Two Worlds Clash
"I Regret Not Knowing When To Put An End To All This Madness"
Alex
It was the next day, and I have just arrived at school. I was still replaying the conversation Jack and I had right after History class. For some random reason I felt like I could trust him, but not too much, only enough to keep him off my back. I wasn’t fully sure if Jack was telling the truth about anything he said, and I don’t know it I will ever put my full trust in him.
After History class yesterday, I was going to talk to Mr. Smith about seeing if maybe another student could tutor Jack. But when Jack made himself known, most likely knowing where I was going to take the conversation, I about died on spot. I should have looked and seen if anyone else was around the room first.
But, this morning at home was strange. My older sister, who came over to visit, is and always will be the only one that knows about the bullying. She used her makeup kit on me and did her best to hide the bruises and black eye on my face. Which, she did an amazing job at, which is probably why she works as a special fx makeup artist.
I was broken from my thoughts at the call of my name. “Hey, Alex!” I stopped in my tracks in the middle of the hallway, holding my books closer to my shaking frame, as I waited for whoever the voice belonged to.
Before the person reached me, I heard the sounds of footsteps sound like they were jogging up to me, and stopped when they appeared in front of me. “How ya feeling this morning?” The person asked. I looked at the lower half of their body and I could tell it was Jack, I could tell him from anywhere. And might I add, he had the best damn looking legs in those skinny jeans he wears. “Hello? Alex?” I broke myself from my own train of thought this time and looked up at the taller one in front of me.
He had on his normal leather jacket, and and small smile. “U-um h-hi?” I stuttered out, looking up but not in his eyes.
“We’re still on for tonight's study session, right?” He asked. I replied with a short nod. “Awesome, come on, let’s head to class before we are late.” This time I looked up at his face, giving him a confused look. “What?” He questioned.
“Why are you talking to me?” I asked, managing not to stutter to death, but still in a quiet tone.
“I said I was going to make sure no one hurts you. This is how I’m going to do it, now come on. Let’s go.” I could hear the annoyance playing in his voice. When he started walking away, I stayed put, trying to wrap my mind around what's going on. He took notice that I wasn’t following him, and turned around and saw me just standing there. He sighed and walked back over to me. Before I could protest, he grabbed my hand and pulled me thru the crowd of kids, leading me to the class. I couldn’t help the blush on my face that showed.
Jack pulled me along with him all the way to our History class, with pretty much everyone’s eyes on us. I kept my head low in the hall, and when I sat in my seat in the room. Jack sat in his normal seat and I watched as he, surprisingly, got out his homework that looked to be finished. Maybe he wasn’t lying, maybe the stupid tutoring session did help out a bit. But, all I really did was tell him that all the answers were on the page, and point out that one answer. How could I have helped at all?
Class finished about an hour later, and I packed up all my stuff ready to head off into the wildness of the hallways to make my way to the next room I had to be in. When I had my books in my arms, I turned but ran right into someone. “Shit- sorry.” I muttered softly as I looked down to the floor.
“It’s fine. Come on, I’m walking you to your next class.” I looked up and was met by Jack’s eyes. I quickly looked away as I felt a blush return to my face. “I have noticed you blush a lot. Why?”
“N-no reason.” I said timidly. I could hear his eyes roll as the words left my mouth.
“Whatever. Come on.” He said. I slowly followed behind him as we reached the door, thinking that maybe once we leave out of it I could quickly slip away into the mess of students and go the other way, taking the long way to my class, but with my luck, that didn’t happen. Jack for some reason laced his arm with mine and pulled me along with him. The halls went quiet as we passed, which was telling me everyone was watching us. And maybe the reason that I could see the feets of other students moving away from us, kinda like making a path for us to follow.
We reached my next class and I was about to walk in before Jack grabbed onto my arm again. “I’ll be out here to get you when class is over, alright?” He said. I nodded my head slowly and turned back around walking into my Science class. I have a feeling this thing with Jack is going to get old, real quick. I mean, this is kinda what I have wanted for years, but now that I somewhat have it, it’s really annoying.
