(BMC)Five Squips and a Jeremy

Chapter 5

First day back with computers yelling in his head...oh boy this was going to be absolute torture.

Jeremy scoured his closet and finally found a shirt he liked, that shirt being black, white, pink, magenta, cyan, and orange, with a thin, white sweater underneath.

"Okay we have half an hour before the bus gets here. Keira, Sal, can you help Jeremy with his appearance, but only do what he asks okay?"  Winston spoke with authority, which got the other Squips to listen easily. "Shane make sure he's good and awake for the day alright?"

"I can do that." Shane ran over to Jeremy and clapped in his ears a bit.

"Good God Shane I'm awake!" Jeremy laughed and Shane hugged him, sending a thumbs up to Winston.

"I just stand here I guess since none of you trust me..." Eric mumbled, scratching at his electrical conduction bracelets a bit.

"WELL if you didn't ABUSE Jeremy I'd let you help him do something but you're not suited for that." Winston spoke with annoyance in his tone and Eric pouted.

Meanwhile, Jeremy was watching as Keira and Sal combed and shines his hair in the bathroom mirror, surprised at how good they were at it.

When done, Jeremy walked back into the room and Winston was honestly amazed at how well the two fixed his hair.

"We are the Masters of makeup!" Keira pumped her fist in the air before Sal held his hand out for a high five. She gladly high fives him and Jeremy smiled at the image of them getting along.

"Jeremy you better get outside or the bus is gonna leave you!" Shane yelled in a panic and Jeremy nodded, grabbing his bag and running outside quickly.

He actually made it to the bus for once. He smiled as he sat in the back and plopped earbuds in, playing some relaxing Nintendo music because he wanted to calm down and feel himself leave his body.(HC that Jerm loves the SMG/SMG2 soundtracks and downloaded the calmer songs on his phone)

He closed his eyes and began daydreaming. He didn't care what about and he didn't pay attention as to what but he was daydreaming none the less.

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Jeremy entered his first class, which was algebra, and pulled his homework out, surprised to see Eric actually finished it.

He tapped his fingers impatiently, scrolling through his phone before getting a text.

Gaymer: dude I saw ur hair. It's so shiny like

Gaymer: amazing! <3 no homo

Queer_Heere: thnx dude

Gaymer: no prob. I gtg now, class just started, see ya next period

Queer_Heere: definitely

He sat the phone down and realized the student next to him was absent, and in his place now sat Winston, and Keira was sitting on the desk with her legs crossed.

Shane was under Jeremy's desk, eating a chocolate bar he must have manifested out of thin air. Meanwhile Eric was standing to the left of Jeremy and Sal was painting his nails, sitting behind Jeremy, back to his chair.(how many times will he paint his nails!?)

Class finally started and Jeremy was one of the only few students who turned in his homework. He was impressed with himself...err...Eric really but still.

He tuned out most of class, doodling stars and planets on his arm out if boredom. The Squips were scarily silent, except for Wisnton, who was taking notes on a small screen, maybe so Jeremy could write them down when he got home.

When class ended, Jeremy met up with Michael, who gave him a blue slushy.

"So did they act up yet?" Michael whispered and Jeremy shook his head.

"Not really. Eric's been p-pouting a lot but he's just being a baby."

"Jeremy don't you start, I have the optic nerve block button right here I can do it!" Eric yelled and Jeremy gulped a bit and wrapped an arm around Michael's arm.

"Eric if you do that I'll temporarily shut you down again. If not me, I'm sure Keira or Sal will because you made Shane cry." Winston grabbed Eric's wrist and the slightly smaller Squip was actually scared and jerked away.

Jeremy ignored them, and he walked to class, arm wrapped around Michael in fear Eric would make him invisible again.

The two got into class and Jeremy's heart exploded, remembering Christine sat in front of him in chem.

He sat down gently, Michael plopping in the chair next to him. Christine turned around to see them and Jeremy felt his face flush.

"Jeremy I've been meaning to find you, I wanna talk to you about out lunch last week." She smiled and Jeremy fell into his arms and Michael glanced at him and sighed.

"I'm sensing Michael is jealous." Sal whispered and Keira nodded. "Winston what do you think?"

"Oh yeah he is totally in love with Jeremy, just look at his face. He's been hurt clearly by Jeremy's crush." With that, Jeremy looked up at Winston in confusion.

'Michael likes me?'

"Well yeah Jeremy I mean look at him." Shane was standing behind Michael, hugging from behind, even though Michael couldn't see it. "I feel bad for him, I'm pretty sure he's liked you for a while now. If only I could talk to him..." Shane was running his hands through Michael's hair sympathetically, making a puppy dog face at Jeremy.

'I'll ask him about it later.'

"Yay!!" Shane clapped happily and all off them seemed to like Jeremy's plan, except Eric.

"He's supposed to hook up with Christine you four are you forgetting that!?" He yelled and the four of them eyed him.

"Eric shut up. You're just pissed that Jeremy doesn't like you." Sal ruffled Eric's hair before flicking his nose. "Ooh that was good I felt like a Heather for a second." He smiled and Keira clapped, cauisng his outfit to change into a bright red dress with a black plaid shirt, and diamond patterned leggings. "Holy shit I'm a Heather now."

"I am not pissed!! I don't care if Jeremy likes me!" Eric protested and Sal rolled his eyes.

"Bish please, you care. You just don't wanna admit it." Sal smiled sarcastically and Eric pulled up a screen and deactivated himself. "Man that was fun."

"Yeah that was awesome. You're like a mean girl but not a girl." Keira smiled and Sal fist bumped her before snapping and making her outfit change to Heather Duke's clothes.

"There...now we need a Ronnie and a Banana Heather. Shane is too pure to be a Heather. Winston you're Heather McNamara now." Sal clapped, changing both their outfits and they turned back to him. "C'mon it's clever."

"Yeah it is pretty clever." Winston admitted, and with that, class began.