Everytime you catch a reference to- anything, drop everything and dab. There are so many unintentional references, I can't even.

Later today me, so, I have carpal tunnel, soooo

My brother is typing this for me as we speak, everyone say hi to my brother.

I trudged down the hall, my black high tops making a tapping noise against the tile floors. Nobody paid me any attention, and I was used to it. Arriving at my locker, I shoved my gym bag into it, and pulled my books out of my black backpack that was decorated with various pins. I slammed the locker shut, only to reveal Piper Mclean standing behind it. I narrowed my eyes at the smug girl.

"Need something, Mclean."

Piper, Piper, Piper. How do I explain this girl? At first glance, she looks like your basic bad girl. Self made crop tops, choppy brown hair, piercings. She'd probably skip classes if she didn't need good grades for basketball. Though, after observing her you realize there's so much more. She has a famous rich father, and is a lesbian. She's sensitive about her heritage too. Not that I ever talked to her about it. I don't talk, I listen. She's always been kind of annoying to me, meddling in people's love lives. Now leaning against the shiny green lockers, she was managing to get even more annoying.

"You and Solace, huh?" she grinned.

I rolled my eyes, shifting my black binder under my arm.

"I don't know what you're talking about." I grumbled, starting to walk towards my next class.

"Yes you do! Oh my gods, I knew you were gay!" she squealed.

I grimaced. I never thought about the technicalities. Due to the fact that I used to like Percy, and Brendon Urie is my husband, I guess I was.

"Yes I am gay, but it's really none of your concern, Mclean." I growled.

"So you and Will are dating," Piper said.

"No!"

"Uh huh."

I groaned. I stepped into my science class with Mr. Chase, Piper following behind me. I sat down in my seat in the back.

I leaned back in my chair closing my eyes lightly while I waited for class to start. I heard two familiar voices in front of me.

"Hey Piper. Um, that's my seat..."

"I just want to sit next to my girlfriend. You don't mind do you, Will? You can sit in my old spot, next to your boyfriend."

"Okay, and Nico isn't my boyfriend."

"But you knew who I meant."

"Because I- nevermind."

Wait a minute I'm that Nico.

I opened my eyes to see Will sitting down next to me. He gave me a handsome smile as he sat down in Pipers old spot, and his new one I guess.

"Hi Nico! I guess Pi-"

"I can hear, Solace," I said flatley.

"Oh. Right, I knew that, haha," Will said awkwardly.

I smiled a little. It was rare to see an awkward Will. He began organizing his binder and water bottle on his desk. His fingers were long, tanned, and freckly, like the rest of him. Well he's not long, he's tall. I mean-

I need to stop.

The bell rang and Mr. Chase clapped his hands to get our attention.

"Alright class everyone get your books out and turn to page 156. We'll start where we left off."

I plopped my heavy book on the table, and set my binder in the left corner, pulling my pen and notebook from it. My notebook was already half filled with my tight cursive handwriting. Will also pulled out his book, flipping it open. I glanced at it, noticing that the Is were dotted with hearts.

"Um, Solace, why-"
"Lost a bet, I'm too lazy to change my habits back. Also, it's kinda cute."

Okay then. I began writing, the cursive letters flowing out of the tip of my pen. The teacher probably believed I was writing notes, as we were supposed to, but I was actually just writing Klance fanfiction.

"Pssst Nico." Will whispered.

Of course William Solace actually says "Psst."

"What."
"Can I borrow a pen? Or pencil?"
I reached into the pencil pouch in my binder, and passed him a pen.

"Why do you have a pink pen," Will asked.

Shit.

"Oh. Uh. Hazel left it there probably, I don't know."

"Mmhmm. Why am I not surprised you have a pink Ink Joy gel pen," Will teased.

I felt my face heat up.

"Do you want the pen or not."

"Oh no, I'll take the pen, thanks Nico," he said, my name sounding odd, and kinda hot with his accent.

I blushed at the thought. Since when do I call the way Will says my name hot? It's a Texas accent for crying out loud! Time passed, and the teacher clapped his hands again. I set my pen down, looking up.

"Alright, partner up." he said.

Will turned to me.

"Be my partner?" he asked.

"Sure, but I haven't been paying attention. Like, at all."

Will furrowed his brows.

"What have you been writing then?"

I pursed my lips, glancing at the now shut notebook which contain pages and pages of Klance, Lams, and Drarry. The latest oneshot happened to be some slightly kinky smut, not at all inspired by a dream I definitely didn't have.

