“close your mouth hood, you’re gonna catch flies.” patrick joked, using his right hand to close calum’s ajar mouth. calum just grumbled a “shut up, stump.” and flicked the boy’s hand. pete chuckled, the two’s bickering always seemed to amuse him.
a small and frail voice interrupted the three. “um. can i sit there? there aren’t any other seats.” it was the new boy, he was pointing to calum. calum wasn’t sure whether to throw up or pull the boy into the seat next to him. he decided both weren’t very good plans.
“uh, yeah.” he spoke, smiling at the blonde. the boy quickly climbed in next to him, closest to the window. calum never thought that he’d be thankful pete and patrick always demanded to sit together. “i’m calum.” he said, jutting his hand out for the smaller boy.
the blonde shakily grabbed the other’s hand, sending shock waves through calum’s body. he quickly retreated, letting out a “i-I’m a-ashton.”
a giant smile overtook calum’s face. ‘ashton’ he thought dreamily. [same cal, same]
no one talked the rest of the bus ride, except for the usual “turn the music down idiot! are you trying to make me deaf?!” s from patrick and “my chemical romance can never be too loud, patty me boy.” s from pete.
not to mention the very rare(not at all rare, he said it basically every five minutes) “shut up numbskulls.” from calum.
ashton chuckled when he said that, and that made calum feel very accomplished and happy. he then vowed to make sure that that heavenly sound exited ashton’s mouth every day.
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“mr. hood. please explain to me what the square root of 113, 456 is and why.”
“you expect me to know that?!”
“you get an F for the day, calum.”
“okay.”
calum was used to it, honestly.
he was used to his teachers not appreciating the fact that he didn’t care. he was used to failing. he was used to the sympathetic looks sent to him from patrick from across the room. he was used to pete giving him a thumbs up and mouthing ‘good one cal.’ and the occasional; ‘feeling punk rock today, are you?’ he was used to pete getting detention because of it.
he was used to all of it, really. and he lived his life that way.
so, when he went to crocker’s class after hedidntcare's, he wasn’t used to crocker not doing the usual. he didn’t even send a second glance calum’s way.
instead, he turned all of his attention towards ashton. ‘oh dang. this isn’t going to end well.’
crocker’s face twisted into a sick grin once the bell rang. he advanced towards ashton’s desk. he smiled wickedly. “fresh meat.” he sneered.
calum’s eyes widened. he didn’t want ashton to have trouble on his first day. so, he did the first thing that came to mind. he tried to gain crocker’s attention.
“mr. crocker, I didn’t do my homework.” he didn’t even shift his gaze. “what were we doing last class? I wasn’t listening.” at this point, no one was paying any attention to calum.
they were all transfixed on mr. crocker and the fear etched on ashton’s face. a face that calum felt should never hold fear. nothing but happiness.
so, he did the second thing that came to mind.
since nobody was noticing anything, they were basically all out of it, calum assumed he could sneak a wish in. he took his luke out of the spine of his notebook-michael-and whispered, “luke. luke. luuuke.”
“of service.” the eraser replied. “I wish crocker forgot that ashton was a new student and that he went along with his usual lesson plans, torturing me.” luke smiled. “granted.”
in a flash crocker was up at the chalkboard, writing ‘pop quiz’ in all capitals with a line under it. both ashton and calum let out a small sigh of relief.
in that moment, calum made his second vow that day.
that he would use his fairies to help ashton whenever he could, wherever he was.
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AN: AWWWWWWWW
Little Cally wally has a cwush!!!!!!
Just a little chapter for the sake of updating and because i'm already in love with this. :/...
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Fairly Gayparents {cashton}
Fanfiction“who the heck are you?!” “the best thing to ever happen to you.” “shut up michael, we’re your fairy godparents.” Or, a cashton fairly oddparents au in which calum needs some serious help, and michael and luke are exactly what he needs. maybe. [lower...
