"Boots! There you are!" I found my boy sat at a bench outside of the Macdonald school hall studying. I slid onto the seat beside him. "You guys are trying to be roommates again, aren't you?" He stayed silent with a small smirk.
"Baby...you guys have gone through almost everyone at this school..." He sighed and turned to face me, his blue eyes bearing into my (e/c) ones.
"I know...but hey, I'm rooming with Chris now. He's actually alright." I smiled.
"Is it true he's really british?" Boots nodded. "And your grades are up?" He nodded again. "The skunks...?" He remained quiet.
"That May have been Bruno and I..." I sighed and nodded, slightly disappointed but not surprised. "You're temporarily living here though..." an idea popped into my head as Boots mentioned he had to go see his head master.
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I was soon called to the office once again, only to find Bruno and Boots there as well.
"Boys, a couple of things have come to my attention..." the fish began, Boots sighed and I nudged his shoulder from behind him. "Let's begin with how incompatible you both seem to be with everyone but each other." He paused.
"It's almost as if the only people you two could live with are...the two of you." By now he was leaning against the back of his chair motioning to Boots and Bruno.
"A-almost, Sir?" Bruno urges with a smirk.
"Except for one little wrinkle." He picked up a piece of paper from the desk. "The plan to separate the both of you is working. Boots' marks are up 6%." Said boy seemed immensely surprised.
"Really?!" His blue eyes lit up with joy and surprise. "Great!" I remained quiet.
"But that's not that much." Bruno argues, sitting up.
"It's enough for me to think separating you was a good idea." The head master sat down. "I'm tempted to keep it that way for good."
"That's not part of the plan!" Bruno argued yet again just as Boots slapped his arm to hush him.
"I-eh-I-uhm mean, I had a plan. What plan?" He started to become a stuttering mess. Boots looked impressed...well more amused than anything.
"And finally, O'Neal. You'll be having a new roommate." Bruno tensed up slightly as did Boots.
"W-What? He's getting a new roommate? Didn't you just say there aren't anymore rooms??" Bruno sounded sooo confused, just as Miss Scrimage walked into the room.
"(Y/n), dear! You'll be rooming with Diane and Cathy, yes?" Macdonald halls headmaster shook his head.
"I'm afraid she won't be. Miss (l/n) will be sharing a room with O'Neal." I stared at 'William'.
"What? Really? But-"
"No 'buts', you were right, it would be beneficial to your grades." Bruno went to protest but Boots covered his mouth.
"So I'm rooming with-" the headmaster nodded and Boots smiled. "Okay!"
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I stood at the main entrance doors in my uniform, grey skirt, burgundy hoodie (Boots' Zip up), burgundy and silver tie, white shirt, knee high black socks and black high top converse, watching as Cathy and Bruno stared down across a dance room while Boots, Chris and Elmer discussed something, no idea what. Scrimage was on one side of the hall while Macdonald was the other...a boys side and a girls side. Both head of school stood either side of me, awaiting to see if I'd join my school or fellow gender. Much to the girl's dismay, I wandered over to Boots, slipping my hand into his and lacing our fingers and the blonde gave me a soft smile.
"You know...you could just go over there and ask them to dance..." I suggested to the three boys around me, aside from Boots.
"Or, just hear me out here, we could just stay right here and not." I sighed at how impossible boys were.
"I like this plan. It's workable and has a lower humiliation factor." Elmer announce, nodding as Chris did some drawing.
"What's the worst that could happen?"
Brit boy held up a picture of people laughing at someone. I nodded in understanding. "Is it just me or do Cathy and Bruno have a rivalry going on?"
Boots nodded.
"They do..."
"I think they like each other." I blurted out, shuffling into Boots' side and resting my head on his shoulder.
"Are you clingy?" Elmer asked and I glared at him.
"No, she's not. She's just...affectionate." The blue eyed male argued, kissing my head as I smiled slightly. Some guy soon emerged on the stage and pulled down one of the banners, revealing a DJ booth. A fun kind of music started playing and I smiled as Miss Scrimage dragged our headmaster onto the dance floor for a dance comp thing.
13 million people were watching online as they started dancing.