I normally loved Science class, it being one of my favorite classes growing up, but this year it just got worse since Ronnie just so happened to be in the class with me. And if that wasn’t bad enough, he just so happened to sit right behind me. Speaking of him, I just put my head down on my desk as he started to kick my chair and whisper rude things into my ear. I don’t know what I ever did to him to make him hate me so much, I guess it’s just the way I look that sets him off. Or maybe it’s my good grades? Maybe if I act like I don’t know the stuff, and just fail my classes he will leave me alone. Maybe I should tell Jack? No no, that will never happen. “Loser.” Ronnie said as he threw a paper ball at the back of my head.
Class came to an end, and I quickly picked up all my books and homework and pulled them into my arms, bringing them close to my chest as I quickly exited the room. But not quick enough, seeing as Ronnie caught up with me and pushed my against the wall. “Listen here-” Ronnie’s voice was cut off.
“No, you listen here. I think you should step away from him before you do something that you might regret later.” The other voice said. I looked passed Ronnie and saw Jack was standing there looking like he was about to blow any minute. Why is he doing things that is making me feel like he actually cares? But tells me he doesn’t care? What the hell was wrong with this guy?
“Jack? What the hell are you doing?” Ronnie asked confused as he released my shirt. Jack ignored his words and walked over to me, seeing I was in a state of shock and frozen on spot. He tried to lace an arm around one of mine to pull me, but I had them held tightly onto my books and body so he placed an arm around my shoulders and pulled me down the hall with him.
I could hear no voices, no walking feet other than ours, and I could see the feet of the other students moving out of our way again. I knew Jack was accepted by pretty much everyone, and no one messed with him. Like, ever. But I didn’t know people recepted him this much. Or maybe it is just a state of shock for them to see me anywhere near him? Most likely a little bit of both.
We walked to the lunch room, seeing as it was now lunch time. Jack guided me over to a table and didn’t take his arm away from my shoulders till he sat down. I quickly turned around and started to walk away, wanting to get out of there and just go to the bathroom like normal, but he grabbed onto my arm. “Where are you going?” He questioned.
“T-to the b-bathroom.” I said as I put my head down as I could feel the heat in my cheeks, once again, rise.
“Nope. Sit your ass down.” He said bluntly. I hesitantly did what he said and took a seat that was two away from his. He sighed, pretty sure he must have added a eye roll as well, as he moved over the two seats and sat next to me. “Stop acting so afraid of me. I told you I was going to protect you, not hurt you. And from what happened yesterday, I know you can talk without stuttering, so why not? I’m just some normal guy who just so happens to be failing History.”
I giggled a bit at his wording. “Did you really just giggle?” He questioned with confusion in his voice. I quickly shut my mouth and looked down. “Why do I get the vibe that you are hiding something more than just you're bullies and normal voice?” If he finds out I’m gay, I swear I will up and leave this town. No way in hell will I ever let that happen.
“I-I’m not.” I say quickly, trying to cover up the pause in the middle of his words and mine. I heard the sound of a phone go off, and I could hear Jack reaching into his leather jacket pocket and noticed that it was his phone that went off. He quickly typed something on it and put it back into his pocket. “E-every thing o-okay? I mean, y-you don’t h-have to tell me a-anything.” I quickly turned away and looked at my shaking hands in my lap.
“Huh? Oh, it’s fine. It was just my friend Josh, he was asking why I was sitting at a different table and not with them.” He answered casually.
“Y-you can go. I-if you w-want.”
“Nah, I’m good.” He said with somewhat of a chuckle. As cute as Jack really was, I don’t really want him hanging around me at school. I could do nothing but lower or even ruin his reputation. The first day we really met, the day I became his tutor, he wanted nothing to do with me, and I was okay with that. Yeah, it hurt to know my crush was an asshole, which was another reason I always stayed away from him. Plus, I’m not going to lie, having him around a lot brings up my anxiety, and all this attention is getting pretty annoying. And having everyone stare, like they just so happen to be doing now, is really nerve racking.
