9This story is basically me wanting some story about a jock and a nerd. So, yeah, it won't be a serious story at all.
It will be a light plot, with lots of words. If you are looking for a story where someone saves the world, then you are in the wrong place.
This probably wouldn't be that long. I was thinking maybe like 3 chapters? I don't know.. I got some ideas down, but yeah, haven't actually wrote it down.
This is a mature story, so there will be mature scene(s). Because I'm a pervert like that.
Also if you don't know it yet, slash means male on male, or male in male. Again, because I'm pervert like that.
You have been warned.
Keywords for those lazies: light plot, pervert, not long, not serious, male in male, mature.
"And the king of the school is…"
Even before the person behind the microphone could said the name, there was already a chorus coming from all of the students in the hallways of the school that were listening to the announcement, chanting the name of "Azira Dragons!"
In one particular laboratory, however, the owner of the name was leisurely pouring a green coloured chemical into another test tube, his light blue eyes hidden behind the google. There was a small smile on his pink-ish thin lips, like he was actually enjoying himself doing the work.
Then again, he was. Just not because of the actual work.
"Azira." His partner called out; at the same time, the DJ called out the same name and cheers could be heard from all over the school. Azira looked up, the smile turned into a questioning one. "Shouldn't you be out there celebrating or something?" The other male asked, his brown eyes fixed on Azira's with his hair being pinned on the side with bunny clips to avoid them from going into his eyes.
Azira just rolled his eyes. He then looked once at his test tube, taking note of the time before closing it and putting it into the rack. "Zen.." He said, making his way to the black-haired male. "If I want to be out there, I will be out there." He stopped when he reached the table Zen was sitting, and prompted himself to the surface, sitting cross-legged in front of the clutter of books. "Anyway, it's just a stupid title."
Alexander Sams placed the pen he was holding on the book in front of him and looked at Azira with a raised eyebrow. "You are being crowned as the king of school, alongside Ellisa Grend – the school sweetheart- as your queen. Normal people would think that as a huge honor."
Azira just shrugged.
'Then again, Azira doesn't actually fit into the normal category.' Zen thought, picking up his pen again to give his full attention to the book in front of him. Azira was the school quarterback, the star and captain of the team. He has been the ace since his first year and no one would doubted that he was the main reason why the team had won every single game that he played in.
Azira would frown when people said this out loud; he was in the opinion that it was a team win and not because of him, so no one actually said this in front of him. It wasn't a secret that Azira is extremely loyal to his friends and to his team. He had actually been sent to detention because he talked back to a teacher that kept on looking down on his teammate and a week-suspension for after getting into a fight with a guy that had dumped his friend and bragged around that he was only playing with her.
He was also the popular guy of the school. Azira was born with natural dirty-blond hair that he always kept it short and messy. Added to that is his light blue eyes and muscular body that was the result of hours and hours of training. All in all, it wasn't hard to see why Azira was crowned as the king of the school by the popularity votes.
And speaking of which, "Calling for Azira Dragons to accept his prize." The DJ said through the speaker, of which Azira, whom had went back to his test tube and was checking his watch, just raised his hand and gave a middle finger to the poor, whom can't even see it, DJ.
Zen rolled his eyes. "Mature." Azira just snickered.
There was a soft "Let me try.." coming from behind the Dj before, "Let me rephrase that..." Another voice came on air, of which Zen recognised as belonging to Ellisa; the head cheerleader and the queen of the school, whom is also Azira's best friend and his best friend's girlfriend.
They are close, but not I-am-attracted-to-you close.
"Calling for Alexandar Sams to force Azira Dragons to come accepts his prize or I'm gonna go to that the science lab and dragged your as-" She stopped, apparently just remembering that you should never said 'ass' into the school radio. "..and dragged you here."
"The queen has spoken." Zen said, looking at Azira with an amused smile.
