Reputations are weird. They are, for the most part, beyond our control but that doesn't stop some people from desperately trying to mould them to their desires. Most people, like Freddie Cook, never really consider their reputation until they have one worth considering and by that point it's almost always beyond their control.
In Freddie Cook's defence, it all mostly happened organically. If someone had to take the blame it would be Lydia Nguyen, but Freddie can't really blame her completely. That's the thing about reputations once they stick they are very hard to get unstuck.
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The story starts like this; Freddie Cook was, at the time, what he considered a 'B Grade high schooler'. Not in regards to academics but instead his position in the social hierarchy. He wasn't unpopular but he wasn't really worthy of attention either. Even when he turned fifteen and started to grow into his features and his body, he hadn't carried enough clout from primary school for anyone to really reevaluate him.
Until a fateful PE lesson in Year 9.
Some of the guys in Freddie's class had ritual they liked to perform at the end of every PE lesson. Basically they doused some poor chosen sucker with the dregs of their water bottles because they thought it was the height of comedy. As far as high school hazing went it was fairly harmless, they had to change out of their PE uniforms after class anyway, so the teacher mostly let them get away with it. Probably because it was better to let them do something less horrible in front of her instead of god knows what behind closed doors in the changing room.
If he was being honest Freddie would have said the whole thing was a bit uninspired but when he was due to play victim, he was prepared to accept it with as much cool as he could muster. Unfortunately his fated moment happened to be the same day Lauren Swan had, against regulation, filled her bottle up with lemonade instead of water. So when Darren Clark, who was in charge of the dousing, accidentally grabbed Lauren's bottle that was that. Freddie, ready pretend light bullying was totally fine was not expecting the liquid soaking through his shirt to be sticky. He acted on instinct, pulling his shirt over his shoulder and tossing it to the ground a little over dramatically.
The whole thing should have been mildly embarrassing at most, the kind of memory that would barely get play in a worst high school moments montage. But no one was expecting the reaction Freddie got to his shirtless physique.
That was the day Freddie Cook realised he might be hot.
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