Chapter 1- More than Survive

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The story does switch POV from time to time so... yeah! Also, I'm not writing the lyrics but the characters will be talking and the song is above so... Enjoy~
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Jeremy's POV

I sat at my computer, waiting for the site to load. I sighed and hummed impatiently.
"Cmon, already. Load, you stupid porno" My feet tapped impatiently and I leaned back in my chair, my head starting to hurt from the pent up sexual tension below my abdomen. I glanced at the clock, which read 7:05 am. I groaned and exited out of the site then backed away from my computer. I stood up and stretched. Feeling super uncomfortable, I grabbed a pair of pants and put them on them walked to the bathroom. I grabbed my toothbrush and started brushing my teeth when my dad walked in... without pants, as usual. I spit out the toothpaste and looked at him in the mirror as he did his business.
"Dad! Geez! Can't I get a little privacy?!" I huffed and avoided eye contact with him, instead keeping my eyes locked on my mirror self and silently pointing out every flaw on my face.
"Ah, we're all men in this house. Just pretend we're in the army." He grinned and turned his head, looking at me in the mirror before turning back. I rolled my eyes.
"Can you... at least be wearing pants when I get home?" He didn't say anything except "ten-hut!" And salute to the wall. I just walked out, made my way to my room and said nothing.

I opened my closet, looking for my shoes and mumbling to myself.
"Should I take a bus or walk instead?" I sighed and closed the closet, the bubbly feeling of dread in my stomach. I reached under my bed and found my shoes. Sighing, I fell back on my bed. I looked at my face in a mirror across the room my face turning red from the nervousness. I sat up and took a deep breath, mumbling to myself again.
"Weight the options calmly and be still..." I let out a small sigh. And used my hands as a balance. I flipped the left hand over. "A junior on the bus is killer weak"- I paused for a moment and flipped my right hand over and bit my lip. -"but if I walk, when I arrive, I'm gonna straight up reek." I stood up and picked up my bag. "And my boxers will be bunchy and my pits will leak." I groaned, going with the bus option. I put my shoes on as my phone lit up with a text from Michael. I peered over at it as I tied my shoes. Instead of reading the message, my eyes peered over at the time.
7:35.
My eyes widened as I stood up and looked out the window.
"Shit! The bus!" I grabbed my phone and bag and ran out the door, the bus pulling away as I exited. I stopped for a moment and sighed. "I don't wanna be a hero, just wanna stay in the line." I guess I'll be walking. I walked down the sidewalk a little, moving onto the road, avoiding two teens walking my way. I yelped and hit a parked car that was right in front of me. "I'll never a Rob Deniro." The two teens looked at me and snickered. "For me Joe Pesci is fine." I unfolded my 'Humiliation Sheet' from my pocket and put a tally under the word 'snicker'. I stopped outside the school and gripped my book bag tighter. Gulping slightly, I walked in.

No POV

The student pushed past each other as they walked the halls. Jenna Rowland, a popular girl with ALL the gossip walked to her two friends, waving at teachers and fellow popular peers as she went until she made her way to Brooke and Chloe. Jenna waved to Brooke and Brooke waved back. Chloe was too busy going into the details of what Jenna told her last night about Madeline and Jake.
"So, Jenna Rowland, said Madeline told Jake, 'I'll only have sex with you if you beat me at pool." Chloe had a look of disgust on her face. "Then, she lost at pool... deliberately." Brooke's eyes lit up.
"That is so awesome!" Chloe's eyes narrowed.
"Brook!"
"I-I mean, slutty..." Brooke covered her mouth with a handful of her hair to hide her embarrassment. Jenna smiles, knowing what happened next. She spoke up.
"And then Madeline was all like"-
"IM TELLING THE STORY, JENNA!" Chloe huffed as she interrupted Jenna. The girls quickly hushed as Jeremy walked past them. Chloe whispered to Jenna. "Oh my god. He is like, totally getting off on that." They both made 'ew' and 'gross' sounds. Brooke watched Jeremy walk by with pity.

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