Chapter 3: Jean

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A/N
There will be cussing. Just sayin'. Anyways, sorry I didn't update sooner, my wattpad writer on my phone was being a turd, and my tablet likes being difficult. Ah, well. Enjoy :D

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"Jean."

Huh..? Who's calling me?

"Jeaaaaan, c'mon man."

Whoever it is, they'll go away if I just ignore them.

"Kirstein, Get uuuuup." A pause. "Get up, Horseyyyy!" They say in a sing song voice.

I throw back my head. "Who the fuck called me Horsey?!" I shout angrily, looking around.

"Pff, I knew that'd get your attention," a husky voice said from behind me.

I turn around in my seat to see a guy with a mop of blonde hair atop his head, and he looms over me even as we're both sitting down.

"Oh, it's just you, Reiner."

"Tch. Yep, just me." He rolls his eyes. "C'mon man, class is over."

"Wha...?" I ask, puzzled. I massage my forehead with my palm. "But I just walked in, and.."

"You slept through, man."

"Oh, shit." I murmur. Still rubbing my head, I ask "Did i turn my paper in?"

"Yeah," Reiner says with a sigh. "But teacher man did not look happy with it, especially with you snoring over here."

"Oh, man. I've gotta keep my grades up, we're almost done with senior year. There's only 3 more weeks. I can't fail pre-cal." No school will want me if I fail pre-calculus.

"Yeah. Next time you want me to kick you awake?" He asks with a smirk.

"Shut up, man," I say as I shove him aside.

I stride out of the door with Reiner trailing behind me. I slam the front door of the school open and push through the crowd of kids milling around in the school yard.

Reiner calls after me "Hey, you need a ride?"

"Nah man, I'll walk," I say over my shoulder. I kind of just want to be alone right now, and it's nice outside. "Later."

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As soon as I get inside my house, I go to my room and plop down on my bed. I pull my laptop across my bed and wake it from it's sleep.

As soon as I touch the mouse pad, my laptop issues a little ping.

My screen explodes into color, and a small notification flies across the bottom of the page, reading 'New message on Google Plus."

I click on it, and it redirects me to Google. A box pops up on the top right of my informing me I have a message from CaptainFreckles.

I read it over and over, still not understanding what it was saying. "Message"? No, that must be a mistake. Finally I decide to click on it, and it reads:

Sub: Hi, DarkHorse!
It's Captain Freckles. But you can call me Marco. Anyway, I just wanted to tell you I've been watching your videos for a couple months now, and I've come to really enjoy them. Actually, you've inspired me. I don't mean to be weird, but I thought maybe we could chat sometime? You seem cool, and it's always nice to have friends in the Youtube community. Just email me if you'd like to talk! Thanks :)

So he really did message me. This is incredible! My excitement bubbles over, and I can't help but smiling like crazy as I read over and over again "You've inspired me."

I type away at the keys to reply, and when I'm completely satisfied with it, I hit send.

As I wait for Captain-- Marco to read it, I pull up a tab I keep on his page to watch his daily video.

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A/N
Sorry if my plot development is slow, but I'M want this to be just right. In the mean time, thanks for reading :}

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