Boots released my hand and took off his blazer, taking my hand once more, before gently pulling me into the centre of the room, dancing. I gave him a ridiculously amused look.
"Boots!" I laughed.
"Come on! It'll be fun!" Reluctantly, I did start dancing, other guys and girls joining in after a few moments.
An entire crowd had formed and everyone had left a gap in the middle for anyone to start dancing. What I didn't expect was for Boots to be one of them.
"Boi! You can dance better than I thought!" I laughed as he came back over to me, placing a kiss to the back of my hand.
"Well this flopped quickly." I muttered, Boots' arms around my waist as I stood in front of him, the sleeves of his hoodie almost passing my fingertips as this dance failed miserably.
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I lay in my bed staring at the wall to my right as I lay on my side, my arm hooked under the pillow.
"Boots?"
"Hm?" The blonde boyfriend of mine rolled off his bed and came over to mine and I rolled over to face him as he sat on the edge of my bed, soon rolling onto his side to face me, his arm draped over my waist as eye contact was made.
"Do you think we're gonna get get a new headmaster?"
"Not in the slightest, baby." His thumb rubbed across the skin on my waist. "Fish has run this place for awhile, I'm sure sure he'll be able to remain headmaster..."
"Bruno's gonna pull something, isn't he?" I sighed as he nodded slowly.
"Probably. But hey, we probably will too." Hey again, he kissed my head before the two of us drifted off to sleep.
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I can not believe this school.... I thought to myself. I sat in a room with the majority of the board members who were tied up and gagged. Most of them were trying to scream while I remained quite and still, looking around the room curiously. The door opened and in walked Boots, Heartly immediately putting his hands forwards to be untied.
"Hello everyone." The teen greeted, quickly noticing me and untying me first.
"Thank you, Boots." I kissed his cheek before helping untie the others.
Everyone was stood outside chanting 'save our school' while I sat on the steps finding this pointless. A thought suddenly came to mind.
Why is Bruno in a skirt? I laughed to myself.
I still sat upon the steps as The prince of somewhere and his father discussed something and I couldn't be bothered to listen.
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Everything was mostly back to normal. Bruno and Boots were roommates again, the girls had gone back to normal buildings.
Everything was back to normal except the boys....Yes, they were sharing a room again. Yes, they were causing trouble again. And yes, they didn't know about me transferring out. My bag and suitcase was packed as well as all of my boxes, sitting and waiting in the moving van outside. I slung my bag over my shoulder and pulled my suitcase out of my dorm door with a sigh.
I soon reached a familiar door and decided on knocking on it, releasing both bags to give my back and shoulders some time to relax for a little. Said door opened to reveal Boots, Bruno on one of the beds behind him.
"(N/n), what's up?" The blonde asked, noticing the two bags.
"Just came to say goodbye." I stated with a hint of sadness but also some laughter in my voice.
"What? Why? Where are you going?" So many questions were swarming through Boots' head at this moment and I giggled, waving to Bruno who was now behind him.
"Leaving? Come on! You've got to be kidding. You're the only girl here and one that can actually tolerate us!" Bruno whined, sliding to the floor very dramatically.
"I'm being transferred, to an all girls school."
"Scrimage?" They Both asked at the same time. My shoulders fell and I shook my head.
"No. It's one closer to where you two grew up. So if you're ever down there...come say 'hi'. Okay?" I smiled and grabbed my bags before wandering off. "See ya round Bruno, Melvin."
"Did she just call you-"
"...She did."
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A year or two had passed since leaving Macdonald Hall and I was yet to see Boots, although we did still talk and were still happily dating. Summer term had passed and it was now summer break, everyone had returned home and Melvin's mom had been nice enough to let me stay down here for the summer instead of going home and coming back down here as she knew I would. Actually she had been nice enough to let me move into the spare bedroom and live here while I attended school down here. I sat in a pair of ripped light blue jeans as well as my old Macdonald hall sports top, cropped obviously, short sleeves. We talked for awhile until we heard the front door open, bags were audibly dropped and I turned around and saw a smiling Melvin O'neal who, when I stood up, instantly came over to me, grabbing my waist and showering me in kisses. Lips, cheek, Jaw, forehead, temple, nose and the occasionally neck.
