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my first btr fanfic please be kind
Tiny Dancer
Ch.1 Blue Jean Baby,
James
There was always something different about the kid who sat next to me in Algebra II, I sighed looking back out the window of the room the teacher boringly lectured about quadratic formulas while drawing all sorts of formulas and diagrams across the whiteboard. Looking over, again at him Ipod headphones in his ears hidden mostly by the heavy navy blue scarf around his throat, I studied him quietly the cord running down his charcoal grey sweater the black collar of his polo peeking from beneath the scarf revealed by the V neckline of the sweater. He was pretty to me though most of the people in this building would say average but I saw things no one else thought to look for in him. He was tall nearly my height maybe two inches shorter than I, his skin had an ivory tone to it, and was flawless except for a few spots on his face where he had acne scars that were beginning to fade into his skin, from what I could tell by looking it was soft and he kept his face well shaved. His eyes shone like blue grey jewels when he was happy, and when he was sad they got glassy, cold, and unfeeling. He wore glasses black semi-rimless frames the lenses scratched slightly though unnoticeable unless you were up close enough, there was something pleasantly disheveled about his mid neck length dark brown hair that had single strands of gold interwoven randomly. His pale long fingered hands played across the open book in his hands turning the page diligently as his eyes scanned the page. I kept to myself mostly in Algebra perhaps for fear if I opened my mouth I would let it slip that I thought he was perfect. The bell rang, and I sighed wondering one last time to myself, what the air of mystery he seemed to draw around him was all about. I watched as he stood daintily, stretched then closed his book and placed it on top of his binder, picking them both up he exited with a few of the females from the class chatting away excitedly. I sighed closing my Aeropostale messenger bookbag, and smiled meeting up with Kendall and Logan in the hallway as I exited the classroom. We laughed a bit on the way to my locker I pulled on my black pea coat and a white scarf tying it around my tanned throat and closing the locker with a clang. " did you see that fag today?" Kendall asked I didn't respond, taking that as a no Kendall looked over at me " walks around like he's a fucking supermodel, glitter under his eyes" he said laughing and punching me in the arm, I walked forward towards the stairs with Kendall, Logan trailing not far behind, I finally got the courage to speak and turned towards Kendall on the landing of the back stairwell,
" Kendall just stop" I said with pure venom in my voice " why are you sticking up for a faggot?" he responded " why the fuck are you so FUCKING HATEFUL" I said grabbing the front of Kendall's shirt " what the hell does it matter that he's gay, he's still a person and he has the right to express himself anyway he wants so if he likes glitter and eyeliner than so be it he's not hurting you" I released Kendall's shirt and turned quickly walking nonchalantly down the stairwell, Kendall laughed loudly " dude what the hell is wrong with you, you almost hit me" Kendall said grabbing the back of my shirt , I shook him off and rushed out the back door of the school into the icy air nearly slipping on a patch of frozen snow. I smiled a little bit scarf shielding my cheeks from the bite fo the cold as I walked to my car, then I saw him the pretty boy from math class eyeing me from a spot by the corner of the school parking lot fence huddled in a group of three of the most popular girls in school busily chatting over a Cosmopolitan with Nicki Minaj on the cover. There was a gleam in his beautiful blue eyes as he laughed causing me to smile as I opened the door of the Benz. Pushing my keys into the ignition I drove past them and out of the parking lot with a flirtatious wave in his direction though he didn't respond, damn these tinted windows I thought. I glared at the falling snow across my windshield, looking back once more at the beautiful boy. I drove down the street my cell phone vibrating against my hip the whole time, no doubt it was Logan calling to see why I blew up like that. I'd never really been good at managing my feelings things kind of got bottled up, besides I wasn't the most important person in this world. I could endure a little pain to give them less to worry about, they've had enough on their plates for a while Kendall's father came back and I finally realize why no one's seen him for a long time,though it's not really any of my business and I don't know half the details; but we were advised to move out and Gustavo moved the record company to a small studio in downtown Cleveland. I despised the snow which seemed to darken the mood of everyone around me, and though pretty to look at it wasn't pretty to drive through or walk in.
I finally picked up my phone
"hey James, where are you?" Logan asked casually
"I'm driving back to the apartment, you ok?" I replied
" James, I've never seen you blow up like that" Logan said
"I'm just stressed"I said driving around another corner.
" about what?" Logan inquired " you know you can tell me anything right?"
I gulped my hands shaking, could I find the courage to tell him? Logan's been my best friend for as long as I can remember but I can't tell him yet, I just don't think I can.
" James are you there?" Logan's voice said loudly through the cell phone
" yeah sorry I went through a bad area almost lost reception" I lied
" and it's not really anything worth talking about Logie" I wiped my eyes on my sleeve and continued looking forward. " it just bothers me that people are so hateful to someone for being different, why can't Kendall see that the guy's not affecting anyone else" I rambled on about how it's alright for people to express themselves anyway they want.
"James you know Kendall's still a little messed up over what happened" Logan said
I nodded " mhmm yeah I know, but he won't talk to anyone about it " I said
" James no one but Kendall and his parents know what happened and if he's not ready to talk about it we can't force him" Logan said
" I wish I could help him" I sighed
" you can't always be a knight in shining armour James" Logan replied
I passed a park a few blocks from the apartment, and looked out the window as I stopped at the stop sign, there he was once more, blue jeans standing out against the snow as he sat reading his book.
should he stop over and give him a ride? tell me in a review thank you for reading
