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completely off topic but pre-calc is kicking my butt!! ap gov > math any day imo because tell me why i spend like 3 hours weekly trying to figure out my homework 😭😭.

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hey guys is anyone good at precalculus and you just didn't tell me because I have no clue what I'm doing here and need help

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My kids have always needed help with homework, due to being a) kids and b) neurospicy in various ways. And I always did what needed to be done. Around the time my son entered high school, he got a serious tickborne illness (not lyme) that made him sicker and sicker. I had to navigate the school system's rules for absences, help him get caught up on homework after sick days, get him a (fairly worthless) 504 disability plan, etc. It got to be, if not a full time job, at least a part-time job.

His third yr of hs we had to homeschool, because his immune system was toast. We finally got a specialist to treat him who knew what she was doing (and boy was THAT a long and frustrating process), but he was VERY sick by that point, and the treatment stage took forever. Homeschooling had its good points, but his illness took a big toll on the family. On him - and me.

After that came two deeply frustrating years at the local community college (plus COVID hit), and both kids needed substantial help navigating the online schooling. At one point I was up to 25 hours per week JUST on helping them get through their classes. On top of the farming and eldercare for my increasingly frail father. I have to emphasize, here, that at no point were the kids being lazy, they truly needed the extra help and learning support. They had some classes where the teachers were good and they learned without tutoring.

I read aloud. Discussed history and literature. Relearned math and chemistry concepts so I could tutor them. It has been. a LOT.

Anyhow. This morning I have been sitting trying to figure out my daughter's (college) precalculus assignment so I can re-teach the concepts to her. The teacher is a) angry and b) heavily accented and hard to understand. And I am so. goddamned tired. of taking up the slack for poor teachers. and an educational system that seems broken beyond salvaging.

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wait omg all of you are so so nice! im on the verge of ugly crying from this. my school only requires up to college algebra and im good at algebra so i will be aiming to take that next semester. i took precalculus last year and genuinely cried every day when i did homework so i know if i can avoid it, i am. i also used a lot of photomath and felt like i was learning to a test rather than understanding the material so i know i would have to retake that class from hell if i did end up becoming a doctor. my school has a really good nursing program that can get me to multiple places and my credits will transfer easy. plus, i live in minnesota (horrible ik) and according to some of the nurses ive spoken to, we are in dire need of them. plus i have many nurses close to my stepmother so i have help. genuinely love tumblr for this love im feeling and receiving 🤍🤍

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im so sorry u hate math ): i was a math nerd tbh to the point that when i took precal, my avg was like 103 the entire year. i will say, you should look into different methods of solving problems, there’s not always one way to the solution and it could just be the method they’re using. there’s tons of good youtube channels you can find that will show different ways of solving equations and problems and you can prob find some ways that work for you!! also maybe look into tutoring or ask some friends or family for help if you know any math whizzes, maybe one of the nurses your stepmother knows could help or give some advice on materials that could help.

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I have always been naturally gifted at maths. When in elementary school certain family circumstances prevented me from actually attending math class and everything that came after it on a daily basis, this resulted in me scoring a 79.5% on a placement exam for middle school math classes. I still remember being frustrated but being able to figure out the answers well enough. Almost well enough. I needed an 80% to be put into the class where I belonged. (Did I really belong there? We'll never know.)

As dominoes fall, I was not challenged enough in middle school maths, found tedious the busywork designed to ingrain math I already knew, and stopped torturing myself with it. This was the start to a disillusionment with all homework, but that's another story. I was moved from regular maths into remedial maths, which was worse. I still remember trying to teach myself from my old friends' textbooks, as they were doing fun things like trigonometry and precalculus, while the other boys at my table were preoccupied by exchanging masturbation tips. (No pun intended.)

When a meeting was called to asses why I was doing so terribly on paper in maths but testing excellently, I presented the fact that I, without help, had discovered that there is a pattern to finding the next square in a sequence. (It's that (x+1)^2=x^2+2x+1.) No one taught me this. I had been moved out of algebra.

Similar misunderstandings and treatment continued to dog me throughout high school. When I discovered the trick to finding the next cube in a series, I had just graduated. But something about it bugged me. Surely there must be a way to predict the formulae for discovering the next Nth power in a series. Spoiler alert, there is! I was a second semester college freshman taking Calculus 131 with a professor who wasn't actually a teacher by any stretch when I figured out that I was right, and I rediscovered Pascal's triangle.

