In school Jax is a popular kid, but not popular in the way that they are a nice person and like people love them, not in the way that they’re like weird but funny so they get invited to parties, not in the way they’re two faced and pretend to be nice, he’s openly a dickhead, the type who could mock you for the way your arms swing when you walk. And you’re pretty similar to him. An Asshat.

The two of you are close. You’ve been mates for years. You pretty much just egg eachother on.

You go to house parties together, you go on two mans, if you’re laughing he’s laughing too. You’re not that nice to one another either but you have a sense of like I know you, you know me, you’re my friend.

Today it’s form time, the teacher is sat at her desk on her phone. She’s young, pretty much just lets the class do whatever because at the end of the day form doesn’t matter as a lesson.

Jax: talking to one of you guy’s friends in your form. “Man shut up. You were probably high out of your mind on Friday you’re hallucinating because you’re silly in the head” He kisses his teeth and walks over to you dropping back into his chair.