Future Favorite Regret (Jalex)

2: I Wish I Was Royal but I'm Not

Title: Royal by Waterparks

"I'm Alex, I play guitar- both electric and acoustic... And I like to sing." I say. I sit down. Our music teacher, Mr. Stump, smiles.

Vic stands up. "I'm Vic, I also play both kinds of guitars, and I also like to sing. I guess I just found my new best friend huh?" He jokes. He sits down and fist-bumps me. 

Nah, I'd rather you date Kellin. I mean what-

The bell rings and I say goodbye to Vic before walking to science. I sit down and Trace walks in. I swear, if Jack walks in, I'll fucking throw this desk across the room. 

Thankfully, he doesn't. I wouldn't have been able to throw the desk, either way, my arms are noodles.

"Hey, Gayscarf," Trace mutters. His friend laughs. "Can't believe you haven't killed yourself yet."

The words smack me across the face and my jaw drops slightly. Did he actually just say that? In class? 

The teacher walks in. "Hello, I'm Mrs. Wick." She mutters. Well fuck. She obviously LOVES being here. "I'm your teacher. Raise your hand if you're here."

She calls a few names before reaching mine. "Alexand-"

"Alex is good," I interrupt her, putting my hand up. She narrows her eyes and I put my hand down slowly.

"Don't interrupt me, young man," she snaps. "Alexander William Gaskarth?" She reads the name like she's reading smut: complete and total disgust. 

I feel my cheeks going hot as I raise my hand. "I go by Alex," I say softly. 

She scoffs. "Name like that, I'd think you have a respectful cell in your body," she grumbles and checks me off. 

Trace laughs softly and sends me an evil look. 

Great. Now I have a teacher bullying me. What's next? The Queen of England bullying me on National TV? 

"Talk amongst yourselves, I guess," she sighs, obviously bored, and walks to her desk. Someone hands me a note and I open it.

Fuckin' die, emo whore- oh wait, you're too much of a loser to have had sex- emo virgin just sounds too sad though. Hah. 

I press my lips together and crumple the note in my fist. I glance up and see Trace laughing, actually, his whole table laughing. 

At me. 

I look down and try not to let it get to me. Just a few more minutes. Rian and I have the same next bell. I'll be safe then. Just a few more minutes.

I keep hearing Trace making fun of me for another three minutes until the bell rings. I grab my stuff and dash out of the class, accidentally bumping into someone. 

I stop and look at him. "Sorry, I-"

"It's okay," he smiles. He walks away. I take a breath and rush to my next bell. I wait outside until I see Rian walking over. His smile drops when he sees me.

"Alex, are you okay?" He asks softly. I shake my head and lead him into the room. We take seats in the back. "What happened?" He whispers. 

I take a breath. "Just... Trace."

"Did Jack do anything?" He asks lowly. I shake my head. Rian nods. "Do you want to talk about it later?" I shake my head. "Okay," Rian pats my back gently. 

"Hello, class!" The teacher walks in. "I'm Mr. Hemmings." He says. I notice his piercing blue eyes immediately. 

He takes attendance, per usual, I have to tell him to call me Alex, and Rian has to have him change the name from 'Robert' to 'Rian'.