I Don't Understand You (Jon Cozart Fanfic)

Isn't That Skirt Too Short?

I wake up early and started getting ready for school. I wash and brush my teeth. I then quickly put my chocolate brown hair into a messy bun  so I  can do my make up without it getting in my face. I put on my foundation, then I do smoky eye shadow and finally put my eyeliner on. I then brush my hair, flip it over to one side and made it wavy. I then put on my long sleeve crop top and my black roller skirt. To complete my look, I add black braces on the back of my skirt and clip them onto the front. As I eat my breakfast, I look on my social media. I am in the popular crowd at school, (even though I don't really care that much about being popular), so I have to keep up to date with everything.I see a message from my best friend Layla. Layla is different from all my other best friends. This is because she isn't a fake, she is a true best friend. I read: "I heard you got stuck with Jon Cozart for your music project".

"Yeah" I reply.

"Poor you :( well, don't worry. Its only for two weeks" she reminds me. I then close my laptop and head off for school.

When I get there, I remember that I have music first lesson. I walk in and see that Jon is there already sitting at our desk. He has a ukulele in his hands and he is strumming it. I can't hear what he is playing from where I am because everyone is talking. I let out a sigh and walk up to him. "Hi" I say with a fake smile. He doesn't say anything for a few seconds. He just looks at me and then scans me up and down.

"Isn't that skirt too short for school?" he asks. It only goes just above the knee! what is talking about "too short"!?

"Isn't that shirt too geeky for school" I say as I fling my bag down and he frowns. And yes, a Hogwarts T-shirt is too geeky for school. "And no, my skirt is not to short" I smile sweetly at him. "Well then my shirt is not too geeky" he says smiling back.

We start to discuss what we are going to sing. "I think we should sing something classic" he suggests.

"Ummm, no. I don't want to have to sing opera" I complain. He just laughs at me and I give him a confused look.

"Not that type of classic idiot! I was talking about a kind of old song that everyone enjoys".

"Oh," I say as I look away, unable to look at him because I am slightly embarrassed.

"Its okay, lots of people suffer with being an idiot" he smiles. I then punch him on his back. "Ow!" he laughs.

"Well, I was thinking we should aing something modern and that people would  want to hear". He shakes his head and says,

"people also like the classic stuff too". We then ask to go to a computer room to serch up songs like some of the other students have. We both go into the room and log on. We serch the internet for songs but we can't decide on one.

"Your so stubborn! Why can't you just agree to a song that I like!?" He moans in frustration.

"Because all the songs you are choosing suck!" I moan back. As he continues to complain about how I am stubborn and stuff like that, I place my head in my hands. I try to think of something we would both like. I then get the best idea ever! "Jon, shut up for a sec'. I have the best idea ever!". He gives me a bored look, as it to say "yeah, sure you do". "why don't we do a mashup!?" I suggest.

"That sounds like a terrible idea" he says just as the bell goes.

"Lets just try it!" I beg. He rolls his eyes and says "Fine. Somehow I have a feeling this isn't going to end well" . We then agree that we are going to his house after school to practice.

At lunch I sit with my friends. Layla is there too. "So, Layla told us you got stuck with Cozart" Jake says with a slight laugh.

"Yeah," I sigh, "we have nothing in common at all!" I moan.

"Well, it could be worse." Layla tells me.

"True" I admit. I then look over to Jon who is sitting across the canteen. He is sitting with a bunch of smart people who I never talk to. Most people think I dont talk to them because I'm too popular for them, but really its because I'm worried I will say something stupid and they will laugh at me. He then looks up and catches me looking at him. I then quickly make it look as if I'm laughing at him or something like that, so he doesn't think that I am Checking him out or something. He just gives a friendly smile and waves. I then slowly wave back as if to say "ummm, hi and why the hell are you waving at me?".  "Anyway, I'm going to his house tonight" I say, and as I do Layla just about choaks on her salad.

"I thought you just said you didn't like him!" she almost yells in confusion.

"No, I just said we just have nothing in common" I point out. She just shakes her head.

After school I wait out the front and look out for Jon. As people walk past me they say stuff like "see you later" or "see ya". I just smile and wave at them.

It is now five minutes after the bell and Jon still hasn't shown up. But then I feel someone tap my right shoulder. I spin around and come face to face with Jon. I jump back slightly and he chuckles to himself at the fact that he made me jump. "Don't do that!" I say and punch him on the arm.

"Then don't hit me!" He says back "...OW!". We then start walking to his house. We are halfway to his house now. We haven't talked much, but we have more than we normally do. "So...do you like YouTube?" he asks me. My eyes widen when he says that. Could we possibly have something in common!?

"Yeah, yeah I do!" I smile. He smiles back.

"Thats the first time I have seen you genuinely smile" he laughs.

"So, do you like YouTube?" I ask getting my hopes up a little.

"Like YouTube? I love it!" He smiles. Suddenly a car comes screeching down the road just as I'm about to step out to cross the road. Jon then quickly puts his hand out over my stomach and pushes me back slightly. As he touches me, my heart starts pounding and my stomach feels like it has butterflies in it. I now start to panic about this feeling and decide to get him off me as quickly as possible. "Don't touch me!" I say flicking him off me.

"Sorry, god" He rolls his eyes. I don't know what that feeling was or how it happened, all I know is that its not a good feeling to be having.