au where tibby's the most popular boy in school and mickey's still the outcast

Tibby's P.O.V

"So... when you gonna get a girlfriend?" Billy asked me.

I shrugged. "None of the girls really seem... right to me."

"Oh? How so?"

"They're all just gross? Too revealing? I don't know, I just don't like them."

Skye gave me a friendly jab in the elbow. "You'll find your girl, Tibby," she said. "I found mine."

"Why are we all bullying me about this? Billy's still single."

"No but like that's Billy."

"True."

"Hey! I just haven't found my guy yet," Billy frowned.

Marcus chuckled. "Oh yes you have," he said. "What about those looks you give to Mallory Jenkins, huh?"

Billy blushed. "Oh shut up."

Mickey's P.O.V

I threw another rock at the tree I sat in front of. My only friend, Mallory, sat next to me. "I think I have a crush," he said.

"Oh?" I smirked, looking at him.

"Y-yeah... on Billy Baker..?"

"Oh my gods-"

"Just like so many other gay boys."

"And what's so attractive about Billy Baker?"

"He's... he's cute, he's nice, he's popular, and he's a huge nerd."

"Sounds like just your type." I sighed.

"Yeah... look, Mickey, I know you'll find that special someone."

I chuckled. "Me? I'm Mickey Jones, the most hated kid in this school. Who do you think would like ME?"

"Probably someone. They're probably just trying to fit in."

"Apparently 'fitting in' is bullying us two."

"At least we have each other."

"Yeah..."

Tibby's P.O.V

The gang pulled me down to sit at a table across from Billy. "Okay, Tibby, we're going to interview you. Em Pegg, gimmie your notebook," Billy said.

Em Pegg shoved Billy over and sat down next to him. "I'm your scribe," she said.

"Um... okay. Interview time! You're looking for a non-spolied brat, yes?"

I smiled, trying my hardest to picture my dream girl. "I'm thinking of a girl who's a bit of a tomboy, a girl who's tough on the outside but sweet on the inside. Like a cookie."

"Tibby, please don't word it like that."

"Oh, shut up."

"Ahem. Um... what's her clothing style?"

"Not really one for skirts and dresses, not a girly dresser. Maybe some flannel and jeans, and a licensed tee. Oh and she wears sneakers everywhere."

Em Pegg wrote all this down, nodding. "Mhm, mhm..." she said as she followed along. "And more detail on the personality?"

"A girl who's the opposite of me, a bit pessimistic, just so I can cheer her up. A creative girl, one who can help me write and stuff. She's smart, and strong, and a bit protective. A girl with a personality that's hidden from the eyes of stupid people, a girl who's been too scared to shine. A bit hot tempered, a girl with common sense, a girl who's grateful for what she has."

"Popularity status?"

"Not too popular."

Em Pegg studied her notes before handing them to Billy. Billy looked over them before handing them back to Marcus. He then gave them to Skye, who's eyes widened. "Em, gimme your pen, I'll be right back."

Skye's P.O.V

Tibby's description just so happened to almost perfectly match the least most popular girl in school: Mickey Jones. I scanned the school yard to try and find the damaged girl to see her sitting by a tree with Mallory Jenkins. 

I plopped down next to them. They both showed a bit of surprise, and a bit of distrust. "Jones, I've got a few questions for you," I said.

Mickey and Mallory glanced at each other. "Um... okay..?" Mickey replied.

"Okay. What's your sexuality?"

"Um... asexual..."

"What type of asexual, there's several."

 "Heteroromantic."

"Mhm, okay... you have any crushes?"

Mickey froze and blushed. "No..." she said.

"Come on, you obviously do, spill."

"Why should I?"

"I'm on a mission for a friend."

"For who?"

"Tibby Devin, it is SO obvious he's crushing on you."

Mickey smiled slightly. "That's funny. I... I think I've been crushing on him too? I don't know how it really feels so I don't know."

I grinned. "Well, while I'm here, may as well do a favour for Billy—" I began.

"Who does he like?!" Mallory exclaimed.

"You, actually."

Mallory froze. "Okay let's go," he said.

