truth or dare (jachary)

Chapter One

zach 💍

i rolled out of bed monday morning with a scowl on my face. i didn't want to go to school. i groaned and rolled out of bed, wanting to do nothing but jump right back under the covers and sleep all day. i moped my way to the shower, pushing play on my spotify playlist and hopping in.

my mind wandered to jack avery, star of the volleyball team. i've had a crush on him since i went to the first volleyball game of eighth grade. i went with my best friend, jonah marais. i didn't necessarily want to go, but i just went to get out of the house and hang out with jonah. jack was the server of the opposite middle school's team. i noticed his head of adorable and curly hair first. his charming brown eyes and volleyball skills came shortly after. jonah noticed me staring and said teasingly, "oooooohh zachy has a crush on number thirteen." i blushed. hard. long story short, we've been to every volleyball game since.

when i snapped out of my thoughts, i realized i'd been in the shower for half an hour. shit. i have fifteen minutes to be out of the house if i want to get to school on time. my hair alone usually takes longer that that. i quickly put on a white hoodie, black ripped jeans, and my checkered vans, ran my hand through my hair a couple of times, and ran out the door after saying goodbye to my sister, reese.

i may or may not have been speeding a bit, but i try my best to stay under the radar when it comes to school and teachers, not wanting to be picked on like i did back in fifth grade. the one that gave me this stupid nickname. anyways, being late to class is not the best way to do that.

i was out of it all day, not thinking about anything except jack and occasionally sleep. until lunch. what happened at lunch still has me shaken up. i don't know if it makes me happy that i went to school today or not.

jack 🍜

i woke up this morning in a great mood. i don't even know why. i got up thirty minutes early without an alarm, and made isla and i breakfast. ava refuses to eat breakfast since she has the early lunch shift at 11:25. today was going to be a good day.

i got in my car after throwing on my volleyball jersey and a pair of blue ripped jeans, and headed off to pick up daniel and corbyn. corbyn's house was first. he jumped into the car and smiled at me.

"what up, corbs?"

"i'm hyped as hell for the big game tonight!"

i chuckled and began the drive to get daniel. we pulled up in his driveway and waited a minute. no daniel. i dialed his number and waited for him to answer. i started laughing at him hysterically as he rambled on about how he couldn't fit his binder into his backpack. eventually he came out of the house, half unzipped backpack in hand, with his binder sticking out. i was in tears from laughing so hard.

once we arrived at school, the day was pretty uneventful. up until lunch. something strange happened at lunch. or i guess someone.

A/N AYYYEEE WADDUP i was busy stanning why don't we again today when i got the idea for this story , but i'm already in the middle of writing a pentatonix (scomiche) one, so i was just going to save this in my drafts. now i just say fuck it, and even though i'm already lazy as fuck at updating one, LETS UPDATE TWO !

oh well. side note: jachary is real and imagine one day they come out and tell us and we all have to act surprised...

OKAY BYE !