Pascal's triangle is an organization of figures for which each row is the coefficients for the equations I had been pondering like an orb for a decade. It's free. You can look it up, they're there, they have many other uses. I independently brute-forced Pascal's Triangle. In another place and time I would be a genius. Instead, I realized at seventeen (before voting age!) that I had been failed by the system all those years ago in the sixth grade, when my math teacher could have just said "check out this triangle" and brought me up to speed with the rest of the learned 21st century world.

Now, are my teachers to blame for this? No. Not really. Overworked, understaffed, underpaid, they were not to blame for not having the foresight to predict exactly what information could have saved me. Hindsight, only hindsight, is 20/20. Am I to blame for not having the language as a child to express what I meant, or to correctly ask what I needed to know? Again, no. I was victimized by the system. Thousands, millions worldwide like me are managed rather than encouraged because it reflects well on the school, the state, the country.

It leads to questions like "Where would we be as a populace if we were somehow able to efficiently reach every child with what they need to excel?" and "In what other areas are we failing our children with incomplete education?" I don't have these answers. "Where would I be if I had gotten what I needed?" I don't have the answer to that, either. I still teach myself calculus between work, sleep, and chores.

I suppose I'm only telling this story because you asked, OP. The most screwed up thing isn't that it happened to me, but that it keeps happening, everywhere. Still.

I'll close with just a little something to think about:

"I am, somehow, less interested in the weight and convolutions of Einstein's brain than in the near certainty that people of equal talent have lived and died in cotton fields and sweatshops." - Stephen Jay Gould, The Panda's Thumb: More Reflections in Natural History

Everyone give me the most screwed up thing that has ever happened to you in the american public school system

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school hasn't even started for me yet and precalc is already kicking my ass

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30. laying their head on the other's shoulder

David doesn't look up when Andrew lets himself into the apartment, focused on their precalculus homework.

"I swear to Saint Michelle, David," Andrew says, "if you ate the rest of my empanadas I'm going to throw you out the window." A beat, and then: "If you're going to have a glass on my coffee table, put it on a coaster, fuck."

David doesn't bother. Andrew swoops by and slides the coaster under David's water glass, because he fusses like nobody's business. David's older brother is in his post-practice gear—sweaty Under Armour and clean sweats—and he ruffles their hair as he passes. He reeks of sweat and mud, and David wrinkles their nose.

"Hi Andrew," David says belatedly, stretching out their legs under the table. Their left foot is asleep from being trapped under their right thigh. "May Saint Michelle grant you the inner serenity to not commit violence against your little sibling. Also, the wisdom to take a shower."

"Fuck off. This is my apartment, you know," Andrew says. The fridge swings open; David notes the pop-hiss of a beer bottle opening, and the clatter as the fridge shuts again.

"You were the one who gave me a key." David answers the fourth problem in the set, grimaces at their own handwriting, and erases it so they can write it again. "How was practice?"

Andrew makes a noncommittal noise, evasive the same way he's been in the two years since Leon Duncan retired, but he never drinks after practice unless he's annoyed. The beer bottle gets set on the counter; Andrew's never treated David with kid gloves the way Mom and Dad do sometimes, like they're not entirely sure what to do with them because they're not Andrew.

Andrew says, "You look tired."

"Mom and Dad had friends over last night and I couldn't sleep," David says. Wine nights were always like that.

"Huh," Andrew says, and wanders into his bedroom, shutting the door behind him. David glances up briefly, and then gets back to work when they hear the shower turn on.

In the time it takes for Andrew to shower, David's finished three more problems and is struggling with a fourth.

"You know you could have called me, right?" Andrew says, short hair sticking up in wet spikes from his forehead when he emerges from his bedroom again. He grabs his beer off the counter. "If I thought it'd help I'd tell Mom and Dad to knock it off, but they stopped listening to me as soon as I moved out."

If David had wanted to call Andrew, they would have called Andrew, and they both know it.

"I appreciate the effort," David grumbles sarcastically, but scoots over obligingly when Andrew lowers himself to the ground to sit next to them at the coffee table, setting his beer on another coaster. They yawn hugely. "Can you help me with math?"

"Kid," Andrew says, "it has been fifteen years since I've done precalc."

"Bleh," David says.

"Sorry," Andrew says, the apology automatic but not (David thinks) insincere, and reaches for one of David's pencil and a blank sheet of paper, tilting the printed problem set toward him so he can read it. "I'll give it a shot, okay?"

"Okay," David mumbles. "I'm gonna take a nap."