It was the next day, and I have just arrived at school. I was still replaying the conversation Jack and I had right after History class. For some random reason I felt like I could trust him, but not too much, only enough to keep him off my back. I wasn’t fully sure if Jack was telling the truth about anything he said, and I don’t know it I will ever put my full trust in him.
After History class yesterday, I was going to talk to Mr. Smith about seeing if maybe another student could tutor Jack. But when Jack made himself known, most likely knowing where I was going to take the conversation, I about died on spot. I should have looked and seen if anyone else was around the room first.
But, this morning at home was strange. My older sister, who came over to visit, is and always will be the only one that knows about the bullying. She used her makeup kit on me and did her best to hide the bruises and black eye on my face. Which, she did an amazing job at, which is probably why she works as a special fx makeup artist.
I was broken from my thoughts at the call of my name. “Hey, Alex!” I stopped in my tracks in the middle of the hallway, holding my books closer to my shaking frame, as I waited for whoever the voice belonged to.
Before the person reached me, I heard the sounds of footsteps sound like they were jogging up to me, and stopped when they appeared in front of me. “How ya feeling this morning?” The person asked. I looked at the lower half of their body and I could tell it was Jack, I could tell him from anywhere. And might I add, he had the best damn looking legs in those skinny jeans he wears. “Hello? Alex?” I broke myself from my own train of thought this time and looked up at the taller one in front of me.
He had on his normal leather jacket, and and small smile. “U-um h-hi?” I stuttered out, looking up but not in his eyes.
“We’re still on for tonight's study session, right?” He asked. I replied with a short nod. “Awesome, come on, let’s head to class before we are late.” This time I looked up at his face, giving him a confused look. “What?” He questioned.
“Why are you talking to me?” I asked, managing not to stutter to death, but still in a quiet tone.
“I said I was going to make sure no one hurts you. This is how I’m going to do it, now come on. Let’s go.” I could hear the annoyance playing in his voice. When he started walking away, I stayed put, trying to wrap my mind around what's going on. He took notice that I wasn’t following him, and turned around and saw me just standing there. He sighed and walked back over to me. Before I could protest, he grabbed my hand and pulled me thru the crowd of kids, leading me to the class. I couldn’t help the blush on my face that showed.
Jack pulled me along with him all the way to our History class, with pretty much everyone’s eyes on us. I kept my head low in the hall, and when I sat in my seat in the room. Jack sat in his normal seat and I watched as he, surprisingly, got out his homework that looked to be finished. Maybe he wasn’t lying, maybe the stupid tutoring session did help out a bit. But, all I really did was tell him that all the answers were on the page, and point out that one answer. How could I have helped at all?
Class finished about an hour later, and I packed up all my stuff ready to head off into the wildness of the hallways to make my way to the next room I had to be in. When I had my books in my arms, I turned but ran right into someone. “Shit- sorry.” I muttered softly as I looked down to the floor.
“It’s fine. Come on, I’m walking you to your next class.” I looked up and was met by Jack’s eyes. I quickly looked away as I felt a blush return to my face. “I have noticed you blush a lot. Why?”
“N-no reason.” I said timidly. I could hear his eyes roll as the words left my mouth.
“Whatever. Come on.” He said. I slowly followed behind him as we reached the door, thinking that maybe once we leave out of it I could quickly slip away into the mess of students and go the other way, taking the long way to my class, but with my luck, that didn’t happen. Jack for some reason laced his arm with mine and pulled me along with him. The halls went quiet as we passed, which was telling me everyone was watching us. And maybe the reason that I could see the feets of other students moving away from us, kinda like making a path for us to follow.
We reached my next class and I was about to walk in before Jack grabbed onto my arm again. “I’ll be out here to get you when class is over, alright?” He said. I nodded my head slowly and turned back around walking into my Science class. I have a feeling this thing with Jack is going to get old, real quick. I mean, this is kinda what I have wanted for years, but now that I somewhat have it, it’s really annoying.
