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🐾JACKSON’S POV🐾
I arrived back at the school in time for lunch and immediately sat next to Danny. Strangely enough Arnold was there to.
“What’s the idiot doing here?” I groan.
“He’s actually pretty cool” Danny offered.
“Yeah, because sweater vests and khakis are so cool” I remarked sarcastically. Danny just rolled his eyes at me.
“So what was up with Scott?” Danny inquired. I tensed up remembering what I’d just listened to. I couldn’t even comprehend what I’d heard yet.
“You okay?” Danny asks concerned.
“Yeah, yeah. I never found Scott so I wouldn’t know” I lied easily seeing has how I’d been lying to my parents for years.
“Scott McCall and Jackson Whittemore are needed in Mr. Harris’s room” called the principle through the loud speaker.
“And that’s my que” I said quoting Danny “see ya guys later.” I got up and strolled out if the lunch room to Harris’s room. When I got there Scott was already there very interested in his fingers.
“Nice of you to join us Mr. Whittemore” Harris nodded motioning to the empty seat next to Scott. Sighing I walked over and plopped into the chair. I saw Scott tense up out of the corner of my eye.
“Since you two were not present during our lab today, I’m going to need you to have the lab done by tomorrow” Harris commanded.
“Ok, we’ll just come in after school. What time?” I ask.
“Sorry guys, I have a meeting to be to right after school. Your going to have to meet somewhere else” Harris sighed.
“We can just work at my house, it’s not like I have anything better to do” I shrugged.
“Are you fine with that Mr. McCall?” Harris asked expectantly.
“Sure” Scott mumbled still looking at his fingers.
“Alright then it’s settled, you will complete the Lab at Mr. Whittemore’s house. You two may go back to lunch. I scooped up my bag and left the classroom with Scott right behind me.
“Just meet me at my car after school and I’ll give you a ride” I offered.
“We have lacrosse practice” Scott argued.
“I’ll talk to coach about giving us the day off” I offered “so I’m giving you a ride.”
“I can ride my bike” Scott countered.
“True, but then it would take you forever to get there” I pointed out “I’m giving you a ride, no exceptions.”
“Fine” Scott muttered and hurried down the hallway
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🐾SCOTT’S POV🐾
“Just make yourself comfortable” Jackson sighed “want something to drink?”
“I’m fine” I sighed. God, how did I get myself into this? Ever since Derek made that stupid suggestion I’ve been seriously questioning my feelings towards Jackson. Jackson of all people! I turned around after sitting on the couch to see Jackson crouching to get something out of the fridge. His ass is in perfect view and- no Scott! God, I shouldn’t even be having these thought. I shouldn’t even be here, I should be joking around with Stiles at lacrosse practice.
“Are you sure you don’t want something to drink, I’ve got Pepsi” Jackson prodded.
“No thanks” I called and immediately fished my book out of my bag. A few seconds later Jackson came and sat down next to me. His thigh brushed against mine for a minute an i felt a tingling sensation before he scooted away.
“So what’s this lab were supposed to do?” Jackson questioned.
“It says we’re supposed to make Slime Polymer” I shrug.
“God, that’s easy. I made that stuff in elementary school.” Jackson beemed. I couldn’t help but smile at his pride. He was so cute when he- god Scott, seriously no! You’re not gay for Jackson.
“It explains why Mr. Harris gave me borax powder before I left school today” Jackson stated “so I have everything we need in the kitchen except… The glue. There should be some glue in my desk in my room upstairs. Could you go grab that while I get the rest of the stuff?”
“Sure” I mumbled standing up and heading to the stairs. Once up the stairs and in Jackson’s room I walked over to his desk and started to shuffle through everything when something caught my eye. It looked to be a small piece of paper sticking out of the bottom of a book. Hesitantly I reached forward and pulled the paper from the book. I flipped it over in my hands and blinked in surprise. Why does Jackson have a copy of my school picture?
“Scott, can you find it?!?” Jackson called up the stairs. I looked around frantically and saw the glue sitting on the desk.
“Yeah, I’ll be down in a sec!” I called snatching up the glue and stuffing my picture back in a book. I walked hurriedly out of Jackson’s room and down the stairs.
“Took you long enough” Jackson mumbled, almost self consciously.
“Ok, so what do we do?” I asked sitting back on the couch with Jackson.
“Are you saying you didn’t make this in elementary?!?” Jackson asks incredulously.
“No, I didn’t” I admitted sheepishly.
“Ok, here you take this cup and fill it with water” he says gesturing to the pitcher he’d brought over “and then add a spoonful of borax.” We continued on like this for about a half an hour. Jackson giving me instruction and chuckling(giving me chills down the spine) when I messed up. When we finally got done, I knew I should probably leave. Weirdly enough though, I didn’t want to.
“So, I guess I’ll just call Stiles to pick me up” I yawned standing up from the couch.
“You don’t have to leave right away if you don’t want to” Jackson suggested biting his lip. God, he had no idea what that did to me.
“Okay” I mumbled sitting back down. With that, Jackson flicked on the tv and we started to watch the Big Bang theory marathon.
🐾JACKSON’S POV🐾
I spent like a half hour working in the project with Scott and by the time it was over, I didn’t want him to leave. Through out the time he was here I started to crave seeing the smile that grew on his soft pink lips when I laughed. Or the way he’d run his fingers through his hair when he got frustrated over a step.
Maybe Derek’s little theory isn’t so unplausable. No, I’m not saying I’m definantly gay. All I’m saying is that I’m seriously questioning my sexuality when it comes to Scott. It’s weird because I don’t like other guys like this, it’s just Scott. This is part of the reason why I’m definently starting to consider Derek’s theory, because I’m not gay but I have these strange feelings when it comes to Scott.
All the thoughts running through my head right now were preventing me from enjoying my usual favorite show, the Big Bang theory. I kept finding my eyes drifting over to Scott. His eyes were zeroed in on the tv but it didn’t seem like he was watching either.
Then a seriously interesting thought came to mind. There is one way I could find out if I really like Scott, but it would get really awkward if it didn’t work. I could kiss him. I bit my lip contemplating it. Should I? What’s the worst thing that could happen right? Ok there are a lot of worst case scenarios. Suddenly Scott turned towards me as if sensing my internal war and that’s when I made my decision. I leaned forward and crashed my lips into his. I felt him kiss back for a split second before he pushed me away. His face looked scared and alarmed.
“D-don’t e-ever do that A-again” he studdered nervously standing up and rushing out my front door. I felt my heart sink and a sick feeling to start in the pit of my stomach.
‘Rejected’ my wolf howled in pain. I clutched my stomach trying to quench the sick feeling but it wouldn’t go away.
‘Rejected’ my wolf howled again and an involuntary tear slid down my cheek.
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Awwww, poor Jackson. What do you thinks going to happen now that he’s been rejected. Guess you’ll have to read to find out. 🙂
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