"You do that," Andrew murmurs, pencil already scratching on the paper, and the bulwark of David's older brother doesn't give way in the slightest as David slumps over onto Andrew's shoulder.

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Jack sneaks out of school to take care of his long time crush, Alex. High School AU. Word Count: 4733

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“Jack, have you seen Alex? He usually gets here before you do, right?” Zack asked Jack as he took a seat on the bench in the quad they always occupied before school officially started for the day.

“I haven’t seen him, his car wasn’t in the lot, either. I hope he’s okay,” Jack replied, his sudden concern making Rian laugh.

“Dude, when are you going to man up and tell Alex that you like him? You’ve had a monster crush on him for, what, over a year now, right?” Rian asked, making Jack shove him as he held a finger in front of his mouth with wide eyes.

“Will you keep it down? We don’t need to let the whole school know about that, it’ll increase the likelihood of it getting back to Alex!” Jack exclaimed, a serious look on his face.

“I mean, wouldn’t that kind of be a good thing? Like, you’re clearly too scared to make the first move, maybe he should hear it through the grapevine and do something first,” Zack pointed out, making Jack roll his eyes.

“Zack’s got a point, dude. You’ve been carrying around this secret crush for the longest time now, you really should say something so you don’t have to keep torturing yourself about it,” Rian added.

“No, I don’t want to ruin our friendship if he doesn’t feel the same way,” Jack sternly stated.

“Well, he’s bi, and he’s always all over you, so I think him liking you back is a reasonable assumption,” Rian continued.

“It’s not worth the risk,” Jack said back.

“So, is it worth torturing yourself, then?” Rian countered.

“Why are we even talking about this? How did you guys ganging up on me even become a thing?”

“We’re not trying to gang up on you, we’re trying to help you, dude. Also, since he isn’t here, now is a great time to talk about Alex and that huge crush you have on him,” Zack smugly replied.

“You motherf-“ Jack started, before getting cut off by the five minute warning bell.

“Damn, I had a few more one-liners planned! Oh well, they’ll have to wait until lunch, assuming Alex doesn’t show up,” Rian said, laughing as Jack rolled his eyes yet again.

“Fuck you guys, I’ll see you in a few hours,” Jack said, standing up and putting his backpack on.

“Sounds good, lover boy,” Zack said, laughing with Rian as they walked off to their first shared class.

Jack went in the opposite direction to get to the precalculus class that he normally had with Alex. He really hoped that Alex would show up right on time, having to suffer through it alone was torture; Alex really did make everything better.

When he got to the classroom, most of the other students were already in their seats, talking about the previous night’s homework. Jack took his seat, noticing that Alex’s next to him was empty. After waiting a couple more minutes, Jack decided to text his friend and see what was going on.

Jack: Hey dude, you coming to school today?

Jack stared at his screen, waiting for a reply. Not much later, the teacher walked in and started class, so Jack put his phone at the top right corner of his desk, and pulled out his notebook. The lesson was on trigonometry, but Jack couldn’t have cared less about the different formulas, his mind was stuck on Alex. He of course wondered why Alex wasn’t in class, but he also thought about what Rian and Zack had said in the quad earlier.

He’d known Alex for four years now, but for the past year, he’d been head over heels in love with him. Jack wasn’t sure how his crush developed, but every time he was around Alex, he just felt happier and safe; no other friend had ever made him feel like this before. He had wanted to tell Alex about how he felt, but the possibility of ruining their friendship scared Jack, if Alex didn’t feel the same way and learned that Jack had a massive crush on him, would it scare him off? Would everything between the two of them become awkward and changed forever? Jack didn’t know, but these questions were enough to scare him into saying nothing and pretending his crush didn’t exist.

He hadn’t told Rian and Zack about his feelings, they’d figured it out on their own, and Jack had made them promise that they’d never tell Alex, which they agreed to, knowing that if Alex ever did find out, it should be from Jack. His thoughts shifted from his crush on Alex to wondering about where Alex was, he hoped that Alex was okay, wherever he was, and he hoped that he’d get a text back soon.

About halfway through first period, Jack’s phone vibrated, and he did his best to discreetly grab it and look at it without his teacher noticing.

Alex: No, I’m like really sick :/

Jack instantly felt bad, he knew that whenever Alex was under the weather, it was never something simple, it was always miserable.

Jack: Sorry to hear that man :( are you okay?