I normally loved Science class, it being one of my favorite classes growing up, but this year it just got worse since Ronnie just so happened to be in the class with me. And if that wasn’t bad enough, he just so happened to sit right behind me. Speaking of him, I just put my head down on my desk as he started to kick my chair and whisper rude things into my ear. I don’t know what I ever did to him to make him hate me so much, I guess it’s just the way I look that sets him off. Or maybe it’s my good grades? Maybe if I act like I don’t know the stuff, and just fail my classes he will leave me alone. Maybe I should tell Jack? No no, that will never happen. “Loser.” Ronnie said as he threw a paper ball at the back of my head.
Class came to an end, and I quickly picked up all my books and homework and pulled them into my arms, bringing them close to my chest as I quickly exited the room. But not quick enough, seeing as Ronnie caught up with me and pushed my against the wall. “Listen here-” Ronnie’s voice was cut off.
“No, you listen here. I think you should step away from him before you do something that you might regret later.” The other voice said. I looked passed Ronnie and saw Jack was standing there looking like he was about to blow any minute. Why is he doing things that is making me feel like he actually cares? But tells me he doesn’t care? What the hell was wrong with this guy?
“Jack? What the hell are you doing?” Ronnie asked confused as he released my shirt. Jack ignored his words and walked over to me, seeing I was in a state of shock and frozen on spot. He tried to lace an arm around one of mine to pull me, but I had them held tightly onto my books and body so he placed an arm around my shoulders and pulled me down the hall with him.
I could hear no voices, no walking feet other than ours, and I could see the feet of the other students moving out of our way again. I knew Jack was accepted by pretty much everyone, and no one messed with him. Like, ever. But I didn’t know people recepted him this much. Or maybe it is just a state of shock for them to see me anywhere near him? Most likely a little bit of both.
We walked to the lunch room, seeing as it was now lunch time. Jack guided me over to a table and didn’t take his arm away from my shoulders till he sat down. I quickly turned around and started to walk away, wanting to get out of there and just go to the bathroom like normal, but he grabbed onto my arm. “Where are you going?” He questioned.
“T-to the b-bathroom.” I said as I put my head down as I could feel the heat in my cheeks, once again, rise.
“Nope. Sit your ass down.” He said bluntly. I hesitantly did what he said and took a seat that was two away from his. He sighed, pretty sure he must have added a eye roll as well, as he moved over the two seats and sat next to me. “Stop acting so afraid of me. I told you I was going to protect you, not hurt you. And from what happened yesterday, I know you can talk without stuttering, so why not? I’m just some normal guy who just so happens to be failing History.”
I giggled a bit at his wording. “Did you really just giggle?” He questioned with confusion in his voice. I quickly shut my mouth and looked down. “Why do I get the vibe that you are hiding something more than just you're bullies and normal voice?” If he finds out I’m gay, I swear I will up and leave this town. No way in hell will I ever let that happen.
“I-I’m not.” I say quickly, trying to cover up the pause in the middle of his words and mine. I heard the sound of a phone go off, and I could hear Jack reaching into his leather jacket pocket and noticed that it was his phone that went off. He quickly typed something on it and put it back into his pocket. “E-every thing o-okay? I mean, y-you don’t h-have to tell me a-anything.” I quickly turned away and looked at my shaking hands in my lap.
“Huh? Oh, it’s fine. It was just my friend Josh, he was asking why I was sitting at a different table and not with them.” He answered casually.
“Y-you can go. I-if you w-want.”
“Nah, I’m good.” He said with somewhat of a chuckle. As cute as Jack really was, I don’t really want him hanging around me at school. I could do nothing but lower or even ruin his reputation. The first day we really met, the day I became his tutor, he wanted nothing to do with me, and I was okay with that. Yeah, it hurt to know my crush was an asshole, which was another reason I always stayed away from him. Plus, I’m not going to lie, having him around a lot brings up my anxiety, and all this attention is getting pretty annoying. And having everyone stare, like they just so happen to be doing now, is really nerve racking.
Notes
Double upload night! Woo! Awesome right?
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Title Credit - Running From Lions - All Time Low
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8/28/16