Mickey's P.O.V

"Oh Tibby~!" Skye sang as we approached the popular kids. 

I hesitated going up to them. But after seeing Tibby's face flush as soon as he laid eyes on me, I gained a bit of confidence. Just enough confidence. 

"I found your crush," Skye said, grabbing me and pulling me in front of her.

I stood there awkwardly. Tibby took a step closer. "Mickey, I..." he said. "I-I'm sorry if Skye bugged you for this, I'm sorry this disturbed you at all," he said. "But..."

"No, I'm sorry that I'm crushing on someone like you, I don't deserve you. I'm not good enough for you."

"Mickey, don't say that..."

"Yes, I like you, but you're just too good for me."

In a moment of panic, I ran away.

As I was running, I felt a hard shove, and I fell into the mud. I looked up to see a couple jerky kids I didn't know. "Bailiee, why'd you do that? You have Jones's germs!" one of the kids exclaimed.

The Bailiee girl screamed and ran away laughing. The other kid looked down at me. "I saw you with my man, Jones," she said. "Listen, Tibby's MINE. So you best back off, otherwise I'll hurt you BAD."

The girl walked away.

I sat in the mud of a moment, feeling the tears come on. I felt a presence next to me. I looked over to see none other than Tibby. "Are you okay?" he asked. "That looked like a hard shove."

"Just another day," I sighed.

"They can stop bothering you if you just hang with me."

Before I could reply, the jerk girl from before came sashaying over, without her friend Bailiee. Her short skirt disgusted me, and her makeup made me want to vomit. 

"Tibby, sweetheart," she cooed. "Why are you with her? Get away from that freak and her Jones Germs and hang with me. I promise I'll satisfy you~!"

She winked, and I gagged. Tibby looked at me, then at the girl. He stood and took her hand. I felt a huge wave of sadness and jealousy come over me as the girl blushed madly. Tibby smiled sweetly.

Then he flung the girl away, causing her to fall in the mud.

"Sorry, girl I don't know the name of," Tibby said, "but I'm taken. And you better stop hurting my girlfriend, otherwise I'll hurt you more."

"But why with her?" the girl asked, standing up.

Tibby kicked her down again. "Because she's different. And I love that."

Tibby offered me a hand. I took it and he pulled me up. The girl stood again. Tibby gave me a soft nudge. "Punch her," he said.

I smirked. "Gladly."

I stalked over to the girl, and I gave her a hard whack in the face. "That's what you get for bullying me." I kicked her in the shin. "And that's what you get for annoying Tibby. Looks like I'm better than you, I hope I never see your ugly face again!"

Mallory's P.O.V

"I-I... I love you!" Billy exclaimed suddenly.

"You love me..?" I asked.

"Y-yeah... you're just so funny and cool, and..."

Marcus pushed Billy into my arms, and we fell into a hug. "Okay, Skye, you are the ultimate match-maker," Marcus smiled.

Skye wrapped an arm around Em Pegg, who pulled her into a hug. Once they let go of each other, Skye smirked. "Feel free to calk me Cupid," she said.

"Hey guys!" Tibby greeted.

He came walking over with Mickey right next to him. Both of them were covered in mud. "What happened to you two?" Em asked.

"Just had to teach a bully a quick lesson."

"Together?"

"Ye."

"Okay, yup, I'm Cupid now," Skye proclaimed.

Mickey's P.O.V

six months later

Tibby and I sat under the night sky. "Sucks the trees are in the way," Tibby frowned.

"Yeah... but what can you do? This is a small yard," I said, looking around my backyard. The backyard of the first real house my Dad and I ever owned in Kollok.

"It's okay," Tibby shrugged. "The only sight I need is you."

"Oh shut up," I muttered, blushing.

"What's wrong, babe?"

"Tibby, you know I hate those names!"

"Sorry, sorry."

"Why are you so smooth?"

"I'm not. I just get a lot of advice from Skye."

The two of us laughed and sat in silence for a moment. "I don't think I've used these three words yet, but... Tibby?" I asked.

"Yeah?"

I gave him a quick peck on the cheek. "I love you."

He wrapped me in a hug. "I love you too."