"Nothing."

"Okay, well, we're just supposed to compare notes and discuss what we took away from the lesson. So you can look at my notes, and I can look at whatever you were doing," Will explained, flashing me a smile at the last part.

"Yes I'll look at your notes, and you most definitely may not read my fa- what I was writing," I silently cursed myself for starting to say fanfiction, and prayed Will wouldn't catch my slip up.

The gods did not answer my prayers. Fuck you too, Hades.

"Wait wait wait. You were writing fanfiction?" Will had a huge grin plastered across your face.

"Shhh someone might hear," I hissed, putting a finger over his mouth.

He batted my hand away, and slid his notebook over.

"Is that notebook just filled with fanfiction? Can I see one? Pleeease?" He begged.

"Ugh fine. One. Are you in any fandoms?"

"Uh huh. Hamilton."

"Well then, I hope you like Lams."
I flipped the book open to some lovely Lams fluff, and handed him the notebook. Then I picked up his notebook, and started reading the notes. Well, pretended to read. I was nervously watching his face and chewing on my lip. At first I couldn't read his expression. It was blank, but his eyes sparkled with humor. Then, his full pink lips spread into a small smile, and he let out a soft 'aw'. A bit later he giggled again, then another 'aw'. Finally, he shut it and looked up at me.

"This was literally the best oneshot I have ever read," he said

I blushed lighty.

"I'm sure there's much, much better ones, I'm not a writer, I just-"
"Nico. Take the freaking compliment."
I looked down at my hands smiling slightly.

"Thank you, Solace."
The bell rang, signaling the end of class.
"Alright class, grab your homework one the way out!" Mr. Chase exclaimed.

I put all my stuff in my bag, and Will grabbed my arm as I turned to leave. I turned around and he smiled.

"Why do you never sit with us at lunch?" he asked me.

"I know you guys are asking out of pity, it's fine," I sighed.

Will's eyes widened.

"Is that what you think? We actually want you to come hang out."

"Fine, I'll think about it," I said.

Will beamed, then skipped out of class.

Weirdo.

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I walked into the cafeteria, my black bag slung over my shoulder. I glanced over to where I normally sit, then over to where the team sits. Will caught my eye, grinned and waved. There was no way I could say no now. I walked over, and sat in the empty seat next to Will.

"Nico! Finally decided to stop being a loner and sit with us?" Percy teased, tossing his thick black hair out of his sea green eyes.

I smiled and rolled my eyes, nervously rubbing my palms against my ripped black skinny jeans.

"Did Will convince you to sit with us?" Piper asked, leaning forward.

"Um, ya." I brushed an annoying lock of hair behind my ear.

"Because you guys are dating?"

"Piper, for the last time, we are not dating." I huffed, hoping my blush wasn't too obvious.

"Uh huh." she aggressively stabbed a piece of lettuce in her salad, keeping eye contact.

"So anyway, are y'all (y'all'd've'if'I'd've) ready for this week's game," Hazel said, cheerfully saving me from my interrogation.

"We are going to crush the Redcoats. We gon' show them who's the best!" Leo cheered.

I rolled my eyes, a smile threatening to form on my lips. My team continued to laugh and joke about our sure victory over the Redcoats. Will looked over at me and furrowed his brows.

"Nico, do you not have any food?" he asked me.

"I don't usually eat lunch..." I said.

Will silently tore his sandwich in half and offered me it.

"Thanks, but I'm vegan," I said, slightly embarrassed.

"So'm I," he said, "It's vegan cheese, mayo and mustard, and a piece of tofu that my mom cooked with soy sauce." (fuck im hungry now)

"Lit"

I accepted the sandwich half, taking a bite. My eyes lit up at the delicious taste of it.

"Are you a fucking sandwhich god, holy shit." I gasped.

Will threw back his head and laughed, and I might've let my gaze linger on his defined jaw, and the freckles that adorned his collar bones. His laugh was pleasant, in the same sense that being inside during a thunderstorm. A smile slipped on my face, and my cheeks turned pink at my thoughts, that were not gay because no homo, I'm wearing socks.

Will smiled back, and the realization that I was at school, at lunch with people out of my league, and that I was nico, lower case nico, hit me in full force. I looked down at my lap, quietly taking another bite. I stayed quiet until the bell rang, and I headed off to english class. 

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sorry it's short