Play By The Rules ; Benjey

III ; properly beautiful

1,000 words ! (not edited cause i'm lazy 😔🤚)
TW : homophobic slurs
jorge pov :
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I was currently at my locker. It was lunch time but I had no intention of stepping inside that cafeteria.
"Hey," someone suddenly said behind me. I jumped and quickly spun around to meet a boy with dark hair and blue eyes. he had on a leather jacket.
"Shit, sorry you scared me," I said.
"No worries, you new here?" he asked.
"Yeah, I am. I'm from Barcelona."
"Cool, I'm Milo by the way." He stuck out his hand. I hesitated but shook it anyway.
"Jorge." He just nodded and walked away. Uh, ok? I decided to check out the cafeteria. what's the worst that could happen. As i walked in, people laughing and hollering filled the room. I didn't know where I was supposed to sit. That was until a blue haired boy across the cafe waved at me. He signaled me to come over so I did.
"Syd," he introduced himself.
"Jorge," i simply nodded.
"Have a seat, will you?" he asked. I sat down and took in the rest of the table. There was another boy, tall and lean. He had platinum hair and was laughing at something the boy next to him had said. The boy next to him was the boy I had met in the hall, Milo. There was then a girl will dark hair and blushy cheeks. And lastly another girl with long pink hair, she was tall.
"What brings you to Madrid, Jorge?" Syd asked.
"Fresh start i guess,"
"That sounds more like a question than an answer," he stated. I cracked a smile.
"Anyways, this is Noen, Milo, Addy, and Antonio."
"We've already met," Milo said winking at me. That's a bit weird. Maybe he's just friendly.
"Is that so?" Syd questioned. I nodded.
"Well, Jorge, you can hang with us if you want, or not. it's up to you whether you want to hang with a bunch of losers like us," Syd laughed. I smiled. I liked him. He seemed cool.
"I think i'll stick with you guys," I said
"Good choice," Antonio giggled.

** (time skip)
It was currently the end of the day and I waited by my locked since Milo said he would give me a ride home. I was grateful since there was no way in hell I was riding the bus. I saw the group of jocks again from this morning striding down the halls like royalty. What a fucking joke. I couldn't help but laugh. One of them headed towards me. Shit.
"Hey, fag!" one of them said. I rolled my eyes. Here we go again.
"I cant help but wonder what you're laughing at?" He asked.
I grinned, did they really think that they were intimidating? There were 3 other boys with him. The one yelling at me had curly brown hair. The other was tall and had dark hair, he was somewhat skinny. The 3rd had curly blonde hair. The last one was the one from English this morning. He had fluffy brown hair and piercing hazel eyes. He was properly beautiful...The fuck? I don't know why i thought that. I mean, I am gay but not for lame ass jocks. I snapped out of my daze and realized I was still cornered by 4 jocks. The pretty boy walked up to me.
"Did you hear him? What are you laughing at?" He said. For some reason it felt like he was trying to prove something to the others.
"Isn't it obvious?" I said sarcastically.
His face changed. I'm assuming he's not used to people standing up to him. He got a bit closer. My back was up against the locker.
"Do you know who you're talking to?" He asked. Is he serious? I cant tell.
I looked him up and down. He is gorgeous. Too bad he's a douche. I gave him a smile and took two steps closer to him, catching him off guard. His breath hitched at the sudden closeness between us.

Benji Pov:
He grinned and got right up in my face. I cant lie, I was caught by surprise. He got even closer and I held me breath. Fuck, he's hot. Shit, no, I'm not supposed to think that.
"No, In fact I have no idea who you are. Would you like to fill me in?" He asked. I felt my cheeks heat up. What the fuck was he doing to me. No one has ever stood up to me or any of the other guys like this before. I cant deny, it was kinda...hot. I can say that, right? It doesn't make me gay.
"Benji," I stated. He raised an eyebrow waiting for more.
"Krol. Ben- Benji Krol." I said flustered. The guys laughed at my stutter. I felt embarrassed getting shown up by someone as tiny and thin as him.
"What is that short for? Benjamin?" the tiny boy said. I heard the guys gasp. No one, and I mean no one gets away with calling me that without getting their ass beat.
"No one is allowed to call me that." I said
"Or what?" He taunted. He was really asking for it now.

Jorge pov :
The boy, or shall I say Benji, stepped closer. Shit, I went too far. He grabbed the collar of my shirt and raised a fist and I closed my eyes waiting for the impact of the punch. I waited, but it never came. I slowly opened my eyes. I was met with his eyes. He searched my eyes for what felt like at least a minute, before lowering his fist. He furrowed his eyebrows and simply walked away leaving his buddies behind in shock. I guess they were expecting a fight.
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ok that's it for this chapter! sorry if this story sucks ass. i'm new to the whole writing thing. i think i'm going to write smut but i'll put a warning before i do. i've never wrote smut before so if anyone has suggestions on how to, that would help