It wasn't weird that Ellisa would know that Azira was with Zen. It was the lunch period, and since they are second-year, lunch period had always been the time when Azira would come hang out in the science lab , where Zen would help him with his study and Azira would helped him with his experiment.
Yes, it was the classic story of the friendship between the jock and the nerd.
Though, Zen will never really understand why the friendship started in the first place. Of course, he likes being friend with Azira, and he was quite grateful that Azira was not one of those bullying jocks you often heard in stories. But, still, it was weird why the star jock would befriend with the resident nerd.
And yes, Zen has self-appointed himself to be the resident nerd and he was actually proud when others actually acknowledged him as one.
He was not in any way popular, excluding the popularity he got for being friend with the school jock and the school head cheerleader, which also gave him some friendship from the football team and the cheerleaders. Alexander Sams was born with black hair and brown eyes. His body was the normal size and he has an average height.
Yawn.
He used to keep his hair short, because it's easier to keep. But, during the beginning of the year, his last year of school, Zen thought that he wanted something new. Since he was the status quo kind of guy and will get antsy with new things, he started small.
With his hair.
He started keeping his hair longer, thinking that maybe he could styled it. But, since he has no actual fashion sense, he ended up having his hair flowing down at one side, giving him something like those stereotyped emo look.
Azira had ended up laughing non-stop for a complete five minutes.
He stopped after that, and as an apology, helped to give Zen a haircut that Zen actually likes, that was easy to keep and also gave Zen's hair a little style.
That had been two months ago, and Zen's hair, while still stylish – in his fashion-blind opinion – has gotten a bit longer. Which lead to Ellisa and the cheerleaders giving him the bunny clips.
"Zen?" Azira's voice brought him back to the present, and he looked up to see the male looking at him with a raised, amused eyebrow.
"Off to dreamland again?" Azira joked, grinning slightly when he saw Zen rolled his eyes. The male wouldn't admitted it, but they both know that sometimes, Zen got too caught in the thoughts in his head that he started pushing everything else out from attention. "See you later, dude." Azira said, ruffling Zen's hair when he passed the male.
Zen didn't complaint, but he was frowning slightly which makes Azira laughed, which in return, put a smile on Zen's lips. "See you."
Azira put on his varsity jacket as he walked out of the science laboratory, making his way to the office, with some students congratulating him as he passed by. He was his normal friendly self, and like always, his mind was completely occupied with the thoughts of Zen as he walked.
He first heard about Zen in the first year; though he had only known him as the average looking smart kid. It wasn't until the second year that they actually crossed into the barrier of being 'friend'. Zen had won a national science competition that week, and the teachers were all excited about it. Azira only know about it when the teacher makes announcement about it in class.
On the other hand, most of the student body were more excited about their friendly match against the nearby school – whom wasn't all that strong to begin with and everyone was sure that the team would has an easy win.
Azira doesn't know why; he normally wouldn't care as well, but, he actually felt bad, just slightly though, since Zen had actually won something in the national level, and no one was actually giving him attention to that. And, he found himself congratulating the male when they passed near each other. Zen had looked shock at first, but then, he smiled and said 'good luck for your game tonight', looking very much sincere.
That was what sparked Azira's attention to Zen. Enough that Azira actually sacrificed his lunch hour that day to go to the science lab and asked Zen to be his tutor. It was just whim at the moment; his grades were average, but no one was actually pressured him to get it better or anything. Zen looked like he was being wary, but he eventually agreed – even if he actually got nothing out of this.
Azira's grade actually got better because of his tutoring, and lunch hour officially became their meeting time.
"So, there he is. Our king~" The voice said cheerfully when Azira walked inside the classroom –which had been converted into the broadcasting club office. There were a few people in the room; the DJ – a girl with black hair and purple highlights, Ellisa, whom was wearing her white and green cheerleader uniform, and two more girls from the school newspaper – they had interviewed him after a game before.
"I hate you." Azira said to the grinning girl as he sat next to Ellisa, causing the girl to laugh.
"You know you love me."
