Jaden stood there in a helmet and protection pads. WAIT—WHEN DID HE BRING ALL THAT? Brandon threw the ball. That might have been one of those very rare moments when Brandon didn't let his gay take over, even though he was wearing a rainbow shirt.

Jaden just dodged a centimetre away from the ball which went ahead and destroyed the wall behind. They all stood there speechless.

"Out!" Brandon clapped with a smile.
"THAT BALL COULD HAVE KILLED HIM, YOU ASS!" Kate shouted.
"You're right! I missed by just a centimetre, tch!" Brandon clicked his tongue.

"THAT'S NOT THE FUCKING POINT!"
Mrs Touske, Kate's Japanese neighbor, shouted as she looked at her broken wall. Then, she glared at them and started speaking Japanese. She was giving them a resume about the history of that wall.

"The wall had a great history but you broke it anyways. Ignorant and foolish Americans" Is what she said. Hey! You can't call our boys "ignorant Americans"—Jaden is purely Canadian!

"Hello," Brandon approached Mrs Touske. She stood there all flustered. Then, she slowly started speaking again, but this time rather sweetly.

"Hai" was all that he replied to everything she said.
"Does Brandon know Japanese?" Kate asked Harry.
"You're asking me, dude? I didn't even know that he could play baseball!" Harry said.
"Bye bye" Brandon smiled and waved at the lady. She waved back and went back inside her house.

"Brandon...what was she saying?" Kate asked.
"Well, who knows?" Brandon replied.
"...WHAT?" Harry, Jaden and Kate said together.

"I don't know Japanese. I just know one word—'Hai' which means yes, and Harry taught that to me," Brandon said.
"Then, how did you talk to her?" Harry asked.
"I just followed up by saying yes throughout the conversation."
I have to admit—Brandon has his way with words and that's why he always gets what he wants! His face also contributes to that. 

The next day, Brandon walked to the D wing and reached the music room. He sat in a corner with his guitar. Louise threw a bundle of papers on the center table and Jerome picked it up, "The hell is that, bro?" He asked him.

"The International Foreign Exchange Month for this year is here." Louise said, "We've gotta go to South Korea this year,"

Malcolm entered the room with his bass on his back, "Good morning, senior!" Brandon smiled at Malcolm.
"Mornin'" He sat on his corner and began tuning his bass, "Where's MJ?"
"I'm here," The green dyed hair guy, MJ, walked inside with a rock guitar on his back, "Yo!"
"Yo!" Brandon smiled.

"We're going to South Korea?" MJ asked.
"Yeah, but there's a problem,"
"Lemme guess, you and I can't go because we need to go grab some bullies from the nearby ally and give them shit!"
"Yeah,"

"What's it about?" Brandon asked and sat beside MJ.
"We go to different countries every year for the foreign exchange trips and give a performance of American music and culture."
"Sounds dope,"
"Yepperinos. But, we need a guitarist and a drummer because Louise and I can't go this year,"

"Asians are scary," Louise said.
"LMAO! Last year, we went to China last year and I dunno why all the Chinese girls literally flocked over us, nearly oofed us. Louise was literally walking as if he was walking in water."
Louise tapped his drumsticks on his thighs, "Asians are scary,"
"That's just stereotyped," Brandon said.
"I don't care—Asian women are scary," Louise sat at the drums and started his warmup.

"Brandon, you go instead of me," MJ smiled.
"Sure, what do I have to play?" Brandon asked.
"I'll teach you," MJ's green eyes shone under the LEDs, "Watch,"

"Mr Harrison," Mr Bollard, the Spanish teacher, sat in the staff room with other teachers who were having their lunch. Harry crossed his hands behind his hips and looked at Mr Bollard. Mr Bollard looked into Harry's report card, "This is concerning, Mr Harrison,"
"Is it?" Harry asked.
"I mean just look at it. You gave your first semester exams and you're already failing. At this rate, you can't clear the second semester,"

"... I know," Harry almost began crying, "How do I pass?"
"I suggest to take some help from your classmates,"
"My classmates?"
"Let me see—Jaden Smith has the best grades in Spanish. You should ask him to help you,"

"Jaden Smith?"
"You know him?"
"Yeah, we are friends,"
"That's great. So I guess you should take his help."

Harry ran towards the class and looked at Jaden. He sat beside Kate and played tic tac toe with him. Harry ran towards him and punched his hand on their notebook. Kate and Jaden looked at him.

"How do you study that you score such good grades?!" Harry was a good student since always. He could not bear himself failing.
"Erm," Jaden looked at Harry, "I'm a...Native Spanish speaker so—"
"Make me a native too!"
"...Can I?"
"YES YOU CAN!"
"Bruh," Kate rolled his eyes.
"I'll get the textbooks. Meet me in the library," Jaden got up.

Jaden walked towards his locker and saw Mrs Philippe and Brandon Johnson on his way. They were talking to each other. Mrs Philippe was a heavy lady in her forties. She taught Music and usually panicked about everything happening around her. 

Jaden quickly turned back but Mrs Philippe saw him.
"JADEN SMITH!" She shouted and Jaden looked back. She and Brandon walked towards him, "When you joined in the school, you told me you can play the drums, didn't you?"
"Oh, yes, I can. But you said my skills are very average so I cannot join the main band,"
"But we need you right now!"

