Well. Basically, Jack begins to doubt liking girls and all of his perfectness is shattered by the arrival of Yusei. What will happen? Told in alternating chapters.

"Oh Jack, you're so amazing."

I smiled, flexing my huge muscles. All the girls at my school, save a girl named Akiza, were in love with me. And I couldn't blame them. Ahh, high school. The magical years of our lives. I, Jack Atlas, was a senior, getting ready to go to college…probably. The warning bell rang and I took my time getting to class. All the teachers loved me anyway, so why the rush? My first period was math and I casually walked in, getting ready to head to my seat when I saw a raven haired boy sitting in it. I fumed. Nobody was allowed to sit there but me.

"Excuse me. You're in my seat. Get up."

Blue orbs stared into my purple ones. Instead of cowering in fear and scooting away, he said,

"I don't see your name on it."

The no nonsense chatter in the classroom suddenly stopped. Everybody's eyes stared at our tense situation. Neither of us let our gaze's waiver from each other as my math teacher, Mr. Frank, walks in.

"Nice of you to meet our new student."

The boy breaks my gaze, staring the teacher, paying me no mind.

"Mr. Fudo." Mr. Frank says, motioning him to stand up. He did so and slowly walked to the front of the class. I took the opportunity to reclaim my seat back, earning me nothing but a blank stared. Again, not what I was expecting.

"Class, this is Yusei Fudo. He's a new student from…?"

"The Satellite." He mumbles.

A mummer arose from the classroom, along with a few snickers.

"What's a Satellite doing here?" I ask, snickering along with the other students. The class begins to laugh, but Yusei seems undisturbed by it.

"Rex Goodwin personally made sure I was placed in this school."

The laughter stopped. Most of us were here by either a) our money, like me. b) a scholarship or c) a personal request by Rex Goodwin, the superintendent. Coming from a scholarship was unworthy, for what reason? I don't know.

'This Yusei guy must be pretty smart then.' I thought, glaring at him.

"Well, you're pretty smart, eh?" Mr. Frank asks.

He nods.

"I'm sure you'll like following Jack right?"

My eyes bugged. That-that thing, following me around all day? Hell no.

"Jack, he'll be shadowing your schedule until he gets his, alright?"

I groan and nod my head, while Yusei nods emotionless and darts his eyes back and forth, looking for a seat. Unfortunately, there was an empty one, right in front of me. Mr. Frank almost looked amused at our situation. Yusei drops his stuff down and sit quietly, a sigh escaping his lips. The moment he sat down, his stupid raven hair blocked my view.

'Weird, yellow highlights.' I think again, amusing myself.

"Hey Crabhead, move your hair."

He turns around, blue orbs digging deep into mine.

"Hey Oversized Ego, why don't you move?" He retorts.

My mouth gapes open in surprise. Yusei turns around, resuming his work like he hadn't just mouthed off me, Jack Atlas! Soon the bell rang and everybody raced out in a fury of voices and papers.

"Ready?" he asks, impatiently.

I glared up at him, trying to figure out who he thought he was. I got up, pushed past him and breezed out of the door, now waiting for him. By the time he came out, however, the hallways were empty. I shoved Yusei against a locker.

"Listen Fudo. I don't know who you think you are, but you don't defy me. Got it?"

"The name's Yusei, first of all." Up close, those blue orbs were much sharper and clearer. Almost breathtaking…

Wait. Breathtaking? Did I just think that?

"Second, fine, whatever, just take me to class. You might care about girls, but care about an education. Understand?"

I release my grip on him and stalk off down the hallway, not bothering to look back and see if he was following me.

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Yusei's POV

With nothing else to to for entertainment, I people watched. Akiza wasn't in this class, I noted, sighing deeper to myself. Jack was over in another corner, womanizing girls like he was usually doing. Something nagged at my stomach. Nervousness? Anger? Jealously? I smirked to myself. Jealous of Jack Atlas? Don't make me laugh. The bell rings and I hover over to Jack, waiting for the next class. He kissed a girl on the cheek and that same nagging was there. Again, I wasn't jealous of that stupid, egotistical, blond...

"Ready? Lunch is next. Don't expect me to sit with you."

I stared straight ahead. "Wasn't planning on it."