod and take some paper he wanted me fill out, "That would great Mr.Fredrick," I smile.
"I'll ask Mr.Madison tomorrow," He clicks on his computer, "remember I'm doing this to show my love," He smiles and dismissed me away.
I fill out the papers and set them on his desk. As I walk out of school I can't help but smile dumbly. Hopefully he will agree to be my tutor...he probably will.
I walk to my house and heat up some leftovers.
My mom is at work all day, so I never really see her. After I eat, I head to my room and lay on my bed. I smile and slowly fall asleep.