forum Love triangle anyone? (Closed)

Started August 17, 2018 by @Every_Fandom_Ever_

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Jake’s smile didn’t falter, but he looked down the street, “I wonder if the bus was delayed or something. Not that mind it when I met someone so nice.” He looked back to Jess.

She laughed. "I don't mind it at all either." Honestly, he was really cute. Whenever their eyes met, the world fell away. She wished she could stay in this moment forever, to be young and innocent, but the world didn't spin on her command. So, she just lived in the moment. this spectacular moment.

“While we’re waiting,” Jake titled his head to the side, “Can I get your number?”

"Why not?" She took out a piece of paper and pen and wrote down her number. "Here you go," she said handing it to him.

“Thanks,” Jake said with a smile, trying not to look too happy. He slipped the piece of paper in his pocket.
(Should we wait for @Qxeenscryche so we don’t get too far?)

(I'm sorry about that! and, heads up, I won't be on a lot during the weekends)

Max quietly walked down the sidewalk, he currently had his glasses on instead of his contacts, with his books in his arms and his backpack slung over his shoulder.

(It's totally fine, don't worry about it.)
Jess heard footsteps coming around the corner. A guy was walking towards them. She could have sworn she'd seen him somewhere before…

Max kept walking as he pushed up his glasses which were sliding off his nose, he looked around and quickly looked away when he saw Jess. Nope nope nope, she can't be here, whyyyy, oh god, wait and she was talking to another guy? Yep, I'm dead, I should stop trying to talk to her. He thought while blushing slightly, still looking away.

He looked away, making it impossible to tell if she did. He looked really familiar though. As he got closer, she recognized the figure. Once he reached them she turned slightly away from Jake. "Hey, Max." She smiled.

Max jumped slightly and smiled back at her. "Hey, Jess."

“Hey,” Jake added as if to remind them he was there. He looked at the new guy. He kinda looked… nerdy. Jake held out a hand, “I’m Jake.”

Max shook his hand while smiling, "Nice to meet you, I'm Max."

“I assume you two know each other?” Jake looked from Max to Jess.

She looked at Max. "Yeah, just a little bit." Jess could hear the bus coming around the corner. "Looks like the bus is here." The bus pulled up and they walked on. She sat down at the last seat near the window. The seats were cold to the touch.

“Can I sit with you?” Jake asked casually as he walked behind her after he got on the bus.

Max followed them and sat in the back near a window, he looked out the window and sighed while fiddling with the hem of his shirt.

"I- sure." She scooted so her leg was up against the bus wall. Max sat in the seat beside them and looked out the window. Jess couldn't help but feel bad as he sat alone.

Max nervously kept fiddling with the hem of his shirt while looking out the window.

“So what classes do you have?” Jake tried to spark a conversation.

Jess looked at him, startled. "I-umm. I have English first. Then math, science, and orchestra. After lunch I have history, yearbook, and I have debate. You?"
(Sorry I just kinda filled it, I didn't know what exactly to put in)

“I have English too, looks like I get to share homeroom with you,” Jake smiled at her, “I also have history and debate with you, sounds like,” Jake added, recalling his schedule.

Jess couldn't help but smile. "Cool." She looked out the window to hide her smile. I do believe they call this smiling like an idiot.

Max took out his book and started reading, it was Ready Player One by Ernest Cline, his favorite book.

Jess looked over at Max to make sure he was okay. In his hands was Ready Player One by Ernest Cline. "Hey," she said, "I love that book!" She had only read it once a few years ago and in-between then and now had been filled with so many other amazing books, but she remembered the feeling of reading it. Laying down in bed, forgetting that she was in the real world and thinking she was in the Oasis. That's how a good book should feel.