"For what?"
"It's decided! You both will be representing our school for the International Foreign Exchange Month at Seoul High School. I'm giving your name, be ready this Monday morning," She said.

"What? I can't—" Jaden said.
"Oh right! And prepare a speech about our schooling system together in Korean!" She excitedly left the halls. Jaden and Brandon just stared at them.

"Guess it can't be helped. Brandon let's write a speech—"
"HUH?!" Brandon glared at Jaden with hatred evident in his crimson eyes. Jaden shrivelled and moved to a corner. Brandon grabbed his collar, "You'll prepare the speech, you get it?!"
"Y-Yes! ! I'm so sorry for thinking that the prince would work!" Jaden joined his hands.
"You better be sorry, damned Canadian," Brandon left Jaden's collar, "I want it till 'morrow and if I don't get it, nobody will get your pieces," Brandon left the hallways.

Jaden was left by himself. He joined his hands, "My Jesus, I believe that you are present in the most holy sacrament. I love you and I desire to receive you in my soul. Since I cannot at this moment, receive you sacramentally, please come spiritually into my heart. I embrace you now as if you were already there and I unite myself wholly to you. Never permit me to be separated from you. Amen,"

"Wow," Harry stood behind him, "You're praying?"
Jaden smiled, "It always makes me feel relaxed and strong. I heard this prayer at the Irish Catholic Bishops' Conference"
"Your fam must be religious as fuck, my G,"

"Not st all! I believe in God because I have seen miracles and he has protected me always. Like he sent you to save me from Brandon Johnson," 
"Yeah that...Anyways, I need your help! I'm failing Spanish! And I'm failing hard!"
"Of course. I'll help you, Harrison. But after next week,"
"Why? Are you busy?"
"Yes. I'm going to Korea," Jaden smiled.

"Going where?"

. . .

"You're going to Korea? " Kate asked as he and Jaden sat in the cafeteria.
"For three days," Jaden said.
"With whom?"
"Jerome, Malcolm and Brandon"

. . .

"BRANDON!" Harry ran to the terrace and opened the door, "AYE! WHERE YOU GOING AT?!" He grabbed Brandon's collar and swayed him in the air. Brandon had beacon stuffed in his mouth. He was still chewing it. "South Korea! DUDE I'M GONNA VOMIT! LEAVE ME! MY LUNCH IS GONNA TAKE A REVERSE GEAR!" Brandon shouted with his mouth stuffed.

Harry threw Brandon aside, "I also wanna go there! My favorite K-POP group and the food, oh lord!"
Brandon stood near the bars trying his best not to throw up.
"OH! AND DON'T FORGET A PICTURE! I WANT YOU TO RECORD YOUR CHAT WITH THEM GIRLS! I LOVE ASIAN GIRLS!" Harry shouted.
"Harrison—"
"YES! I'M A SIMP—SHUT UP!" Harry shook Brandon again. Brandon hugged him gently, "Brandon—I'm not gay—"

Brandon puked behind Harry as he hugged him.
"WHAT THE FUCK? MOVE AWAY!"
When Brandon was done puking, Harry started puking, "Gross!"
"YOU STARTED IT!"
"You're disgusting,"
"YOU STARTED IT, YOU BASTARD!"

Brandon and Harry cleaned their face inside the bathroom, "By the way, who is going with you?"
"Malcolm, Jerome and Jaden Smith,"
"WHAT?!"
"I'll take a knife with me,"
"Brandon no—"
Harry saw danger written everywhere. He quickly ran to Jaden's locker and found him talking to Kate.

'This dude is always with Kate even after Brandon's murder attempt. I need to pull him away,'
"JADEN!" Harry shouted as he reached Jaden's locker.
"Yes?" Jaden said.
"TEACH ME! PLEASE!" 
"I just did,"
"Teach me more!"

"I have my Science class now. See ya," Kate went away. Soon, the entire hallways were empty.
"I have my Science class too now, Harry. Let's meet up later," Jaden closed his locker.
"No," Harry grabbed his hand, 'I need to keep him away from Kate'

"Jaden, look—A bird!"
"There's nothing there,"
...Bruh. Jaden began leaving. Harry grabbed his hand, "I still want you to teach me, Jaden,"
Jaden blushed, "Erm, Harry, I was wondering," Jaden said as he averted his eyes, trying hard to hide his embarrassment.

"What is it?" Harry looked at him. 'This is what happens in a yaoi manga! NO CONFESSION! I'M STRAIGHT!'
"Well, you're—"Jaden said "Your zipper is down!" Harry stared at Jaden then suddenly turned red.
"Excuse me!" Harry turned behind and pulled up his zipper.

'Damn! I'm so embarrassed.' 

"Don't you dare tell this to anyone!" Harry said.
"I'm sure many people might have seen it till now," Jaden said.
"AT LEAST CONSOLE ME!" Harry said.
"Erm, I'm sure many people haven't seen it yet," Jaden said.

"...Nevermind, you're useless," Harry said.
"I might be, but not to you. So, you can use me," He smiled.
'Jaden bro, you don't have any self respect. How...sad,'

-To be continued

Jaden Smith
All I Want is you baby