MCSM Miscellaneous

notes - jaiden (1/2)

Aiden had two notes in his pockets.

One was for a girl who usually sat in the chair ahead of him in Earth Sciences, Stella: Confident, stubborn, and very, very lovely. She was quite honestly out of his league, but his note asked her out for dinner at 6 today with a heart dotting the 'i' in his name, because he was pretty sure he liked her. He admired Stella and had fun talking to her when he could.

The other was for his rival, Jesse: This kid he managed to have three classes with. His mortal enemy. Shitty, hyper, I-beat-you-at-soccer-even-though-I'm-smaller, overconfident and grinning Jesse. Aiden could say he hated him without thinking twice. They were constantly competing with each other, and for some unlucky reason, even when Jesse lost, he managed to be happy about being stupid.

It was immensely annoying. Aiden could not, under any circumstance, stand Jesse.

His note said something along the lines of calling Jesse a coward and wanting to fight him in two days after school.

Aiden wrote both in his third class of the day. The only reason he was taking Latin was because Maya was taking it, and he wanted at least somebody he knew. Maya offered to help him go over his notes, making sure he spelled the vocab correctly once she quit calling him an idiot for purposefully picking a fight, but Aiden refused. Her help wasn't necessary.

Aiden had made his plan. He would slip each note into the recipient's textbook during lunch-- Stella left her things at an inside table while she got her meal, and Jesse was always running around doing god knows what, leaving his stuff at a bench outdoors with one of his friends.

Maya plopped down at their table just as he slid his note into the first page of Stella's English textbook. She swallowed a bite of her sandwich and watched him return. "Dude, what were you doing by Stella's backpack? Creep."

He rolled his eyes. "Just passing out something important."

"Ooh, a secret?" she raised her eyebrows suspiciously. "Hmm. Interesting. Is it about you trying to fight Jesse, because that's actually hilarious--"

"No, it isn't," Aiden snapped. He rested back in his chair, ignoring the sounds of the noisy lunchroom. "I asked Stella out, today at six," he said quietly. "I kind of felt like it, so why not?"

Maya set her meal down, looking a little confused as if she was expecting a different response. Then she shook her head, pasting a bright smile on her face, and he decided not to ask what that was about. "Well, that's something new. You picking her up?" she teased.

"Shut up already." Aiden had failed his first driver's exam and was working on attempting it a second time. "There's a small restaurant right by my house, I asked her to meet me at my place and we could walk over."

She drummed her fingers on the surface, voicing a mental note about a late project and writing it down with a marker on her forearm. "Too bad you beat me to it. She's super pretty. Hey, what about that absolutely unnecessary note for Jesse?"

He leaned over the table, annoyed. "I don't know-- he just pisses me off a lot. Aren't you supposed to have all those wild experiences in high school? He probably won't show up, anyway; Jesse wouldn't fight anyone, much less hurt me, I don't think."

"You never know, but," Maya said, taking another bite of her sandwich. "I don't think you would hurt Jesse, either."

They fell into silence after that, Aiden focusing on an assignment that was due next period, unsettled. Maya had no clue what she was talking about. She didn't know what the relationship between him and Jesse was like, she didn't know shit.