Chapter Text
KEEFE’S PHONE
THE OG TRIO
{Fitzy, Foster, and Me :D)
Fitzy
School trip! Everyone say yay!
Foster
it’s 5 fucking am shut tf up fitz im trying to sleep
Me :D
Fitzy you have to stop ruining things
Fitzy
Guys, the bus leaves in twenty minutes
Foster
It what
Fitzy
Sending Biana over to your house
Me :D
Sending Marella over to your house
~
MARELLA
“Sophie!” Biana and Marella yelled at the same time, jogging towards their friend’s house.
”I’m here.” Sophie stood on the porch, carrying two duffle bags and a small backpack. Marella sighed with relief. “Good. Keefe sent me.”
”Fitz sent me.” Biana panted. “What are you wearing?’
Sophie was wearing a huge t-shirt declaring “MAY THE FORCE BE WITH YOU” that fell to her knees and the baggiest pants Marella had ever seen. She hadn’t combed her hair, shadows rimmed her eyes, and she looked utterly exhausted.
”I… I did not change.” Sophie stifled a yawn. Biana and Marella exchanged a Look.
“Alright.” Biana checked her watch. “We have ten minutes. Come on.” She ushered both into the house. Sophie looked confused. “What?”
”Sophie, we are getting you into actual human clothes. You aren’t some otherworldly elf, you are a respectable Jockarship Kid.” Sophie rolled her eyes. “I got the scholarship for other stuff too.” She mumbled.
”But mainly you being a huge jock.” Marella pointed out. “How you play ten different sports, I will never know.”
”I play five.”
”Same thing.”
Biana patted Sophie’s shoulder. “Sophie, you look gorgeous, as always. But you need to look more gorgeous and less like an elf-gremlin.”
”Why does everyone think I’d be an elf?” Sophie asked. “Uh, you have the prettiest golden hair I’ve ever seen and your laugh makes me feel like I’m in a dandelion meadow. You’re an elf.” Sophie blushed at Biana’s description.
Marella smirked at her friend. ”Anyways, Jockarship Elfin Kid-“
”I actually hate you.”
”-We are getting you into real clothes.” Marella walked into Sophie’s room. She’d been here so often that she had the layout memorised. “Biana, out of the closet.”
”You know I like girls.”
”I meant the clothes.”
~
KEEFE’S PHONE
Fitzy
Me
Anyways, Fitzy, where are you???
Me
I lit can’t see you rn
Fitzy
Are you sure you’re in my bus, Keefe?
Me
Yes bus a the stinky one im sure
Fitzy
I’m in Bus B, Keefe
Me
FITZ NOOOO
Me
WE WERE ALL SUPPOSED TO BE IN THE STINKY BUS
Me
YOU ME SOPHIE TAM MARELLA
Me
THAT’S HOW WE STARTED TO BECOME FRIENDS
Me
IT’S A TRADITION YOU ASSHOLE
Fitzy
Tone it down, I thought that asshole was for extremes
Fitzy
You normally just call me a shithead
Me
No I call Tam that now actually
Fitzy
Gay
Me
Bi and you know it
Fitzy
Fair
Fitzy
And I have a valid reason for switching to Bus B, believe me.
Me
Y can you never split up your texts bro
Fitzy
I still can’t understand how you can type grammatically incorrect things, Keefe.
Me
Poshassholesaywhat
Fitzy
:|
Fitzy
You’re being mean. I’m not telling you why I switched buses.
Me
Im sorry pls forbive me
Me
Forgive
Me
Why does autocorrect let forbive slide but not I
Me
*I
Me
I goddanmit!
Fitzy
???
Me
I cant call you by the letter yoo
Fitzy
Oh, makes sense
Fitzy
Anyways, Dex is in this bus.
Me
You betrayed me for DEX?
Me
Actually that makes sense nvm
Fitzy
Yes, I’m down bad
Me
How bad? Crying at the gym?
Fitzy
Everything comes out, teenage petulance
Me
Fuck it if i can’t have him
Fitzy
I might just die it would make no difference
Me
Seriously though, how bad?