Alex: Not really, I don’t think I’ve ever been this sick. My parents are still out of town too which sucks

Jack: Maybe I can sneak out of here at lunch and come hang with you

Alex: You don’t have to commit truancy for me lol, plus I’m disgusting and look awful rn, idk if you’d really want to be around me

Jack: I bet you still look great, you motherfucker. Get some rest for now and I’ll text closer to lunch

Alex: You’re too good to me, JB

Jack smiled as he turned his phone off and put it back on the corner of his desk. He knew he was definitely going to be sneaking out at lunch, and he decided that he’d stop at the store on his way to Alex’s to get a few things that would hopefully cheer him up some.

If he could have everything his way, he’d get up and walk out of the school building right now, but he was pretty confident that his math teacher wouldn’t take too kindly to him doing that. For the remainder of first period, Jack genuinely tried his hardest to pay attention to the lesson, but he couldn’t get his mind off Alex; he was concerned that he was seemingly so sick and all alone, but he knew that obsessing over this wouldn’t make lunch time arrive any faster.

Eventually, first period finally ended and second began, leading to third and fourth, too. Throughout all of his classes, Jack’s mind wandered back to Alex, even though he was probably miserable, Jack was still beyond excited to spend the day with him. He really enjoyed doing things for others, and he thought that this would be the perfect opportunity to do just that for Alex.

The only concern he had was that Alex’s vulnerability from being sick might rub off on him and make him feel vulnerable enough to confess his feelings. Maybe Rian and Zack were right, maybe he should just tell Alex how he felt, there was theoretically a chance that Alex felt the same way. As much as Jack wanted to arrive at Alex’s and confess everything so they could spend the rest of the day snuggled up, he knew he shouldn’t do that. Of course, he wasn’t saying he wouldn’t confess his feelings, but he had to be careful and only do so if it felt right.

After three long hours, it was finally lunch time, and Jack figured that he should head over to their usual lunch table to let Rian and Zack know what he was doing before sneaking out. When he got to the table, Rian and Zack were already there, talking about their upcoming physics exam. Jack figured he had some sort of distressed look on his face, because the two of them immediately stopped talking and looked concerned once they saw Jack.

“Guys, I’m going to do something that I might need your help covering for,” Jack said, taking a seat across from his friends.




“You’re going over to Alex’s, aren’t you?” Zack asked, laughing some.

“How did you know?” Jack questioned, a tone of genuine surprise in his voice.

“Jack, what else would you be so passionate about after four classes? Surely it isn’t your homework or upcoming exams,” Rian continued, making Jack roll his eyes.

“Okay, yes, you’re right, I’m going over to Alex’s. He texted with me some during first period, apparently he’s, like, super sick and his parents are out of town, so I want to help if I can,” Jack explained.

“Well, are you finally going to confess your feelings? Obviously you’re trying to do a nice thing, but we’re dudes, we don’t, like, take care of each other like that,” Zack pointed out, laughing some.

“I mean, I want to, I want to walk in and confess how I feel so we can spend the rest of the day cuddled up on the couch or his bed or whatever, but I’m still scared to. Also, I don’t want to make him uncomfortable since he’s already not feeling great,” Jack stated, as Rian and Zack nodded along.

“I guess you have a point, man. Personally, I think if there’s a moment that feels right, you should just do it. Like, it could really make his day, you never know. Plus, I think he likes you back, you’ve seen how he looks at you, right?” Rian said, taking a bite of his lunch.

“Don’t go putting ideas in my head, if that isn’t true, I’m going to be disappointed and mad at you, dude,” Jack warned, trying to sound serious.

“I agree with Rian, I think he likes you, too. You guys just have this, like, vibe, that I’ve only seen in people who like each other. Just go through with your plan, go to his place and spend some time with him, I’m sure he’ll appreciate the company regardless,” Zack assured, making a small smile appear on Jack’s face.

“Thanks, I appreciate your all’s advice; that’s what it was supposed to be, right?” Jack joked, laughing some.

“Well, some advice and some jokes, that might be more accurate. Hey, there’s only ten minutes left of lunch, if you want to get out of here, you’d better go,” Zack pointed out, looking at the time on his phone.

“Shit, you’re right, I didn’t realize it had gotten so late. Well, I guess if anything changes, like our relationship status, I’ll let you know,” Jack said, getting up and grabbing his car keys out of his pocket.

“Sounds good, just try to have a good time, dude. Regardless of what happens with the relationship shit, he’ll appreciate that you’re spending time with him,” Rian assured, catching Jack off guard.

