Why Have I Done This??? (Lams Oneshots)

I Told You So

A/N - procrastination sucks ass

Alexander's POV

First day of school and I'm already lost and late. I'm sprinting down the hall, trying to dodge everyone. I bumped someone and looked back. "Sorry-Ah!" I ran into someone and toppled to the ground. I sat up and gripped my thigh in pain. There was a small gash and I looked up to see a wheelchair on it's side and a boy sitting up. I gasped and clapped a hand over my mouth. "I am so so sorry! I wasn't looking where is was going and I-"
"Chill out." The boy laughed. "Are you ok?"
"I-I'm ok."
"You're bleeding." I looked at the gash and huffed.
"I'm fine. It just stings. I guess that's karma, huh?" I chuckled, the boy laughed and pushed his wheelchair up. "Um...do you need help?"
"I thought we're late?" He grinned.
"You are too."
"I get five minutes."
"I knocked you over."
"Tardy? On your first day?"
"How'd you know I'm new?" I frowned, the boy just grinned and started pulling himself into the wheelchair.
"Never seen a boy wearing a skirt to school." He pulled his legs onto the foot rests and I stood up. "You should really get that looked at."
"So what if I wear a skirt?" I folded my arms and stuck out my hip.
"So what if I'm in a wheelchair?"
"True..."
"So...since you're already late, how about I walk you down to the nurse's office and you can tell me why you're wearing a skirt." I folded my arms and sighed.
"Fine." He started wheeling down the hall and I had to walk faster than normal. "I like to be a little more feminine."
"Trans?"
"No, feminine."
"Ah...that's cool. Where'd you come from?"
"The Caribbean, Nevis."
"Never heard of it."
"No one ever does."
"So why'd you come all the way to New York?"
"Well...there was a hurricane that fucked everything up and I wanted an actual education."
"'Actual education'?"
"Nevis was impoverished. I wasn't able to go to school. Couldn't afford too." He raised an eyebrow and I smiled. "I had to help with money when my dad left us for dead."
"Ah...dead beat dad, huh? I know that."
"Daddy issues, huh?" He chuckled a bit and stopped at a door.
"You could say that. Do you mind?" He gestured to the door and I opened it for him. He wheeled himself in and I stepped in behind him. The nurse bandaged my gash and I held the door for him again. "My name is John, by the way."
"Alexander...Alex."
"Well, Alex, where's your class." I showed him my schedule and he grinned. "Come on, freckles."

Turns out we had the same class. I sat next to him because it was the only desk open and it was at the back of the class, drawing the least amount of attention to me. When class was almost over John had to pick someone to take him to his next class and he chose me rather than the kids who just wanna get out of class early. We're walking down the hall silently, I'm carrying his backpack and staring at my feet. "I imagine you don't have friends yet?"
"Nope...just you."
"Wanna sit with me at lunch?"
"Yeah...that'd be great." I finished walking John to class and headed to my class.

John's POV

I sighed heavily as Laf and Herc pulled me down the cafeteria steps and gently set me on the floor. That's definitely the most demeaning part of my day. We headed to our table and I locked my wheels. My mom has tried several times but the board refuses to fund a ramp. So...everyday Laf and Herc and I meet up and they physically lift me down. I feel awful about it but it has to happen. I saw Alex skip down the steps happily and stopped, turning an frowning. He skipped over and looked over his shoulder at the steps. "There's no ramp?"
"Nope." Laf, Herc, and I muttered at once. Alex slid into the open seat and someone kicked my chair.
"Hey! Watch where you're going!" Alex shouted angrily, I huffed and pulled out the chair next to him.
"That's it. Alex, give me your fucking shoulder." Alex frowned and I put a hand on his shoulder and the other on the table. I started pulling myself into the chair and Alex did his best to help. I folded up the chair and shoved it under the table.
"That's not right...we have to do something."
"My mom's tried already. They don't have the budget and they don't care."
"That's bullshit!" Alex started to get up and I pulled him back down.
"Chill out. You just make yourself less popular." Alex folded his arms and huffed. "So...Laf, Herc, this is the kid who tripped over me. Alex, these are my only friends." Alex smiled and the guys asked the basic questions 'like where are you from?' and 'what's your favorite color?'. Laf absolutely loved Alex because he spoke French. I learned it was technically his first language and that's why he has a really weird undefined accent that I find adorable. Did I mention he was adorable? No? Well...he's fucking adorable as fuck. When lunch was over Laf and Herc lifted me up the three steps and Alex seemed lost in thought. "You good?"
"Hm? Oh! Yeah. I was just thinking about my brother." He mumbled, I smiled and Alex waved goodbye.