ayyy trying to prevent cringe so let's get right into things
you're moving to L.A.
Jack is his usual famous self
you meet in a more realistic situation
enjoy some none ff cliche stuff~
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Face inspo:
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Outfit inspo:insta post by @/grungeislife__ Face inspo:insta post by @/urbbeautiful Jacks pic:insta post by @/jacklafever
Song inspo:tidal wave - Chase Atlantic
Story:
3rd person POV
"Class, idiot. Come with me."
Quickly you walked after her, thinking her behavior was a bit rude but somehow the way she spoke and thought made her a bit sympathical. Her baggy clothes made it nearly impossible to even hint a body shape but her hair was thick and messily braided, actually looking pretty good on her.
The hallways were definitely different than the ones from your old school. The walls were colored in a calm beige, the lights were warm (not in a cold light and completely uncomfortable like your old school) and the ground was made out of dark green plastic-looking tiles, which made a squeaking sound with every step someone took. The lockers were colored in a basic silver, making them a little boring but to you, that was pretty much unimportant because at least it was something new.
A few minutes later you arrived in front of your classroom, not even knowing which class you were having at the moment, as Jessy hasn't even told you earlier. But before you could say something she opened the door, not knocking before or saying anything while stepping inside, and walked to the back of the room, letting herself fall down on an empty seat.
In a split second you felt your heartbeat doing backflips, your face heat up and you didn't knew what to say or do, as the whole class and the teacher turned to you now. A knot formed in your throat but you couldn't swallow it, unable to even say a single word. Every student, except for Jessy, was focused on you and waited impatient for you to say or do something.
"Hello?" A voice suddenly shook you awake, making you turn around. The teacher, a kind looking woman looking at you with a smile. "You must be the new student, i'm Misses Smith. What was your name again?"
