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I stare at the boy that just entered the room. messy dark hair? check. dark eyes? check. black shirt? check. trench coat? check. yup. okay. JD is in my classroom. this is fine. what the hell. get it the FUCK together Alli, or you’re gonna pass the fuck out.
The teacher points in my direction. “Why don’t you take a seat next to Alli, Jason?”
oh HECK to the toes. if he comes any closer, i am gonna fucking die i swear to GO-
no. breathe. this is fine. i am fine.
He walks closer, sitting down to my left. I put on my usual impassive look, willing my face to relax. JD glances in my direction, but I stare straight ahead. Any sort of eye contact and my nose might start bleeding.
The day goes pretty fast after that. I only have him in two of my classes, which I can’t decide is a good or a bad thing. After the bell rings, I head to the back of the school, where my motorcycle and pack of cigarettes are waiting.
yes, I own a motorbike. Yes, I smoke. Yes, I’m emo as hell. Get over it. My friend, Nora, is waiting there for me.
Nora Kayman. She’s my best friend, and can immediately sense something is off.
”Spit it out, babe. What’s happening?”
“N-nothing!” I sputter
I internally face palm. Wow, real smooth, me. Thank you, me. Shut up, me.
”Nice try. I can tell shit’s going down. What’s going on?”
I pull her to the side, explaining everything. She blinks, clearly processing.
“so Jason Dean is apparently real.”
”Yes.”
”He’s in your English class”
”and science.”
She looks around my shoulder, gesturing with her chin. “Is that him?”
I turn, seeing that JD is behind me, about 30 feet away. I turned back, quickly, praying he didn’t see.
“Yeah, that’s him, Why?”
Nora looks him over. Once. Twice. “I see why you’d tap that.”
My face turns bright red. “Nora! Shut the fuck up! Besides, you’re a lesbian. What would you know?”
She shot back “I would know the fact that he’s been your fictional crush for three years, and that now he’s here, it’s gonna give you shower nozzle masturbation material for weeks! {a/n, yes i had to put that reference in there.} and just because I like girls doesn’t mean I can’t acknowledge the fact that he’s hot.”
I rolled my eyes, begrudgingly admitting she had a point.
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{{THIS TIMESKIP IS BROUGHT TO YOU BY: BIG BUD DEAN. IF IT’S IN YOUR WAY, I’LL MAKE YOUR DAY!}}
{i want to apologize-}
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Later, I pulled up to the 7-11. Half because I wanted a slushie and some candy, half because JD was probably there.
Before you call me a stalker, imagine your favorite fictional character just spawns into your life. You’d wanna meet them too.
Sure enough, when I walked in, he was leaning against a counter, already sipping at a slushie. I headed over to the candy aisle when I heard footsteps approaching me.
“Greetings and salutations. You want a slurpee with that?”
Rest in peace Alli, she died of hot guy saying his iconic line.
‘Okay, do I say veronica’s line, or do i say something else? oh, fuckit!’
I sent a quick prayer of apology to Veronica, wherever she was, before turning back to JD.
”No, but if you’re nice, I’ll let you buy me a Big Gulp.”
Nailed it. Totally.
He raised an eyebrow. “That’s like going to Mickey D’s to order salad. Slurpee’s the signature dish of the house. Now, did you say cherry or lime.”
”I didn’t. Cherry.”
Hey, who am I to pass up a free slushie?
While he paid, he asked, “So, you’re Alli?”
”The one and only.” I said, taking my slushie from his hands, sitting on the counter.
He leaned next to me. “Short for Alice or Allison, I assume?”
I took a sip. “Nope. Alistair, actually.”
His brow furrowed. “Wait, Alis-“ “Yeah, I know. My parents were on crack when they thought of it,” I interrupted him, sliding off the counter. “And you’re Jason Dean?” I asked. Like a liar.
He nodded. “JD for short.”
I was about to respond when I checked my phone. “Ah, shit. I’ve gotta run, or my mom is gonna kill me for being home late.”
”So I see. Shall I walk you out?” He asked, holding out his arm.
I grinned, linking my arm through his. Why not?
He walked me out to my bike. Then my dumbass tripped over air and fell.
Naturally, since we were connected, JD fell with me. And we ended up in an anime type shit pose where he was propped up, looking down at me.
He quickly got up, offering me a hand. “You okay?”
“Yeah, my bad.” I pulled myself up. Thank God it was dark enough because my face was redder than my slushie. Which somehow didn’t spill.
I hopped on my bike, waving at him as I sped away.