"Hey, Boots!" I laughed, the difference in height not being a problem because there barely was one.
"I'll leave you two to catch up. I assume Bruno is staying with us this summer?" Boots nodded, as did his mom as an accepting there will be trouble.
"Hey! I've got something to tell you!" Boots immediately stopped and gave me a curious and suspicious look.
"...what...?" I smiled a very bright smile.
"For the last two years, I'll be attending Macdonald Hall again!" Boots' expression turned from what it once was and into a massive massive smile before he happily spun me around, kissing me multiple times.
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I arrived back at the school with Boots and Bruno. As a teacher passed us, she handed us a slip of paper.
"What is it?" I asked, peering over Bruno's shoulder as he opened the envelope.
"Your roommate assignment." And so he opened it fully, slipping the paper out of the envelope.
"You're....rooming with us...!" He laughed with joy, Boots hugging me from behind.
"Really?!" I cheered, Bruno nodded, showing me the paper.
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"—came to Macdonald hall, you've expended not an inconsiderable amount of energy on things that explode, fizz, rumble, shatter, squish..."
"Squish?" A hushed voice asked.
"Operation pudding pants." Another explained.
"Think about what good could happen if you put all of that energy into something that would last. You're not going to be here forever."
"Actually, Sir, I'm working on that one." Right Okay, Sturgeon's talking to Bruno and Boots.... I thought as I stood outside the office door, listening.
"I probably won't even be here next year.." a voice was quick to cut in and I assumed it was Boots. Momentary silence covered the room like a dark cloth on a lamp. My eyes widened.
"What?" Mr Sturgeon asked, he seemed just as shocked as I was right now.
"My parents want to pull me out of Macdonald hall." His voice had definitely gone quieter but still audible, although he didn't seem proud of having to say it.
"Uh...could— could— could you give us a minute?" I heard Bruno ask. More silence.
"This is my office..."
"I was gonna say..." The brown haired boy replied. The two found their way outside.
I sat on my bed as Bruno and Boots had their weird midnight meeting in the kitchen....which gave me an idea. Grabbing the nearest hoodie to me, which happened to be Boots' burgundy one. Slipping it on, I slid out of the room and down to the kitchen, just in time as well, they had already begun and Bruno was by the board holding a sketch pad and tablet, meaning Elmer, Wilbur and Chris had already shared their ideas. I gently pushed open the door while Bruno asked anyone else for ideas.
"One that doesn't involve breaking the law....or destroying another school?" Elmer was the last with his hand up and no one had noticed me yet. "Or llamas." And his hand was down. "Okay, um, remember when I said there are no bad ideas? Yeah—"
"I have an idea." I piped up from the back of the kitchen, everyone had whipped around to face a tired and shy me but according to Boots it was adorable, so I could care less right now.
"Your problem is Boots leaving...its convincing his parents to stay." They nodded in agreement. "There's one thing York has that we don't. Your mom wants you to go to an athletics school, right?" The blonde nodded, now recognising that I was wearing his hoodie. "So, we need a pool." The group stared at me, the idea slowly convincing them.
"(Y/n)! That's genius! I could kiss you right now for being logical!" Boots and I gave him a look.
"But I won't because I'm not that kind of friend." I nodded and held back a giggle.
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Come back after one day away and the school is having a junk sale to raise money for a pool. I stood with Sturgeon as he stared at the mess Bruno was causing. Tables were full of clutter on the school's grounds...
"By McKinsey's beard..." the head muttered to himself, staring at the scene once more.
"That is right folks, everything must go!" Bruno's voice was projected around the area and I sighed, disappointed. I wandered away from the fish and over to Bruno and Boots. I pulled on Bruno's blazer but he wasn't paying attention until I climbed up behind him and forcefully turned his head to face Mr Sturgeon.
"Down here. Right now. This instant." He snapped. Jumping down from where I stood, Boots took my hand, pulling me with him away from Bruno and Sturgeon.
"Would now be a bad time to mention I've got a couple hundred I could donate?" Boyfriend spun around to face me with wide eyes.
"You'd do that?!" He sounded incredibly shocked but I nodded.
