Like In the Fairytales
SUMMARY: Elijah Egret is a new jock at Bullworth. Previously a nerd at his old school, he's still his nerdy self at heart. After one situation, he ends up falling for Earnest Jones! Marth McKinley is Elijah's cousin, who is a non-clique member, and Elijah's best friend Kirby Olsen can't keep his eyes off Marth after his tough breakup with Trent... SLASHFIC. 2 STORIES IN 1 Earnest/OC Kirby/OC a bit of Trent/Kirby
Chapter one
Auntie pulled up to the curb and smiled. "Have fun, Elijah! Don't get into too much trouble, dear."
I laughed. "I'll try. See ya, auntie Eva." I closed the door and walked onto the campus. I really was digging the school uniform I was wearing. Teal sweater and khakis, hell yeah. I was not sure where he was supposed to go, so I decided to approach a friendly looking girl with black braids. "Excuse me, I'm new here...do you think you could tell me where I should go?" I asked curiously.
She giggled. "The main building over there...then go upstairs and you'll know it when you see it! Oh...by the way, you're really cute! You look like Light Magayi from Death Page!"
I smiled. I love that anime, and if a girl thinks I'm cute and look like Light, I feel absolutely great. Except I'm rocking the wavy hair. And I don't kill people. I thanked her and walk into the main building.
The school looked so huge from inside and out! After walking up the steep steps I found myself to the office. An older lady greeted me with a smile. "Hello, you must be Mr. Elijah Egret, am I correct?"
I nodded. "Yes, that's right." She led me into the principal's office. The principal was a weirdo in my opinion. Mostly he commented about my excellent grades from my previous high school, and how he would like me to keep it up. He told me about all my classes and stuff and gave me my schedule, and we discussed the rules and stuff.
He had a big nose.
Finally I got to leave. "Goodbye, Elijah!" The lady said, who's name I learned was Miss Danvers. I sighed and looked at my schedule. I had Math first with Mr. Hattrick. Walking to my class, I was approached by a brunette guy in a letterman jacket.
"Hey, you're Elijah, right? I saw you walk out of the office."
"Yeah, that's me..." I say simply.
"I'm Kirby Olsen. I'm on the football team. Our coach, Mr. Burton, always makes sure that one member of the team has to tour the new kid around and offer a spot on the football team. I volunteered, since most guys on the team aren't so nice...we get permission to skip right now by the way, so don't worry."
"Ooh, football?" I asked. Hmm...I played football at fat camp, and they said I was really good at it. "Sounds cool...I'll consider it."
"Alright, man." He said as we walked around a bit. "What do you think of the school so far?"
"Seems nice," I say with a shrug. He snorted. "Believe me, it's a real dump. The only thing that's great in this school is football and the cute g-girls." I raised an eyebrow at how he stuttered at the word 'girls.' Maybe he's the type to get really nervous around them. Then again, so am I.
"Do you have a girlfriend?" I asked carefully. "Yep. But I'm a total player." He said as he puffed up his chest. "Don't tell anyone, but I have a shoe fetish. You have a girl?"
I shrugged. Girls didn't like me, I didn't think so at least. The only time I kissed a girl as I remembered was when I kissed the most popular girl in my class in the fifth grade, Felicia Kenner, and it was only because she was dared by her friends to kiss the 'loser fat kid.' Other than that, never dated a girl. And I'm fifteen.
"Don't have one. Maybe I'll find one here."
"Who knows, you are pretty handsome," he said. "Thanks." I said. I felt flattered but a bit funny. Why was it now that everyone thinks I'm good looking? It's probably because I've lost a ton of weight...
"Got any siblings?" He asked as we checked out the cafeteria. "Yeah kinda. My cousins Marth and Alyson McKinley go here. Marth's my age and Alyson's twelve. You know 'em?" I ask.
"No, I mostly just pay attention to the jocks, heh. Some of the bullies too...I'm close with this bully named Trent." He admitted. He reddened a little when he mentioned the bully. "I'll see if I run into them then I'll say hi."
"Okay," I said. "How about you?"
He shook his head. "Don't have any. My cute yorkie keeps me company." He smiled and showed me his phone background of a cute dog. "Aw," I said. "Do you like video games?"
"Yeah, I like playing Duty Calls and some sports video games..."
Oh. "You into Age of Alchemy, Myth of Zelpher or Lost Legacy...?" I asked. Kirby laughed. "Those games are for nerds." Ouch. I loved those games. But I guess that was expected, since...
After we walked around the whole school and checked out the library and gymnasium and I met some staff, we went back inside. "Alright. See you around," I said to him and headed to art with Ms. Philips. "Wait, can I get your number or something?" He asked and I nodded. We exchanged phones and I put my number in. I accidentally pressed photos and my eyes widened and I reddened. There was a photo of him kissing a blonde boy in a white polo.
He looked up. "Something wrong?" I shook my head. "N-no, I'm just a really slow typer, heh." I flustered over the photo. I went back to home screen and gave it back to him, as he did with mine. "Are we friends now, then?" I asked.
He shrugged and smiled. "Sure. Hey, if you're still thinking of joining the football team, then text me, okay?" He said. "See ya."
"Uh, yeah." I responded as we both went off to their next class. I was thinking about that photo for a while. Did Kirby like...boys? And even if he did, why was I so hung up about it?