Fitzy
I just looked at my trip diary and realised I’ve been scrawling his name and drawing hearts around it unconsciously instead of writing Day 1 on top
Me
Oh shit
Fitzy
Also I have a playlist dedicated to him now
Me
OH SHIT
Fitzy
I put When Emma Falls In Love, Paper Rings, Lover, Cornelia Street, and fucking You Are In Love on it
Me
OH SHIT
Fitzy
I’m dead
Me
You should really just ask him out dude
Fitzy
We’re not close enough! A good romance starts with a good friendship!
Me
And a bad romance starts w
Me
RAHRAHROMAMA
Me
GAGAHOOHLALA
Fitzy
I brought that one upon myself, didn’t I?
Me
Yes
Fitzy
Anyways, I’d rather spend more time with him before I quite possibly blow our entire friendship up.
Me
My advice is to always ruin the friendship
Fitzy
No, you ruined the rival ship and it worked shut up
Me
It’s from TLOAS you uncultured swine
Fitzy
Oh, I haven’t listened to it yet.
Me
FITZ!
Me
IT’S BEEN TWO MONTHS!
Fitzy
Okay, Dex is coming, byeeee
Me
Gay
Fitzy
Says the boy whose crush fainted in his arms after they kissed
Me
I hate you
~
KEEFE
“I hate my friends.” Keefe declared. Tam rolled his eyes. “No you don’t.”
”No, I don’t.” He amended. “Fitz’s traitorousity has been forgiven due to gayness.”
”That’s not a word.” Tam pointed out. “What, gayness?” Keefe asked.
”No, traitorousity. Where is he?”
Keefe sighed. “Other bus.”
Tam’s eyes widened. “What the hell? He always sits wi-“
”Dex’s bus.” Keefe rolled his eyes. “Useless gay.”
“Oh.” Tam said, and shifted closer to Keefe. “Figures. I should text Dex.” Keefe raised an eyebrow. “Why?”
”I dunno. Check in on him.” Tam shrugged. Keefe narrowed his eyes. “Mm-hmm.”
Tam turned his head towards him. “What?”
”Check in on him? Who are you, Biana?” Keefe asked. Tam blinked. “What, are you jealous? Don’t worry, idiot, I’m all yours.”
Ignoring the fluttery feeling in his chest (he said he’s mine oh god), Keefe crossed his arms.
”…It’s also possible that I may have lost Linh.” Tam admitted. Keefe turned his head to the side. “How do you lose a person?”
“Murder.” Tam deadpanned. “I don’t know, she’s normally on our bus. Feels too weird without her around. And I can’t see her.” He put his feet up and shifted closer, resting his head on Keefe’s shoulder. Keefe felt his cheeks heat up, but he hesitantly put an arm around Tam.
”So… what are we?” He asked. Tam looked up, and Keefe was very aware of how close their faces were. If he just leaned a little bit closer, his lips would just touch Tam’s.
“Humans?” Tam replied, confusion apparent in his voice. Keefe pulled Tam’s waist a bit closer. “I mean, are we dating now?”
”Oh. I hope so.” Tam stated. “Okay. Cool. So, like, am I your boyfriend now?”
Tam smirked. “Typically what happens when people date, idiot.” Keefe pouted. “I’m your boyfriend, you can’t insult me.”
Tam rolled his eyes. “You’re my idiot and my boyfriend. You’re my idiot boyfriend.”
”Alright, darling boyfriend mine.” Keefe grinned. Tam rested his knees on Keefe’s lap, burying his face in Keefe’s shoulder. “Too sleepy for cheesy nicknames.” Keefe’s face was on fire, and he froze at the sudden contact. Slowly, he ran his right hand through the other boy’s hair.
He smiled. Tam was so peaceful when he was asleep. Keefe wrapped his arm around Tam’s waist, more securely this time, and placed his head on his boyfriend’s.
DEX’S PHONE
Tam
Tam
Hey where’s linh
Me
Idk ill check
Tam
Mmkay do it quick alr?
~
DEX
Dex looked up from his phone. He scanned the crowd, his eyes finally landing on a familiar teal-eyed boy.