"If it means you can stay..." his blue eyes lit up as he smiled, kissing me hard. "I might be able to talk to your mom too... if I do, I'll see what I can do." His smiled remained and he hugged me tight, his arms around my waist as mine were around his neck.
I stood on the same patch of grass the next day, the Scrimage girl's and Hall boys doing carwashes...however the girls were being perfectly normal about it while the boys were in swim trunks...doing a topless car wash.
"I can not believe these boys." I sighed as I stood beside Cathy.
"You and me both."
Over the next half of school there had been ice cream sales, Gelato sales, kissing booths and other events.
I stood at the back of the room with my jaw dropped, hitting the back of my head against the wall.
"The things these boys do." I groaned, watching Scrimmage go against Hall. Suddenly I got a call.
"Hm...?" Checking the caller ID my eyes widened immensely. Mrs O'neal. They'd seen the show...
"Yes Mrs O'neal?"
"Is that Melvin?!" My breath hitched.
"I'm sure it's not-"
"(Y/n)!"
"...Yes. It is."
As soon as Boots and Bruno had left the room, I grabbed my boyfriend's laptop and called his parents.
"Mrs O'neal! Please just- hear me out!"
"Fine. Let's hear it." For once she wasn't doing anything athletic but she did sigh.
"It's about Melvin."
"If it's about that school-"
"Mrs O'neal! Please." She sighed but allowed me to continue. "Bruno and Melvin have been trying their best-"
"Bruno and Melvin? Again?"
"Mrs O'neal! They've been trying their best to raise $150,000 just so Macdonald hall can have a pool. So we could get Melvin to stay, to have sort of active thing happening here."
"Next year he's going to York Boys academy. End of conversation."
"Oh come on!" I yelled, slamming the lid and rolling onto my bed.
I screamed into my pillow with a loud sigh following it.
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Bruno sat on his bed trying to figure out something for the fan-site while I sat on Boots' bed, criss-cross-apple-sauce with a pillow in my lap just as said Boots walked in, flipping onto his bed with his head in my lap.
"What are you doing?" Bruno asked amused, glancing over to us as I started playing with Boots' hair.
"Does it look like I'm sleeping? Because that might give you a hint." My boyfriend replied, Bruno stood up, after a couple moments of looking at his laptop again.
"Nah dude. You gotta help me come up with some more stuff for this fan-site." The blonde laying in my lap pushed himself up.
"Man, I don't have a website or a fan-page or whatever. I have a collection of out-of-focus pictures with some poorly spelled motivational quotes." By now he was fully sat up.
"Dude! These quotes are awesome. Look." With a sigh, Boots took a few steps over to Bruno's bed.
"'Never forget where you parked..' what? Come on, man."
"Dude, that's good advice. Besides man, if you didn't have me, you wouldn't even have a fan site."
"If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't be smelling like garbage and chalk for the last two weeks. And, you know, I never even asked you to make a fan site....my parents are sending me to York next year anyway. Man, it's over." Bruno was beyond shocked and I had recoiled into hugging my legs.
"Wait, What? Dude..."Our roommate was speechless, completely speechless. "Why didn't you tell me that?"
"Because you would have just come up with some crazy new plan and gotten us into even more trouble."
"Yeah well, shows what you know. Okay, I didn't know that and I still came up with crazy, insane plan that got us into a bunch of trouble. But you know! At least I'm trying!"
"Who cares? We lost! Like we do against every swim meet with York!"
"Boots. Calm down!" I interjected, only to go unheard.
"You know, maybe we should just accept it. Maybe winning really isn't everything." These two boys were about to get in a fight and I could easily tell, so I grabbed Boots' laptop and set it in my lap on a pillow.
"Do you know who says stuff like that, Boots? Losers." Bruno argued.
"Bruno!" I scolded, logging onto the laptop.
"Maybe I'd rather be a loser with friends than a winner with just you." I deadpanned at the two arguing, feeling left out. Bruno was sat on his bed and gave a look of offence and shock...possibly partly not wanting to believe this before closing his laptop. Whatever just happened hit Boots like a tone of bricks. "Bruno. Yo, wait, man. I didn't mean that—"
"No, just, just." The darker haired male had started raising his voice and I looked up from the screen to the two boys. Bruno was pacing while Boots was trying to take back what he said.
