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Chatper 2 - Trouble

John's PoV

It's only a few days into the school day with the new kid and everyone's coming up to me asking, 'are you gonna be gay for him too?'

I hate society. I just hate how everyone is so judgemental of others as to assume what they'd say or do. People are close minded sheep and it's so aggravating it makes me want to- UGH.

4th period. I sat in class, usually the middle seat in the 3rd row. Alexander is in my class too. Along with my 2nd, 5th, and 7th period. No one was expecting a new kid or principal this late into the semester but what'd ya know? But I don't know why he makes me feel kinda.... Weird-

Don't get me wrong! He's great and all but, he makes me feel something else and I don't know what the fuck it is.

'Come on, Laurens. Pull yourself togeth-'

My thoughts were cut off as I noticed that someone had sat beside me. I look over. It's Alexander.

"Oh.. hi-" I waved slightly with an emotionless expression.

"Hey, Jack! It's okay if I call you that, right? Or maybe Jackie?" Alexander smiled and waved back.

Nobody has called me Jack or Jackie since... my dad passed away. Only Frances has..

I smiled a bit out of instinct, not really a fake smile but it was partly genuine, "I-.. guess if you want to call me that, you could."

"Great! You can call me Alex."

"Alex sounds nice.." I fantasized.

"Why thank you. Uhm- so, this is Science class?" he asked, slight dread in his voice.

I chuckled lightly and nodded, "I know, boring right? It's my least favorite class."

"I think it might become mine too." he laughed.

That laugh- god it made me feel something- I SWEAR if I don't find out why I feel this way, I'll be screwed.

Peggy, who is also in this class, tapped me on the shoulder.

"Ooo- is the quiet boy blushing?"

Wait- I'm blushing? SHIT-

"Wh- N-NO! I'm not blushing!" I denied, covering my face with my hands.

Alexander had a confused look resting on his carribean face, "John, are you sure you're okay?"

"He's finnnnee." Peggy giggled, "Just a bit FLUsTeReD."

I squealed into my hands and huffed, crossing my arms once I was sure that the blood had stopped rushing to my cheeks.

"I'm fine, Alex. Peggy is just being herself."

Peggy gasped in defense, "How dare-? I am the best me I could ever be- In fact, I'm the me inside of me!"

"And that's a good thing?" I rolled my eyes.

She glared daggers at me as Alexander laughed awkwardly.

"Okay you two, we don't need blood on the walls."

"She started it!" I huffed.

"Mr. Laurens, Ms. Schuyler, Mr. Hamilton, do we have a problem?" The teacher called out.

I froze and rolled my eyes, "No ma'am." I sounded like a sarcastic bitch, so Alexander nudged me roughly and I hissed at him. Like a fucking cat.

"Mr. Laurens, Hamilton, that's lunch detention. Hamilton, keep your hands to yourself."