"Andre gonna get mad if he heard that."
"I won't tell if you won't." Ellisa said and Azira smirked.
"Maybe I should. That would teach you for getting Zen involved."
Ellisa just shrugged. "You were being a hard-ass." She said simply; as if that was reason enough.
At that time, Azira turned his eyes and looked at the two girls, whom immediately smiled when they caught his eyes. "So, you guys gonna be the interviewers?" He grinned slightly when he said that, and beside him, Ellisa rolled his eyes.
"Yup." One of the girls said cheerfully. "If you are ready?" She let out a soft 'good' when both of them nodded. "So, we gonna start with the basic questions first.."
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"Before we end our interview, one more question.." The redhair asked, while her friend wrote it down. "Please tell us one thing that most don't know about you. I guess we can start with Ellisa first?"
The girl laughed before she tugged a strand behind her ears. "You guys really go all out with these questions huh."
The redhair laughed as well. "Well, this could possibly be our last interview with you guys before you graduated, so we want to give the students something to remember about."
"Hurm.. Something about me huh.." She pondered for a while, before looking at the girls with a cheeky smile. "Well, the best birthday present I ever gotten was Berry."
"The one Andre gotten for you?" Azira said, looking at Ellisa and the girl nodded.
Ellisa turned to look at the girls before continuing. "It was the night before my birthday, and it was also the night of their game. So, we were all – the football team, my girls and also Zen – going to the diner for some celebration for their win. When we were going back, suddenly Andre said that his car broke down and we have to go back with Azira and Zen.
Then, when we got to Azira's car, Andre asked me to wait, because apparently Azira's backseat was messy and he wanted to clear the space first. I wasn't thinking much though, since Azira's backseat is always messy. That would be his one excuse to avoid giving ride to anyone." She was looking at Azira with a raised eyebrow when she said this.
"I gave ride to you and Zen all the time." Azira said, faking a scandalised tone.
"You only give ride to me when you have to." She rolled his eyes. "And I actually has to force you to do it. And Zen is the exception to that general rule." Azira just raised his hand in defeat – and Ellisa understands why. The conversation was heading to a place that Azira would rather not go into in public. So, she returns her attention back to the girls.
"So, I was waiting with Zen when Andre went to the car with Azira, and then he came back with the bear. It was the kind of bear that was bigger than a child, with pink polka dots ribbon around his neck and he was just adorable. "
"Wow.. such a long story just to talk about a teddy bear." Azira said, and Ellisa slapped his hand.
"Your turn, asshole."
Azira pondered for a while, before looking at the girls with a grin. "I have never cut my own hair by myself, but I have given haircut to someone."
"That's all?" Ellisa asked, looking at him with a frown. "Dude, that's not a fun secret at all. And anyway, the whole football team and the girls know that you are the one that cut Zen's hair."
"Well, she said something most people don't know. Not something that no one knows."
She was giving him the 'what' look before rolling her eyes. "You must think that you are so smart."
"Thanks. I tried."
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"Why didn't you just say that as your secret?" Ellisa said; they had just finished the interview, and both of them were heading to the field. Azira raised an eyebrow, questioning. "One secret that most people don't know about Azira is that he is in love with his own best friend. And that said best friend doesn't even know about it."
Azira just shrugged. "Something is better to be kept a secret."
And that was one of the few secrets that Azira had actually kept from Zen. That he had been interested in the male when he first saw Zen's smile. That the feeling of curiousity had turned into something else when he heard Zen's laughter. And that feeling became stronger when he saw Zen patiently coming to their practises and games even though he doesn't really understand about the game.
But, the feeling only turned into love when they slept, platonically, on the same bed after Zen comfort him when he broke down from all the expectation that was being laid on him, telling him that he was more than the star-player, the ace. That he was being accepted because he was him, not because he was the amulet that brought their wins.
Yes, this was the typical story of friendship between a jock and a nerd; where the jock falls hard for the nerd.