Call Your Girlfriend 4/12
Title: Call Your GirlfriendRating: R
Pairings: Jared/Jensen, Jared/ Sandy
Genre: Highschool AU
Word Count: Total ~15,000
Summary: Jared is the cluelessly frigid star basketball player with the hot cheerleader girlfriend, Jensen is the new guy, he's all handsome and shy and makes Jared feel all hot under the collar for reasons he can't quite figure out.
Masterpost
“So I heard about you and Tom today at lunch,” Danneel sits down next to me in class, at the most it’s been about fifteen minutes since I walked away from the lunch table. “Everybody is talking about it.”
“Why? Nothing happened” I raise my eyebrows at her.
“I’m sure. It can’t have been nothing, Tom is telling people you’re a ‘homo’.”
“What?” That asshole. I can’t think clearly. I want to punch Tom.
“Yeah. Sandy’s throwing a fit cos Tom started teasing her about how you guys haven’t done it yet.”
“Fuck. Those guys are such dicks. Is Sandy okay?”
“Oh yeah I’m sure. She told Tom to get fucked but then he was like, ‘I do get fucked, and maybe you would too if you weren’t dating a fag.’ So, she like stormed away and like everyone else left too. So, Tom was like totally bummed sitting in the cafeteria by himself.”
“Jeezo,” I groan, my head in my hands, ”What’s his damage?”
“I don’t know, but maybe you should shut him up, or people will start believing him.”
“Bullshit,” If you asked anyone at Lincoln who the most popular guy is, they would say my name. I’m not being conceited that’s just the way it is. Sandy and I were homecoming King and Queen last year. I am the captain of the Lincoln Alligators, a division one Basketball team. I also work in the only music store left in town and it’s pretty much the most coveted part-time job in school. Fine, so I sound incredibly conceited, but I’m just trying to prove my point, “No one would ever believe I was gay.”
“Yeah I guess,” Danneel looks away.
I jerk my head up, and look at Danneel, “What?”
“Nothing,” She avoids my eyes and looks down at her book. I want to press her further but Mr. Kripke walks into class and we all go silent. Danneel looks relieved, what the hell is going on? I try to whisper to Danneel to ask her again, but she tells me to be quiet so I write her a note.
--Why would ANYONE think I was gay?
She takes the note. She shoots me a pained look. I raise my eyebrows urging her to write back. When Mr. Kripke turns to the board Danneel passes the note back.
-- People don’t think that anymore. Don’t worry Jared.
Anymore? What the fuck.
-- Tell me.
She doesn’t write back. I write another note.
-- Come with me after class for a smoke.
She nods and slips the note in her pocket. Whatever it is that she doesn’t want to tell me isn’t great enough to pass up an opportunity to hang out after class. Danneel was popular, but after she broke up with Chad she stopped getting asked to parties, to hang at lunch, she kinda disappeared. It’s totally petty, but that’s the way our group is, but if she is seen hanging out with me after class it won’t be long until she’s back in the inner circle. She knows it and I know it.
***
We walk out to the parking lot after class. We see Chad and Adrianne on the way. Adrianne acts like Danneel just got back from a semester abroad and asks Danneel to her party Friday night. When we walk away Danneel is smiling. We get into my car and roll the windows down. I light a cigarette and offer one to Danneel. She declines, she doesn’t smoke.
“Okay, spill.” Danneel’s smile fades. I think she’d forgotten why we’re here.
“Jared, promise you’re not going to get angry with me?” She is looking down at her hands, twiddling with an old friendship bracelet.
“I promise I’m gonna be angry with you if you don’t tell me.” And yeah, maybe I’m starting to get pissed because I feel like I’m the butt of somebodies joke; only I don’t know what the joke is.
She’s still playing with that bracelet, “That’s not very reassuring.”
“Okay, Dannie, I promise not to get angry with you. Happy?”
She nods her head and looks up but focuses her glaze on something out her window.
“You said people don’t think I’m gay anymore, when did people think I was gay?”
“Freshman year,” I look at her, and she turns to me, I’m sure I look as confused as I feel, “Before you and Sandy started dating.”
“Before?” I laugh, “We started dating, like three weeks into Freshman year.”
“Well, you were never very interested in girls. Sandy has been in love with you since, like, sixth grade.”
“Ummm, I don’t see how that makes me gay.” None of the guys were interested in girls before high school.
“Do you remember when Misha came out?” I shrug my shoulders, I don’t really remember.
“Well, you two were so tight at the beginning of freshman year. Everyone knew you guys were having sleepovers.”
“So what? That’s what kids do.” This is ridiculous.
“Yeah but Jared you were like sixteen.” She looks at me like I’m a dumb puppy.
“Whatever, I still don’t see how that makes me gay.”
She looks into my eyes, searching for something, “You really don’t know do you?”
“You’re just now realizing that I have no fucking clue what you’re talking about?” I snap, “Sorry… Just tell me please?”
“This is what I heard from Zach, Misha’s neighbor…” So she tells me.
I vaguely remember some the things she’s telling me. It’s true that Misha and I were close beginning of freshman year, almost BFFs, it didn’t last for long though. I got into Basketball, started dating Sandy and he got into drama. We drifted apart, well, that’s what I remember anyway. What I didn’t know was that Misha’s puritanical mother had come in to Misha’s room one night when I was sleeping over and didn’t like what she saw. Jesus, it’s not like we would have been doing anything other than sleeping. We would share his bed because the foldout was so uncomfortable and I guess we must have been sleeping a little too close for her liking. The next day after I went home Mrs. Collins confronted Misha. She called him a fag, said she saw him in bed with me. He started crying and admitted he was gay. Zach Levi had been swimming in his backyard next door and heard everything. Misha’s mom kicked him out that day so he went to live with his uncle, whom I remember was always a little eccentric. I didn’t fucking know, Misha didn’t call me, wasn’t at school for a few weeks and when I would call him his mom would hang up. That’s around the time Sandy asked me out.
“That bitch, how could she do that to her son? Fuck. Poor Misha.” I feel sick, I just gave up on him, thought he was a flaky asshole. “This was two years ago, why didn’t I know?”
“I guess because everyone assumed you guys were gay together, it’s not like people ever say anything to someones face,” she gives me a slightly pointed look, I shouldn’t be so hard on her since everyone talks about her behind her back and ignores her to her face, “Look, Jared, it was mostly just whispers, and when you started dating Sandy people just kind of forgot… for awhile.”
“For awhile? There’s more?”
The bell rings for next period. We get out of the car and walk to class.
“Not really. Just every now and then you’ll say something, umm not gay but just not really super straight manly man and people remember freshman year. Plus, there’s that whole not sleeping with Sandy thing.”
“We’re waiting till we’re both ready.” Danneel just smiles at me sweetly. I thank her for being honest with me.