“Woah, Rian being supportive and not being a sarcastic asshole? Are you feeling sick, too?” Jack questioned, earning a laugh from Zack and an eye roll from Rian.

“Yes, it’s support, now go before I start cracking jokes and making you feel more nervous,” Rian said in a mock-stern tone.

Jack smiled at his friends one last time before sneaking over to the back door of the cafeteria, the one that conveniently led to the student parking lot. After assuring that no staff were able to see him, Jack opened the door, then quickly bolted out and in the direction of his car. Luckily, no one had noticed him leave, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he got in his car and shut the door.

Jack quickly started up his car then drove off campus, in the direction of the nearby Target, he hoped that it would have everything he’d need for Alex. As he drove, he listened to his favorite songs and continued thinking about Alex, and what Zack and Rian had been telling him at lunch. The more he thought about it, the more Jack wanted to confess his feelings today, he knew it was risky, but he also knew that if Alex felt the same way, it would be so worth it.

His Target trip was quick, he’d grabbed Alex a bouquet of flowers to spruce up his room, a couple cans of his favorite soup, and a cute teddy bear that he thought Alex would get a kick out of. Once he had everything, he drove in the direction of Alex’s house, which luckily wasn’t too far away from where the Target was. He felt his nerves start to kick in more, and tried taking a deep breath to alleviate them to an extent. As he drove, Jack tried to eliminate any type of expectations he had for how this afternoon would go, he knew that would likely just result in him feeling hurt or disappointed. He just had to remember his primary goal, make sure Alex was okay, and do whatever he could to help him feel better.

Eventually, Jack got to Alex’s driveway and parked behind his car. He grabbed the things he’d gotten at Target, then made his way to the front door. Jack realized he’d never told Alex he was here, or even on the way, and the thought of making Alex get up from wherever he was made him feel bad. Deciding to try his luck before calling Alex, Jack twisted the knob of the door, and was very surprised to find it unlocked. He realized that Alex had probably gotten up and unlocked it when Jack had originally texted saying he’d come over, then he wouldn’t have to get up again later.

Jack stepped inside and went into the kitchen, he set the soup cans on the counter, then found a vase under the sink, and placed the flowers in it. After a couple deep breaths, Jack made his way upstairs and over to where Alex’s bedroom was. He could hear loud coughs coming from the other side, making him feel even more sympathy for his friend.

Once the coughing stopped, Jack lightly knocked on the door before walking into Alex’s room.

“Hey, how’re you doing, Alex?” Jack asked, making his way over to Alex’s bed.

The majority of the room wasn’t too messy, but the bed and Alex’s bedside table looked awful. There were used tissues everywhere, a pot from the kitchen that Jack figured Alex had brought up for an emergency, and different cups and medicine bottles everywhere. Alex was wrapped up in about three blankets and still shivering as he watched something on his TV.

“Oh, hey, Jack. I feel really awful, to be honest,” Alex replied, his voice raspy and congested.

“I’m sorry to hear that, you look pretty miserable. I got you some stuff that’ll hopefully make you feel better, though! There are two cans of your favorite soup in the kitchen, and I grabbed some flowers to brighten up your room! Oh, I also got you this,” Jack replied, setting the flowers down before reaching into the plastic bag to get out the teddy bear.

“This is cute! Thanks, Jack, this means a lot, I-“

Alex cut himself off by starting to cough again, forcing himself to sit up as he put his elbow to his mouth. Jack quickly took a seat on the bed next to Alex and rubbed his back as he coughed. Having his hand on Alex’s back made him realize how warm Alex felt, and he knew that having all of these blankets on him would be bad news in the long run, it would just make Alex’s fever worse.

Eventually, Alex finally calmed himself down and Jack helped ease him back into the spot he’d been laying in.

“Sorry, I didn’t realize that was coming until it hit me,”

“No need to apologize, it’s okay. Hey, you’re going to hate me for this, but I think you need to ditch at least one of these three blankets,”

“What? No way, I’m already freezing as it is!”

“Alex, you’re freezing because you have a fever; if you lower that fever some, your chills will go away. At the very least, they’ll be a lot more tolerable. Come on, let’s take the top one off for a bit and see if it does any good. Also, I’m taking your temperature,” Jack insisted, pulling a blanket off of a very resistant Alex.

“You sound like a mom,” Alex muttered, coughing some.

