School. The dreaded place, crowded with freshmen, juniors, sophomores, and seniors. All of those idiots, grouped together in one place. Most of them were in groups, talking about the latest idiot around school. He fixed the straps of his backpack, and held his instrument case tightly, looking around for a familiar figure... When he saw the new kid. The freckles across his cheeks, the head of brown hair, and his beautiful tan. Jean looked away, a light dusting of pink across his peach colored cheeks. Why am I blushing? I'm not gay!! I can't be gay! I just can't. He mentally screamed at himself, catching the new kid's glance. His heart fluttered, feeling the kid's gaze meet his own. Why was he feeling like this? Did he have a crush on the new kid? No... I am not crushing on someone I barely know. He then placed white ear buds in his pierced ear, turning on some music as he walked to class. This day will be a very long day... He already knows it. Before he could walk inside, he bumped into the new kid, causing him to step back, and blush a shade darker. This was the new kid.... My new crush. Up close he could see freckles dotting across his cheeks, along with chocolate brown eyes, that shone brightly, reflecting the sun's rays.
"I'm sorry.. It was my fault" He said softly, bending down and picking up some of the papers the new kid dropped.
"It's alright. It was actually my fault" The dark haired male said, as their hands touched for one moment, sending sparks down Jean's spine, and his heart to do a cartwheel. Why was he feeling like this? It wasn't normal for him to love someone he barely knew. Especially another man? He shook away the thought, standing on his feet now, helping the new kid
"I'm Jean by the way... And you are?" Jean asked softly, feeling the other male take his hand and pull on it
"Marco. Nice to meet you Jean" The new kid.. No Marco, had said his voice soft yet tinged with happiness. Jean's heart flipped as he nodded, and began to hurry to class
"It was nice to meet you too Marco " Jean called, not daring to look back at the other male's curious face. He needed to calm down... And maybe take a few breaths before he does something stupid.
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The Freckled Boy (Marco And Jean Fanfic)
FanfictionHis smile can light up any room he walks into. The freckles that seem like they were splattered across his face, like fresh brown paint. And those chocolate brown eyes can anyone can get lost, if they wanted to. But, is that the real reason that Jea...
