Jimmy loved school. No, he wasn't a huge nerd who got good grades, but he was popular. Popular as in, he has always been the center of attention his whole life, popular as in, he has a lot of friends, popular as in, he's really attractive. Jimmy was popular.
The curly haired boy hated living up to the stereotype, but school was pretty fun when he knew that he didn't have to experience the troubles that unpopular people would have to go through. Don't get him wrong though, he wasn't a snooty, bratty, kid due to his popularity, Jimmy tried to make sure that he was kind. He made sure that that was apart of his charm, trying to speak and be kind to everyone.
Jimmy had a special interest in one specific person though, and his name was Charlie McDonnell. Charlie was a beautiful, brown haired boy covered in beauty spots, but he was annoyingly quiet. Jimmy had the pleasure to see him in almost every class, and he even got to sit next to him in one of them. He made sure that he took advantage of this everyday, talking to Charlie mindlessly, though he never really responded.
So it was Monday again, and this was always something that Jimmy had to look forward to, talking to Charlie. When seventh period finally came around, Jimmy came to class pretty early, but Charlie was already there before him, along with the teacher who sat going over lesson plans. Jim held back a goofy smile and sat down casually, like he did most things.
As soon as the teacher started talking, Jimmy hopped right in. "Hey Charliedog, how was the weekend?" Charliedog. He had no idea where that came from, but it came out confidently, like he had been planning it his whole life.
Charlie looked over at him, and then he looked away, taking his book from underneath his chair and opening it. Jimmy melodramatically took offense to that, the fact that Charlie would ignore him like he always did. He wouldn't stop there though, oh no he wouldn't. Jim scooted his desk closer to Charlie's, leaning over to see the book. He moved close enough to where he could see the words on the page. With no hesitation, he read the book out loud.
Charlie instantaneously closed the book, and Jimmy wasn't gonna lie, he looked a little mad. But still, Jimmy wasn't going to lose his bravado, he easily snatched the book from Charlie's hand, looking at the cover.
"Eleanor & Park, huh? This what you reading this week? Yknow, I really really like this shade of blue, it's like, really nice. I'm thinking of painting my room this color. Right now it's just like, this like, plain wh-"
"Look," Charlie started, interrupting Jimmy in a hushed, angry whisper, like a mother would do to their child in public after they've done something bad. "I like you, you're really attractive, but you're also really annoying and talkative and you never fucking shut up, but I like you." After that, the book was roughly taken out of Jimmy's hands.
Jimmy was shocked silent, he had genuinely never heard Charlie speak to him before. He got out of his chair, whooping and hollering and oh my god, he got Charlie to speak to someone who wasn't his close friend. This celebration was a short one though, as he finally caught his teacher's eye, who was expressing the exact opposite of joy.
"Charlie, James, to the the principal's office." Jimmy's heard his teacher's voice boom with it's authority, but all he could think about was how he addressed him as James instead of Jimmy.