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#he ha anyways here’s. all my hc names for the Fab Four i guess!!
ghostxraven · 3 years
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insomnia said write, i’ve been rolling a stupid cliche high school au around in my head for a bit, here it is; just a snippet because as with anything where killjoy names don’t really work it’s a little awkward and idk if i would ever write a whole thing for it but here we go:
It’s suspiciously quiet at the Hoffman sibling-and-Diego Seong-but-no-one-else lunch table, and that’s what tips Jamison off that there’s something up. Diego slipped off to the bathroom to change into uniform a few minutes ago, in anticipation of the pep rally right after lunch, but usually Alex has enough to say to fill up enough conversation for three people. When Jamie looks over, they’re pushing the cafeteria macaroni and cheese around their plate absentmindedly, sometimes managing to spear a few elbow noodles and blindly steer them to their mouth, but for the most part they’re making concerning moon eyes at the marching band table across the cafeteria. Their makeup is smudged on one side, probably from sleeping through English class again, and there’s a dried patch of drool at the corner of their mouth that confirms Jamie’s suspicion. When he follows their gaze across the room, he can’t help but draw up in surprise.
“Really?” He mumbles, trying and failing to keep the smile out of his voice. “Coulda told me, ‘Lex.”
Alex starts guiltily, dropping their fork to tug at the hem of their cheer uniform top. “‘S not a big deal,” they mumble quickly. Their eyes flick in the direction of where Damien Fujikawa is making amiable conversation with one of his bandmates at their table. He laughs at something they’ve said and Alex flushes pink, looking down at their lap.
Jamie tilts his head to the side, bumping their shoulders together. “Kinda seems like it is,” he says, trying to keep his tone soft. “Y’know ‘m okay with it, right? He’s my best friend.”
Alex bites their lip and flashes Jamie a nervous looking smile. Their eyes dart from side to side. “He’s really cute, James,” they whisper, a little shrill, and grab their fork to jab violently at their lunch. Their other hand reaches out to squeeze Jamie’s hard under the table. “I think I really like him. Jesus.”
They both look over at the band table again. Damien’s picking at his own lunch, what looks like it might be a sandwich, and when he notices them both looking, he grins and waves.
Jamie raises a hand, smiling. Alex goes extra-smiley all of a sudden, waving back in a way that somehow toes the line between over-enthusiastic and shy. It’s weird. Jamie grins.
“You’re being a freak,” he hisses under his breath, when Damien goes back to his sandwich, and Alex shoots him a slightly panicked look, jittery laugh slipping through their teeth.
“I know,” they whisper back. “But I dunno how t’ stop.”
“Talk t’ him. Ask him on a date.” Jamie takes a bite of his salad, licking a stray drop of dressing off his lip. “Go get ice cream b’fore the game or somethin’. Or, ooh, d’you have a date t’ homecoming?”
Alex titters, smoothing the embroidered Ravens logo on their chest, hands dancing down to nervously pick at the pleats of their uniform skirt. “Was gonna jus’ go with you an’ Diego.” They look up at Jamie out of the corner of their eye. “Y’think that would work?”
Jamie shrugs, failing to look nonchalant when the corner of his mouth pulls up. “Well, I know for a fact that Damien doesn’t have a date. An’ it would be kinda perfect, wouldn’t it? ‘Sides,” he mumbles around another mouthful of lettuce. “I could help you, y’know. Set it up.”
Alex’s lips twitch into an unusually uncertain smile. “Um. Yeah, okay.” They shove the last few bites of macaroni into their mouth just as the bell rings, startling both of them.
“‘M gonna go catch up with Damien an’ the rest ‘f the band,” Jamie says, throwing his backpack over one arm and reaching under the table for his saxophone case. “I’ll see you at th’ pep rally, ‘kay? Knock ‘em dead, ‘Lex.”
Alex throws him a much more confident grin, tossing their own bag over their shoulder, and winking. “‘Course. ‘M gonna go find Diego. Bet he’s still fuckin’ with his liner ‘n the art hall bathroom.”
Jamie laughs, and turns to head towards the other side of the cafeteria, when Alex adds, “...an’ James?”
Jamie looks back over his shoulder, and Alex looks down at the scuffed tile, at a wet patch where someone’s spilled their milk carton. “Thanks. For, y’know.”
Jamie shakes his head, and smiles. “‘F course, Lex. We can meet in your room after school. Make some plans with like, posterboard, an’ your glitter pens. Get some snacks from th’ kitchen, make it a thing.”
Alex laughs, pinking a little, and grins — all bright and eye-crinkling — before jogging towards the double doors, waving behind them as they go.
Jamie rolls his eyes fondly, heading after Damien and the rest of the marching band kids. Game on.
#pi's personal#funpoison#danger days#my writing#high school au#he ha anyways here’s. all my hc names for the Fab Four i guess!!#idk if i would ever write a longer thing cause it’s just so weird using civilian names even if i have solid headcanons for those#just like i kinda think a pride and prejudice au would slap but u can’t rlly use kj names in the regency era#i got away w it in Star Wars but idk how i would do that with aus where names like party poison and kobra kid aren’t gonna fly#wee oo i think it’s p clear who everyone is but just in case...alex is party jamie is kobra diego is jet and damien is ghoul#i like when ppl give ghoul d names they fit. anyways batman reference :D#anyways this au is fun to think abt when i don’t have 2 use civilian names. i think it’s delightfully stupid#imagine. ghoul n party after they get 2gether and it’s just like.#band director and cheer coach simultaneously: pls :( please do what ur supposed 2 b doing this is a football game#ghoul n party: *ignoring them and halftime completely to sit on the bleachers and hold hands*#you’ve heard of the cheerleader/quarterback dynamic now get ready for cheerleader x marching band nerd :)#ghoul plays snare drum n he and kobra r bes frends :’)#jet n poison r on the cheer squad :>#wahoo.#i did absolutely nothing in high school and i hated every minute of it but i love hs aus. go figure.#the one thing i did do was sleep thru my morning ap english class all of senior year and still get an A fuck you dr jackson#n e ways party in this au is like. actually scratch that party across all universes is like#waht if we kissed. adn heldw handss
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