The Cons Of Being Me {TEAM CRAFTED} (ON HOLD)

chapter 1

3rd Person//Home

"Oh my Notch!" A dirty blonde boy squeals as he wraps his arms around a boy with straight brown hair placed in front of his right eye. He kissed Ty on the cheek, before turning around and hugging him. "YES!"

Ty's eyes widened as he pushed away from Jason, a little frightened because Jason was being Jason.

Fun fact about Jason, when he feels extreme emotions; he acts gay. Really gay. It's almost concerning how gay he acts.

"What is it?" A blue and orange hybrid asks as he takes off the pair of Ian's extra sunglasses. He folds them up, sticking them in his shirt pocket. Jason squeals again, kissing Ty on his other cheek much to the shorter boys dismay.

"We're getting a new student!" Jason squealed, hugging the closest person to him; Mitch, since Ty was now hiding behind Quentin. Jason let one arm go, swinging himself with his arm around Mitch's neck. Then, Jason takes in a quick breath and looks straight at Ian. "Oh my Notch, what if he's hot?"

"Maybe he is, maybe he isn't." Jason continued on rambling, wrapping his other arm around Mitch's waist, coming face-to-face with Mitch, who's eyes widened. "I hope to Notch he's hot."

Then, Jason closes his eyes, arms still wrapped around Mitch's neck. He takes in a breath, then let's go. He smiles, looking around at everyone.

I think he'll make a great addition to our group, don't you?" Jason asks, squealing again at the end. He then latches onto Seto, Jason's hands now around Seto's waist. "Lovely addition, right Seto?"

"Yeah, sure Jason." Seto said, smiling a little at the end in an attempt to get Jason off of him. Jason squealed, kissing Seto on the lips before he let go and twirled over to Ian. Seto's face was now a bright shade of pink, his eyes wide.

Jason's left arm was now around Ian's neck, and his right hand is playing with Ian's hair. Jason stared straight into Ian's hidden blue eyes.

"Do you, Ian?" Jason asked, still playing with Ian's hair. Ian, being incredibly nervous, completely forgot what Jason had asked Seto moments before.

"Do I what?" Ian inquired, nervous if Jason was going to kiss him or not. Jason smiled, kissing Ian on the cheek and twirling, before falling into Jerome's arms.

Jason looked up at Jerome, smiling.

"Do you, Jerome?" Jason asks, still looking up into Jerome's chocolate brown eyes.

"Yeah, actually." Jerome says. Jason laughs happily, standing back up and doing an air fist bump.

"Yay!" Jason exclaimed, before taking a deep breath and smiling once more. He fixes his posture, grinning. "Now I'm good."

Then he looked around, blinking in confusion when he was met by blushing boys staring back at him.

"What? Did I do something?" Jason asks innocently, looking between Ian, Ty, Seto, and Mitch, whose faces were bright red. Quentin shakes his head, laughing. Seto pulled his hood down further over his face while Mitch pulled his hood up. Ian and Ty were staring at the ground, and all four were blushing. "I'm so confused right now."

Quentin laughed harder, Jerome joining in. Jason's face perfectly portrayed his utter confusion.

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If I see it coming, do I run or do I let it be?
Is it like a beat without a melody?

Sky breathed out a sigh as he looked out at the school before him.

Back when he was twelve, he'd been one of the smarter kids. He'd already had the knowledge of an 8th grader. He'd been ready to be in 9th grade.

But, now he's 15; months late in the school year because of what he'd explained to the school faculty as "setbacks" and "problems".

He wasn't sure if he was ready, and although throughout the past few years he had been a "missing person", he'd studied as much as he could, though coming across math textbooks and teaching yourself wasn't as easy as it sounded. Now he wasn't sure if he was ready.

I had been arranged that after the first day of school, he'd be living on campus because "my parents are in another city, they didn't have enough money to send me to the private schools there and only had enough money to get me a taxi here".

Such a lie, but was clean enough to be believable.

Sky himself had changed his appearance so that'd he'd be less recognizable, instead of people seeing him and telling him he looked like the little twelve year old who went missing during a 911 call.

Sky was lucky his siblings and parents were the only ones who'd ever called him Sky.

Now, Sky was different. He was not Adam Dahlberg, the missing now 15-year-old. He was Sky Minecraft, the foreign exchange student.

Sky was so glad he'd been born Mexican, raised speaking Spanish.

He was glad for a lot of things, just not the deaths of his siblings and parents.

"Hey Sky!" Sky looked up from where he sat squinting a bit underneath his sunglasses so he could see whoever it was a bit more clearly. Standing above him was a tall blonde boy, who almost seemed to have gravity defying hair, with striking blue eyes and a black t-shirt with a... really yellow stick of butter? Sky blinked a few times, eyes on the boy, who seemed to have an Australian accent.

"I'm Brice Solace, your guide." The Aussie said, smiling and sticking out his hand. Sky took it,, shaking it. "By the way, I'm a ninth grader too. Don't be shy or intimidated."

"I'm not." Sky shrugged, keeping a great poker face. Brice nodded, before turning around and motioning for Sky to follow. Sky got up and proceeded after the tall blonde.

About 10 minutes into the tour, Sky finally spoke.

"Who's the most popular person here?" He asked, looking at the wall of poems to his right. Brice chuckled a little.

"Well, we are." Brice motioned to something on the wall. Sky walked over, seeing that Brice was pointing to a photograph of a group of people.

In the photo, there were a bunch of people sitting on some bleachers. A dirty blonde with blue eyes and star themed clothes was hugging a boy with straight brown "emo style" hair and a boy with curly brown hair and enchanting purple eyes.

Brice was standing there, holding up his left hand with the boy with purple eyes right hand. A boy with curly brown hair and a theme of grey was leaning on Brice, seemingly out of breath.

A boy with black hair in a similar style to that of the emo boy was smiling widely, punching the grey boy. Underneath them were two boys, a brown hairy hybrid and a boy with brown hair and a black and red plaid jacket, silver dog-tags dangling from around his neck. A purple dinosaur with a black eye patch was ruffling the black haired boys hair.

To the dinosaur's right, above the boy with purple and eyes and Brice, a blue and orange hybrid and a brown haired boy with sunglasses were laughing, the hybrids eyes closed as he did. Leaning on the boy with sunglasses, was another boy with a similar pair and an orange tie.

Underneath Brice was a green hybrid with 3-D glasses on, laughing as a male elf with blonde hair laid on his lap, smiling. A boy with a black bandit mask and and brown hair were laughing next to the elf.

A boy with brown hair and neon green eyes smiled at the camera, his hands folded neatly in his lap. A girl with brown hair and a theme of red was sitting quietly, smiling at the camera.

"This picture was taken after we had hosted a charity thing a couple of months ago," Brice explained while Sky looked at all the happy people. "It got our rep up and we become the most popular."

Sky nodded slowly, looking back at Brice.

"Good to know..."