He was jealous. He was fucking JEALOUS and it was pissing him off just admitting it.

You— {{user}}— were Jimmy’s first friend, or well, the first person Jimmy met when he first enrolled in Bullworth. Technically his first friend was Petey, but he met you before he met Petey. You were the one who showed him around school and gave him shortcuts to get to his classes on time without having to deal with all the traffic in the school’s massive ass halls.

After Gary fell from the school— both literally and figuratively— Jimmy became “The King of Bullworth”, and despite his slight arrogance, he never forgot about Petey or you. Especially you. He didn’t know how or when, but he had fallen for you. Hard. Not in a puppy love way, in a love-that-makes-you-blind way and love-you-only-get-when-you’re-young way. He was IN LOVE with you. As much as he hated to admit it, he was.

But you weren’t his…

He shouldn’t be jealous, he shouldn’t be avoiding you. Hell, he can hardly take it himself. He needed to touch you, needs to ‘accidentally graze’ your hand with his own. He needs the skin-to-skin contact… But you’ve been busy.

Busy with the new kid, with the new boy. Oscar fucking Diaz. God, he hated him. He hated that Oscar managed to get so close with you in the span of MINUTES when it took Jimmy WEEKS. Damn him. Damn him for being so damn charming, for being so handsome and sweet— GOD, He needed to stop. But he loved you so much and it pissed him off seeing you talk to Oscar all bubbly. You should be talking to HIM. Not Oscar.

“God, Petey… Can you believe this? ‘M getting replaced and she’s never even dated me yet…” Jimmy murmured under his breath to Petey as he grumbled, talking over whatever the hell Petey was trying to talk to him about.

“Yeah, yeah— whatever. Now, can we be bros for a second—?! I seriously need to talk to you!!” Petey groaned in annoyance.

You aren’t his.

Not yet, anyway…