"It's not what you did wrong, okay? I couldn't be mad at you or anything I'm just getting frustrated. Where are you going?" And now they had reached the door, opened it and Bruno had shoved Boots. And so it began.
"Just leave me alone!" And the actual physical fight began.
I tried to stop Boots from pushing him back but alas that didn't work and he simply pushed me back into their room.
I grabbed the laptop and slammed the door shut, calling Boots' parents.
"(Y/n) if this is about York- Are you okay?" She had seen the few tears streaming down my cheeks.
"It's Melvin and Bruno."
"What happened this time? Why are they in trouble?"
"They got into a fight."
"With who?" She seemed genuinely concerned.
"Each other. Melvin finally told Bruno about going to York next year."
"Oh..."
"If he wins this next swim meet, can Melvin stay? Please? Macdonald Hall is nothing without Bruno and Boots." She sighed and was quiet for a moment.
"I'll see." I smiled and wiped my face.
"Thank you." And so we ended the call and I closed the lid just as I heard the two boys coming down the hall and quickly changed where I sat to one of the beds.
"(N/n)-" The two noticed my red and puffy eyes. "I'm sorry about earlier." Boots said softly, coming over to me and wrapping and arm around my waist and pressing his lips to my temple.
"It's fine. Nothing happened. You guys better start planning." I said as Chris, Wilbur and Elmer walked in. "Gotta get ready for that swim meet. Right?" The five of them nodded and quickly left while stayed behind to tidy up the mess these two boys had made.
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Today was the swim meet, I sat in the stands with Cathy, Diane, Bruno and the others waiting to see who would win today.
It was announced that York academy had won once again. And now I sat with Boots on the steps of our school...when his phone rang.
"Everything will be fine." His parents were FaceTiming him...
"Buddy! We heard about the race!" His dad made it seem like not a bad thing where as Boots seemed a little more depressed or disappointed in himself.
"Yeah. You know, I'm okay. I'm fine."
"You're more than okay! You're wonderful!" His mom cheered and I smiled, leaning my head on his shoulder.
"But...I lost."
"Yes, but we watched the speech that you gave to your teammates!" His dad explained and I continued to smile.
"You did? How?"
"Well that friend of yours, Bruno, has been harassing us to see some website for a few weeks now. We finally did and your speech was there." His mom sounded so proud.
"Buddy, you know hoe we were talking about leadership? You know, what you said to those boys, that was it!" SO was his dad...
"So maybe we were a little hasty about York Academy."
"You mean I—"
"Yo! Boots, dude!" Bruno's voice appeared behind us and I continued to smile with a small laugh, pecking Boots' cheek. "We got the pool! We got the pool!" Boots smiled.
"What?"
"Look, we just need to convince your folks, but I have a plan!" I covered our roommates mouth before he could speak.
"No Bruno. You don't need to convince them! Mrs O'neal wants to talk to you." I laughed. Said boy seemed immensely confused as Boots passed him the phone.
"You win Bruno, Melvin can stay."
"Awesome! Uh...who's Melvin?" He said amused as Boots and I laughed.
"Bruno! It's me! I can stay!" Boots announced, everyone asking if he can actually stay and I giggled, his arm around me while Bruno sat on my free side.
"Wow...we actually got a pool...." everyone stared at it. Me being the only one in a skirt. Mrs Scrimmage, Mr Sturgeon, Wilbur and I were the only ones still out of the pool, everyone else had jumped in. Wilbur seemed rather hesitant before forcing himself to fall in.
"Oh no no." Scrimage and Sturgeon were the next in and I was the only one out.
"Come on (n/n)! You gave us the idea!" Cathy and Bruno called out to me as Boots hauled himself out before coming over to me and pulling my hoodie off, literally sweeping me off my feet.
"Melvin, don't you dare." The blonde boy carrying me, to the deeper side of the pool before jumping in. Once we re-emerged, I hit his arm. "I hate you!" I laughed as he quickly kissed me.
"No you don't."
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