Chapter 17

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Sorry I haven't updated. I'm lazy.

   James's POV

    I walked into class, nervous as ever. Well actually, more nervous. This is the first time anyone will see me since my "transformation".

You see, over the weekend I had dyed my hair, bought a new jacket, and gotten my ears pierced.

I steadied my breathing. They're going to laugh. They'll hate you.

Shut up brain.

I walked into class, heart pounding. At first no one said anything. Then from the back of the class, I heard a yell.

"HOLY FUC-"

And that's how I meet my soon to be boyfriend, Thomas Jefferson.

Sorry this is short I just got the idea what if James was punk?? and this crappy story was born. Apologies.
     

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