I know it's been a loooong time, and I apologize for that. I got really caught up in work and school and I lost my writing muse for the longest time, but I have returned with a few new ideas and a few old ones to work on. This one is just an idea that's been rotting in my mind for awhile now. I plan to write more and I have an idea set for this fanfic so it'll probably get some updates as long as I don't get swamped with schoolwork/my job. I hope you all enjoy! ~DiscoBallMind

Chapter 1: "Me and Him"

"You must understand
No woman no man
Will ever decide who I am
It just feels right to feel right" -Me and Him/The Pierces

"It was just here a minute ago! Where could it have gone in such a short time?" Huffed Jackson Jekyll, the only Normie in all of Monster High. The boy was rummaging through his Phys. Dead locker, searching for one of the most vital item in high-school, deodorant. "I just had it…" He mumbled again.

"Yo, dude, you need something?" Said a voice next to him. Jackson looked at the source of the voice and his eyes met a pair of gorgeous emerald green ones that were shaded behind a pair of tinted sunglasses.

"O-Oh, hey Deuce." Jackson sputtered. The boy next to him happened to be his best friend Deuce Gorgon. "I, well, you see..." He blushed, looking embarrassed. "I lost my deodorant and I don't have any extra so I'm going to smell all day and-"

"Dude, all's you had to do was ask." Deuce cut him off as he handed him his deodorant. "You can use mine."

"Really? T-Thanks." He accepted the container and attempted to hide his blushing red face turning towards his locker. He opened it and instinctively sniffed it. Jackson was immediately overwhelmed by the scent. It enveloped him. It caressed him. It made him feel warm. It reminded him of Deuce and the first time the 2 had ever met. Jackson's first day at Monster High was terrible up until he met Deuce. Deuce befriended Jackson without a second thought. Deuce made him feel stood for a moment just taking it in, when suddenly Deuce brought him back to reality.

"Um dude," Deuce raised his eyebrow while looking at Jackson "I know it's got a good smell and all but you've been sniffin' it for a good 5 minutes, do you really like it that much?"

"No! I just, uh, really like it, that's all." He could feel his face getting hot; he couldn't bring himself to tell Deuce that he liked it as much as he did because it reminded him of Deuce. Jackson used it quickly and handed it back to Deuce. "Thanks again Deuce, I owe you one."

Deuce actually chuckled at Jackson's last sentence. "Ya owe me one? Dude I just let you use some deodorant, it's no big deal." He smiled at the Normie. "But, I am home alone tonight and it'd be nice to have someone else there so I'm not bored back to life. Think you can make it?"

"It's a date!" Jackson said quickly before realizing what he had said. " I mean not like a romantic date I just meant like a date as in something to remember or-"

Deuce cut him off again. "I know what you meant, dude," He looked rather worried. Deuce recalled that Jackson hadn't been himself lately. He'd been blushing a lot and stumbling over his words quite a bit. Deuce assumed he was getting sick or something. "You've been actin' kinda weird lately, you feelin' ok?"

Jackson looked at Deuce and feigned a smile. "I'm...I'm just fine Deuce, I'll see you tonight." And with that he hurried out of the locker room, leaving a confused Deuce to wonder what was bothering his best friend.

It was nearly 7 p.m. when Jackson rang the doorbell next to Deuce's big front door. It swung open almost immediately.

"Dude!" Deuce exclaimed "what took you so long? I said come around 5 and you're never late!" Deuce moved aside to let the other boy in. The house smelled delicious, as if a fine feast was being prepared.

Jackson smiled in an embarrassed sort of way. "Sorry, I took a little bit too long to get ready and I lost all track of time." Jackson followed Deuce into the large dining room and bordered the kitchen and living room.

"Well I got dinner ready and kept it warm waiting for you, slow-poke" Deuce joked before heading towards the kitchen. "Have a seat, and I hope you're hungry. I cooked up some real good stuff for us."

Jackson took a seat and watched Deuce leave the room. The scene in the locker room earlier today wandered back into his mind. He could feel that safe, conforming feeling again when he thought about Deuce and everything he's done for him. His heart raced at every thought of Deuce. Jackson laughed quietly to himself and shook his head softly. 'I have a crush on Deuce and I just keep falling more and more for him.' He thought to himself. Jackson hardly noticed Deuce had returned with 2 plates piled high with Jackson's all time favorite food, macaroni and cheese.

"Not just macaroni and cheese," Deuce proclaimed. "it has my twist on it of course. It's made with a special blend of cheeses, topped with breadcrumbs and baked till perfection." Deuce ignored Jackson's playful eyeroll and sat the plates down across from each other, and then took his seat. He looked at the boy across from him. "I noticed that you weren't feelin' very well today, so I wanted to cook your favorite, I really hope you like it."

The Normie looked at Deuce in almost disbelief. "Deuce, I love everything you cook for me, and this is really special." He was looking down at his plate of food, pushing a noodle around his plate as he spoke. "I think it's really nice of you to cook my favorite for me, thank you Deuce."

Deuce set down his fork and looked directly into Jackson's eyes. And Jackson could see, even through the tinted lens, that Deuce looked worried. "Can you at least tell me what's wrong Jackson? You're my best-bro, I shouldn't feel left out when something is eating you up inside."

"I'm your best friend?" Jackson asked incredulously. "What about Clawd and Heath?"

Deuce shrugged. "Yeah I'm close with them too, but I always thought you and I just, I dunno, clicked better. You've always been my best friend."

"You're my best friend too Deuce." Jackson sputtered. "You were my only friend when I came here, you were the first one to talk to me, my own cousin wouldn't talk to me on my first day! It would've been so much different if you didn't notice me or show any kindness to me, Deuce. I can never thank you enough." Jackson's eyes looked a little misty, but his smile looked real.

"I can think of one way you can thank me, you could at least eat some of the food on your plate." Jackson broke out into hearty laughter, and he was soon joined by Deuce. They both laughed till their sides ached and when they were finished Deuce looked back at Jackson, this time they both had tears of laughter in their eyes. "Better now?"

Jackson nodded his head. "Mhm, I'm a lot better now." The boys finished their meal talking and chuckling and once the dishes had been done and they were cleaned up, Jackson turned to Deuce. "Wanna go watch a movie or something?" He suggested to Deuce, who agreed happily. But Jackson could feel a thought itching in the back of his brain.

He still wasn't over Deuce, and he was still falling for him more and more every second.