the fairy | john bender ✅

four

"If I lose my temper, you're totaled, man!"

"Totally?"

"Totally." The tension between the criminal and the athlete makes Jc feel out of place. Seems like he's getting used to the awkward feeling, as this is the second time in ten minutes he's felt awkward.

"Why don't you shut up?!" Claire butts in. "Nobody here is interested."

"Really!" Andrew adds on.

"Well hey Sporto! What'd you do to get in here? Forget to wash your jock?" Bender wonders, leaning forward in his chair.

"Look, just because you live in here doesn't give you the right to be a pain in the ass so knock it off!"

"It's a free country." Both boys and Claire turn, looking at Julian, who started doodling on his paper again. A moment passes before he looks up, seeing the three looking over at him. He looks to his left as well, finding Brian and Allison staring as well. Julian only shrugs, saying, "He can speak whatever he wants, it's in the First Amendment."

"See?" Bender adds on, waving his arm at the male.

"Those assholes are trying to get a rise out of you. Just ignore them!" Claire butts in once more. Jc scrunches his brows, looking up with an annoyed look on his face.

"You're calling us the assholes while you always got your head up your ass, princess," Julian insults, looking down at his paper.

"Fuck you, faggot." Claire degrades.

"You know who I am yet you still ask me to fuck you?" Julian questions, turning his view to the female with a raised brow. Claire scoffs, turning in her seat. "No, no," Jc repeats. He hops over his table, sitting beside John without a thought. "Since you try to pick at me, it's now my turn. Let's see...." he trails off looking at the two.

"They're probably boyfriend and girlfriend," Bender declares, waving his finger at the two.

"Nah, they're lovers, man," Julian adds on.

"No, you know what?" Bender waves the male to lean in a bit, imitating children spilling secrets. "Sporto over there probably slips her the hot beef injection," Bender drags the last words out, a smile forming on Jc's lips.

"Go to hell!"

"Enough!" the preps screams, creating a bigger smile on Jc's lips.

"Hey! What's going on in there?" Vernon yells. Everyone quiets. Julian rolls his eyes, leaning back in his chair. His eyes bore into the scab on his knuckle again, picking it like the night before.

Feeling a pair of eyes on him, Julian looks up, finding Bender's eyes focused at Jc's knuckles. Instinctively, he pulls his hand from view, making John look up at the latter. A moment passes before he looks away from John's dark brown eyes, not wanting to get lost.