Okay, I'm sorry but that roleplay has f**king inspired me. So here's another one shot based off of it. Now focusing on the boyos (Connor and Michael) pining fo' each other. In the current time in the roleplay, they're dating but, I fricking love pining (and denial 👀) too f**king much, okay?

Also, the picture is Michael and Connor's first meeting.

Connor's POV

It started when he approached me by my locker. The surprise that someone actually noticed me, knew that I existed. That didn't happen, well, not before Mikey, anyway. Uh, I mean Michael. I'd started calling him that in my head recently, completely out of f**king nowhere. Then, it was a few days getting high in Mik- Michael's basement, but we've sort of become friends. Yes, friends. I don't believe it either.

Oh, he also helped me fix things with that one dude I pushed. I didn't mean to push him, but, that one guy had p*ssed me off. Michael's really... great. Yeah, great. I did not think he was amazing just then, nope. I saw Jared approach me from a distance. I wasn't really paying attention. Jared had been the guy who p*ssed me off, by the way.

"Do you like Michael?" He asked me suddenly causing me to blush. Of course, I had my theories for why Michael all of sudden made me want to break out and do a little dance, and cause my pulse rate to increase but having a crush on him definitely wasn't one. I don't like him that way, anyways.

"Um no, I do not," my voice came out robotically, and I cursed myself for it. That does nothing to portray the fact that I don't. Like Michael. That way. At all. Sure, his eyes are kinda pretty, but that means nothing! Nope, nothing at all. Jared chuckled, causing me to glare at him.

"You do like him, don't you?" He commented, and my hot face grew hotter. No, Jared Kleinman I don't! I'm also totally not thinking about how cute his laugh is. Michael's laugh that is, it gave me butterflies, but that's completely normal!

"Jared, Michael and I are just friends!" Jared's smirk widened. He begun crossing his arms, a smug look on his face. He clearly wasn't done teasing me about my crush. Which I don't have, at all. I couldn't understand why I was blushing, but what Jared was saying clearly seemed to trigger it.

"I don't believe you," he commented. His smug expression almost made me want to punch something. Something, not someone, I don't want a repeat of last time. Evan and I are friends now I'd like to think.

"Jared, I swear to f**k, we. Are. Just. Friends!" I retorted, ignoring the slight sting I felt when I mentioned me and Michael being just friends. Why would I care if we're 'just friends'? I shouldn't care! Is this more evidence for one of my theories? Not that I had a theory that that evidence could be used for. Jared merely smiled.

"You like him." He seemed satisfied with his statement, and it made me fume.

"Jared, I swear to God, there is nothing between us! Michael and I are just friends! Okay! So his eyes are pretty, so f**king what? And he probably likes someone else, so even if I did have these so-called 'feelings' for him, which I don't, I wouldn't want to get in the way of that, him liking someone else that is!" Jared merely burst into a laughing fit.

"Why the f**k are you laughing?" Jared didn't answer, merely smiling smugly, like he was satisfied with himself. "Answer me Jared," I growled darkly but he still didn't comment. He then looked up at me.

"Then why is someone chanting your guys' names?" He asked suddenly. I looked up and listened. After a few seconds, I could hear the tail end of the 'kissing in a tree' chant that middle schoolers usually sing to tease others, and it seemed to sound like Rich.

"Why the f**k should I know?" I growled at him. "Michael and I aren't dating, so I don't know why the f**k, they would be chanting that. We don't even like each other that way." Jared gave me a look that screamed the 'laugh, pause, you serious?' meme. He then got a really weird look on his face and coughed into his hand. I saw Evan pass by. "Jared?" Jared shook himself.

"Good luck on your crush or whatever!" He called out suddenly, racing off. I glared after him.

"I don't! Have a! Crush!" I shouted after him angrily, before walking away.

Sorry if this seems short!