Jake gets home and flings open the door to his bedroom.
"Mom, did you take my juul?" He screams in a loud, raised voice.
"I had to,' his mom Julien says, "You;re addicted"
"Are you kidding me?" Jayke retorts. "You're a whore!"
"You didn't mean that." Julein says.
"Yes i do!!!! it was $60!!!" Jake screams, running into his bedroom and slamming the door. Jake flings himself onto his bed. It has blankets and pillows, because he sleeps there. He thinks about his juul and feels a single tear roll down his cheek. He checks the time. It's 7:00pm on September 9, 2001. He opens his MacBook Air and goes to - he can probably catch a replay of Stiles' prayer stream from earlier. He'd never admit that he watches the weird kid's livestreamed prayers, but it calms him. He also thinks it's selfless that Stiles only ever prays for a Boeing 767 to not hit the Twin Towers; he's never asked God for anything else. Jake stopped believing in god when he was 7 and was told by the priest that he could not hit his juul during Sunday morning services. This upset his mother, who is Christian, but there was ultimately nothing she could do about it. His laptop loads the saved stream and he pushes himself under the covers to watch Stiles talk to god.
Jake blinks himself awake sometime later, after falling asleep by accident watching a Twitch livestream of Stiles (who he goes to school with) praying to God at church. He gets out of bed and takes off his Doc Martens, grateful that he didn't wear socks that morning. There is noting Jake Luppen hates like sleeping with socks on! he wiggles his nine toes and heads downstairs to try and find something to eat for dinner. He sees a post-it note on the fridge and sighs.
At book club with Phoebe and Lucy. I did not cook for you because I do not like you, and do not want you to live. Eat if you must.
Jake sighs again and picks up the phone to order a Pizza. He orders a Large Sicilian crust pizza with goat cheese, roasted red peppers, hot peppers, italian sausage, arugula and organic maple syrup. JAKE has taste! Some people cant relate but that simply is not his problem.
While he waits for his pizza, Jake begins to think. He does not think very often and tends to save it for special occasions. He thinks today is a special occasion! He spent many minutes and seconds with Stiles Stilinski, who is a mystery to Jake!
Jake does not know why Stiles doesn't like him. A lot of people do not like Jake, though, which is hurtful. He is an ass, yes, and he does not respect women, true, but his jawline is strong. Is that not enough anymore? There was a time where he would be hailed as a king! But perhaps it is time for him to change his attitude if he wants people to enjoy being around him, which he thinks he does. He texts his friends Whistler Allen and Zach Sutton, in their group chat "Bussy Boiz".
Jake: Hey guys what is up
Jake stares impatiently at his screen, relieved when three dots pop up to show him that Whistler is typing a reply.
Whistler: Hey Jake! I'm alright. As you know, I'm in New York City today! Tomorrow i see Kinky Boots starring Brendon Urie on Broadway and the day after that, September 11, I'm going to the Twin Towers! It's been really great so far! The city is so cool and so much different than Beacon Hills. For one thing it isn't in California!!! I miss you a lot and you are my very best friend! I hope to see you soon! How are you doing?
Jake rolls his eyes. He is simply too rich and pretty to give one single shit about Whistler Allen! He picks up his phone and composes a succinct response.
Jake: I am simply too rich and pretty to care about you, Whistler Allen!
Whistler: I understand, Jake! I am very sorry if my energy has damaged your healing space in any way shape or form.
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bashful creatures: a hippo campus x teen wolf crossover au
FanfictionStiles Stilinski is just trying to get through high school with his werewolf best friend. When he's forced into detention with the school bully, the boys' strange aura intrigues and scares him. Will Stiles make it to graduation? Or will he fall vict...