Dear Mr. Gaskarth (Prolouge)
Titled: Dear Mr. Gaskarth (A Jalex teacher and student fic)
Author: chasingxrabbits
Pairing: Jalex, as Jalex can be.
Rating: NC-17
Dedication: sausajizz , because she requested this of me a while ago and all credit goes to her and I.
Summary: When Jack fails his junior English class, he's forced to retake it. Upon the first day of the class, he finds that it might not be so bad.
Masterpost
"Are you shitting me?" Jack asked, rolling his dark brown eyes as dramatically as he could manage. His ass was already starting to hurt from sitting in the shitty school chairs.
"What?" Came the response. Rian grimaced as Jack shot him the meanest look he could manage across the grey slate table. Most of the kids around them seemed happy, but that's because they weren't Jack.
"I failed English," he admitted, looked down at last years report card and frowning. It wasn't like he didn't know that he failed it before, he just didn't care; he had months of summer to waste and now, the realization was setting in.
"Aww, dude. Miss Mae hated you," Rian sympathized."But it's only one class, right? You're still technically a senior."
"Yeah," Jack allowed, quieting when their home room teacher of three previous years moseyed in quietly and laid a stack of books on his desk.
"Nice to see you all again," he muttered before turning to the chalk board and scribbling down something on the board. "I'm just sad it had to be under these circumstances."
There were a few laughs from the class, mostly female but Jack wasn't in the mood for humor.
"Welcome to your fourth and final year of high school. Hopefully," he added. "As you all know, I'm Mr. Crane and I'll be your home room teacher for the remainder of the year. I'm the one you come and tell about your problems. Any questions?"
Jack never really minded home room; you could pretty much do whatever you wanted so long as it was quiet. Needless to say he spent most of the last three year's home room taking mid morning naps.
"Alright, you have five minutes to talk amongst yourselves as you wish."
"So, what are you gunna do?" Rian asked, turning to Jack again and offering another sympathetic smile. "What choice do I have? I'm gunna endour another year of Miss Mae's class. With dignity."
Author: chasingxrabbits
Pairing: Jalex, as Jalex can be.
Rating: NC-17
Dedication: sausajizz , because she requested this of me a while ago and all credit goes to her and I.
Summary: When Jack fails his junior English class, he's forced to retake it. Upon the first day of the class, he finds that it might not be so bad.
Masterpost
"Are you shitting me?" Jack asked, rolling his dark brown eyes as dramatically as he could manage. His ass was already starting to hurt from sitting in the shitty school chairs.
"What?" Came the response. Rian grimaced as Jack shot him the meanest look he could manage across the grey slate table. Most of the kids around them seemed happy, but that's because they weren't Jack.
"I failed English," he admitted, looked down at last years report card and frowning. It wasn't like he didn't know that he failed it before, he just didn't care; he had months of summer to waste and now, the realization was setting in.
"Aww, dude. Miss Mae hated you," Rian sympathized."But it's only one class, right? You're still technically a senior."
"Yeah," Jack allowed, quieting when their home room teacher of three previous years moseyed in quietly and laid a stack of books on his desk.
"Nice to see you all again," he muttered before turning to the chalk board and scribbling down something on the board. "I'm just sad it had to be under these circumstances."
There were a few laughs from the class, mostly female but Jack wasn't in the mood for humor.
"Welcome to your fourth and final year of high school. Hopefully," he added. "As you all know, I'm Mr. Crane and I'll be your home room teacher for the remainder of the year. I'm the one you come and tell about your problems. Any questions?"
Jack never really minded home room; you could pretty much do whatever you wanted so long as it was quiet. Needless to say he spent most of the last three year's home room taking mid morning naps.
"Alright, you have five minutes to talk amongst yourselves as you wish."
"So, what are you gunna do?" Rian asked, turning to Jack again and offering another sympathetic smile. "What choice do I have? I'm gunna endour another year of Miss Mae's class. With dignity."