Fitz was sitting with his back to the window, both legs propped up on the seat next to him. He tapped his pen on his chin, brows furrowed as he looked at his notebook. He only had a small backpack lying on the floor, the rest of his bags nowhere in sight.
The artificial light from the bus ceiling flickered, but Dex still caught Fitz’s familiar features amongst the crowd. He knew those teal eyes, and he knew those dark locks, and he’d know the boy in front of him anywhere.
”Hey.” Dex said. He had been lugging a huge suitcase around all morning, but finally found the trunk of the bus earlier. Now he was just lugging around three huge bags.
Fitz looked up and brightened. “Hey! I saved you a spot.” Dex could barely see in the flickering lights and without his contacts, but he followed the sound of Fitz’s legs sliding off the chair and his palm patting the cloth to find the seat.
“Ugh, I cannot put these bags up.” Dex groaned. Fitz shifted. “I’ll do it for you. You should get some sleep.”
Dex sighed as the weights lifted off his shoulders - literally. “Thanks,” he tried to say, but it came out as an “Ahhh.” He sighed, trying to keep his head up with his fist.
His phone pinged.
~
Linhammon Roll
Well? What do you have to say for urself?
~
Dex furrowed his brows together.
~
Me
Huh?
~
He looked up and saw Linh from two seats up front glaring at him.
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Linhammon Roll
You were supposed to sit w me!!!
~
Dex’s eyes widened. Shit.
~
Me
I’m so sorry, I’ll come over
Linhammon Roll
No, its fine.
~
He always sat with Linh! Every time! How did he forget?
Linhammon Roll
You got ur bags above that seat
Linhammon Roll
Ill just txt to chat
~
Dex tore a hand through his hair.
~
Me
Linh, I’m so sorry. For real. My brain isn’t functioning properly.
Linhammon Roll
Dude its fine
Linhammon Roll
I can manage without you
Linhammon Roll
Who did you betray me 4
~
Linh looked up from her phone. Dex saw her eyes dart to Fitz putting his bags up, her mouth dropping open.
~
Linhammon Roll
I TAKE IT BACK BITCH
Me
I’m so so so sorry i thought youd be w Marella!!!
~
He did not. He had searched the crowd for Fitz.
~
Linhammon Roll
Why would i be w my girlfriend
Linhammon Roll
She has this thing where she sits w tam, sophie, keefe, and FITZ everytime
Linhammon Roll
I guess traitors think alike
Me
Linh i can move yk
Linhammon Roll
You got ur bags up
Linhammon Roll
Anyways we can just chat like this
Linhammon Roll
So why did you sit with Fitz of all people
~
Why did he? Fitz was his friend, sure, but he was closer with Sophie, and Tam, and Linh. He was pretty close with all of them, actually. But Fitz he’d only been good friends with for around nine months. He was a nice friend though. He was witty and smart and charming and his hair glowed a bit in the sunlight.
Speaking of Fitz’s hair… something was different…
Fitz plopped back down on the seat next to him. “You’re too tired to keep your bag up but not to text?” He asked, smiling. Dex pinked. “I could’ve kept my bags up. You didn’t have to do that.”
Fitz shrugged. “It’s really nothing.”
”Well, it was nice of you. Also, Linh’s pissed at me for not sitting with her.” Fitz’s face fell. “Oh, I can move-“
”No, I can just text her. It’s fine.” Dex didn’t really want to move. He couldn’t really see much, but he was sure something was different with Fitz’s hair. Did he style it different, did he cut it, or did he-
Oh stars.
”Did you dye your hair?” Dex asked. Fitz nodded, running a hand through it absent-mindedly. “You really can’t see without your contacts?”
”Fitz, I’m not colourblind. The lighting is just pretty crappy. What colour?”
Fitz smirked. “You’ll find out in the morning.”
Dex opened his mouth to protest, but his eyes closed and he was dead to the world.
~
Linh
Dex?
Linh
DEX!
Linh
DID YOU FALL ASLEEP ON FITZ’S SHOULDER DEX
Linh
DEX WTF BRO