It's been two weeks since the first day of school, and not much has happened. Alex sits with Rian and I at lunch every day, and we've just gotten closer then ever. It's as if we've known each other our whole lives. And we have so much in common, too. I hate to say it, but I think Alex may beat Rian as my best friend.
Oh, something else you've missed out on: It turns out, my dad got himself 60 days of jail time. Now, you're probably asking, what on Earth did he do? My answer is: I have no fucking clue. And, to be honest, I don't fucking care. The drunken bastard got what he deserved, I'm sure.
Anyway, as I said, Alex and I have gotten closer. I go over to his house sometimes and chill for a couple hours. I've even stayed for dinner a couple times. I think his parents like me. Either that, or they're just glad that their son has made a friend. According to Alex, he's never really had friends. Which I personally don't understand. He's such a cool dude with awesome music taste.
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I finished fixing my hair into a messy fohawk (something I thought I would try out, and I really like it). I smiled widely at my reflection and blew it a kiss. Yeah, I'm conceded. Deal with it.
I pulled on a pair of red dunks to go with my black skinnies and my black t-shirt that said BONER on it in big, red letters. I pulled on my leather jacket (I switched to it from my hoodie when I finally accepted that Mother Nature wasn't going to listen to logic). I swung my bag over my shoulder and headed upstairs, grabbing a package of Pop-tarts before walking out the front door and to my car. I pulled out of the driveway and headed to Alex's house. Oh, yeah. That's another thing. I recently started picking up Alex on my way to school so he didn't have to walk in the cold. I pulled up in front of his house and honked the horn twice, which is how he knows that it's me. I sat there for about thirty seconds before Alex exited his house and skipped to my car. That's right. He fucking skipped. He opened the passenger side door and slid into the seat and quickly closing the door behind him, trying to escape the cold as quick as he could.
I smiled at him as he buckled up. "What's got you so happy?"
He smiled at me and giggled. "I honestly have no idea. I just woke up in a happy mood today!" He bit his lip and looked down at his hands, as if trying to hold in his severe happiness. I just thought it was adorable.
Wait. Adorable? What?
I shook the strange thought out my head and focused on the road on the way to school, half-listening to Alex babble on and on about God knows what. We pulled into the student parking lot and got out of the car and quickly walked to the school and through the front doors, just wanting to get out of the cold as soon as possible. We walked down the hall and hung out at my locker, waiting for Rian to show up, which had also became an every-day thing. We were there for maybe about five minutes before he finally showed up. He apologized for being late. He said that he had to drop his girlfriend off at band practice.
All I have to say is, I'm jealous. Being in a band has always been my dream. I began thinking about what it would be like to perform on stage when the bell rang to go to first hour. We all parted ways to go to our first classes. It kind of sucked not sharing many classes with the two, but oh, well. I saw them at lunch, at least.
I walked into my first hour class, which was history, and I was greeted by Natalie (you remember Natalie, right?). She smiled and gave me a hug. "Jack! It's been a lifetime! How have you been?" She took my hand and led me over to the seat next to her and sat me down. "So, I have a question for you."
I turned and looked at her with one cocked eyebrow. "Shoot."
She folded her hands and placed them in her lap. "I need a favor. My ex won't leave me alone and he's really starting to get on my nerves. I was just wondering if maybe you could pretend to be my boyfriend so that he'll get the idea that I want nothing to do with him?"
I sighed and looked down at the table. "I don't know, Natalie..."
"Please, Jack? Pleeeaaase?" She gave me a puppy-dog look and fluttered her eyelashes. "It'll only be for a week. I promise. And it'll only be around school. Outside of school, you're free to do whatever you do now."
I bit my lip and thought for a second before nodding. "Yeah, alright." I looked at her. "But only for a week."
She giggled and nodded before wrapping her arms around my neck in a tight hug. "Thank you thank you thank yooouuu!" she squealed before letting me go. "I so owe you one." She winked at me and turned her attention to the teacher at the front of the room. I hadn't even realized the bell had rung.
I pulled out my notebook and began copying down everything that Ms. Garrett wrote on the board. History was probably my absolute worst subject. And Ms. Garrett was terrible at teaching it. I rested my head on my hand and tried my hardest to pay attention to the lesson, but it was so uninteresting. I ended up just staring out the window at the cloudy weather. It actually looked like it was going to rain today.
I sighed as the bell rang to go to second hour. I picked up my things and shoved them in my bag before zipping it up and swinging it over my shoulder. Before I could do anything else, I felt Natalie's fingers lace through mine and I sighed again.
I walked her to class and rushed to my class so I wasn't late. I could already tell that this was going to be a loooong week.

Notes

Another filler.
But... Jack got a girlfriend! Jack got a girlfriend!
How's Alex gonna feel about this?? :o

-Ryan