Jackunzel Drabbles (The Original)

Of Jocks and Outcasts (Part 1)

He sure that this was a sickness. He was positive that something had broken inside his head and left him with the desire to watch this girl, the desire to talk to her. It was stupid and rather confusing. He was never sure why he wasn’t like the others at the school. He didn’t have the same mindset and desires that the other football players had. While the other boys thought of being popular and hooking up with as many girls as possible, he was thinking of having fun and going out and actually doing something.

He had never been confined to single-minded behaviors of his clique. While he enjoyed their company and the parties, he didn’t care to swap sex stories or talk shit about kids who weren’t as ‘popular’ or ‘pretty’ as them. He just wasn’t raised that way. Nicolas North adopted his sister and him when he was six. He was a wealthy man who lost his own wife and son in a car accident. Despite his wealth and high-ranking company, he was the most honorable man Jack had ever met.

To this day he had never beat up anyone for being weaker than him. He never slept with girls for fun or for a notch on a bedpost. When his friends would talk about it, he nodded and listened but inwardly cringed. Sadly, most of the students not in the popular crowd steered clear of him because of stupid rumors and the reputation of a popular football player in the small town. Girls threw themselves at him, handing him their numbers and begging for attention he was not willing to give. He made the mistake of dating in this school and is still paying for it.

He ran a hand over his face, placing his pencil down on his notebook. He wasn’t even taking notes anymore, too distracted by the girl sitting at the TA desk set up for her. She was the English teachers assistant, grading papers and tests as the class went on. She never paid any mind to anyone, never spoke out of turn nor seemed to do anything but her work. She had her golden locks down, falling down her back with a fake daisy behind her ear as decoration. It matched her white dress that day and her yellow ballet flats. She never wore heels, or lipstick or any kind of enhancement at all. Being a junior in high school, that was saying a lot. She was completely comfortable with herself and fine with being invisible.

“Overland.”

He jumped and looked at the teacher, her eyebrow was raised as she placed her hands on her hips.

“Less attention on my assistant and more on the lesson.” She scolded.

Jack’s cheeks flushed a bit in embarrassment as he sank a bit in his seat. He didn’t care about the other students who giggled and chuckled at his expense, it was the pair of spring green eyes that lifted and fell on him. While he wanted her attention, this was not what he had in mind. His eyes glanced over at her, her purple gel pen was paused in mid marking as she tilted her head.

He gave her an awkward smile that probably looked as dumb as it felt. She gave him a soft smile in return before looking back to her work. His heart had skipped for a moment; a goofy smile was etched in his lips. Had he known this was the result of that day a month ago, he would’ve at least come prepared.

“Nah, I think Im just going to head home. I have to pick up Emma from school.”

“Oh come on, Jack! Haddock will never see it coming and its going to be hilarious.” Pitch laughed at his own imaginings of how his prank would go down.

While Jack liked pranks and creating a bit of mischief, he didn’t have anything against the guy. To him, Haddock was a nerd in his chemistry class who helped him out when everything got confusing. He never did anything to deserve to be ‘pantsed’ and shoved into the girl’s locker room. All he ever did was exist and happen to be weaker than the people bullying him. Everything inside him wanted to tell them to leave him alone, to tell them that it was wrong and mean.