“Well, I’d rather be like a mom and help you than ignore it and have you get worse. Trust me, you’ll thank me later,”

Jack put the blanket on Alex’s desk chair so he wouldn’t grab it again, then walked into the bathroom to grab the thermometer from the medicine cabinet. When he got back to Alex’s room, Alex was blowing his nose.

“Okay, let’s see what this says. Have you taken your temperature at all since you got sick?”

Alex just shook his head as Jack stuck the thermometer under his mouth and shivered violently. Jack felt bad, he really didn’t want to take the blanket from his friend and make him feel more miserable, but Jack knew that he’d done the right thing. After a few seconds, the thermometer finally beeped, and Alex handed it to Jack, too out of it to read the number.

“101.7, damn, that’s kind of high, Alex. I’m glad we took that blanket off of you,” Jack said, setting the thermometer down as he sat on the side of the bed again.

“Jack, I’m fucking freezing,” Alex said with a sneeze.

“I know, but I promise when your fever goes down, you’ll start to feel better. Actually, I have an idea to lower it faster, one second!”

Jack quickly stood up then went back into the bathroom and grabbed a washcloth from the linen closet. He ran it under some cold water, rung out the excess water, then brought it back to Alex’s room.

“What’s that?” Alex asked, starting to tightly hug himself some to combat his chills.

“Put this on your forehead, I think it’ll get that fever lowered,”

Jack folded it some then went to place it on Alex’s head, only for him to flinch and cover his forehead with his hands.

“That thing is fucking cold, no way it’s going on my forehead,” Alex stated, doing his best to keep his hands on his forehead as Jack pulled on them.

“Alex, will you please just try it? You’ll feel so much better, I promise,”

“On one condition,”

“What would that be?” Jack asked, rolling his eyes.

“You have to lay here with me so I can take advantage of your body heat,”

“Okay fine, whatever it takes for you to stop being so stubborn,”

Jack finally placed the cloth on Alex’s forehead, making Alex shiver even more. After taking off his shoes, he laid down next to Alex and wrapped him into a hug.

“This is better,” Alex said, looking up at Jack.

Jack couldn’t believe it, Alex was insanely sick but somehow still managed to look perfect to him.

“Hey, are you good?” Alex eventually asked, pulling Jack from his thoughts.

“Oh yeah, um, I am, why do you ask?” Jack continued, hoping Alex wouldn’t think much of what had just happened.

“I mean, you were straight up staring at me for, like, a minute. I’m sick, not stupid, so I know that was kind of weird, even for you,”

“Oh, I guess I just zoned out, sorry,”

“Are you okay, dude?”

“I’m fine, but don’t worry about me, you’re the one who’s dying right now,”

“I mean, true, but I can tell something’s up, Jack. Actually, I’ve kind of been able to tell that for a while now,” Alex continued, sounding nervous but determined to make his point.

“What do you mean?” Jack asked, trying to play dumb.

“What do you mean what do I mean? Like, I’ve caught you staring at me multiple times lately, you seem a lot more invested in what I have to say, you brought me a whole care package just now. That’s more than just a friend would do, y’know?”

“Well, what’re you trying to say, Alex?”

“Jack, do you, um, see me as more than a friend?”

Jack’s heart immediately started beating ten times faster, and he felt his palms get sweaty. Alex was right, of course, but Jack had thought he’d done a great job at hiding how he felt from Alex, but apparently he hadn’t. As Jack searched for what to say next, he couldn’t help but wonder if Alex had figured out his secret because he’d been looking for it.

“Before I answer that, I have a question for you,” Jack replied, doing his best to keep his tone even.

“What? I already asked you something, you have to answer first, that’s how this works!” Alex exclaimed, coughing some.

“Not this time! Alex, are you asking me what you’re asking, because that’s what you’ve been looking for? Like, looking for clues about what you just asked?”

“Jack, I’m not answering until you do. I’ll sit here all day and wait, it’s not like I can do much else anyway,”

Despite how sick he was, Alex had a look of determination on his face, and Jack couldn’t deny it anymore. He’d promised himself, along with Zack and Rian, that if the opportunity to finally reveal his feelings to Alex presented itself, that he’d confess how he felt; maybe it was finally time to take a leap of faith.

“Okay, um, this is a bit nerve wracking for me, so be patient. Alex, yes, I do see you as more than a friend, and I have for a while now,” Jack finally replied, doing his best to take deep breaths and stay calm.

“Can you, like, give me more detail than that?” Alex asked, laughing some as he scooted closer to Jack.

“Sure, um, where do I start? Alex, I like you, like, I like-like you, and I have for about a year now. I don’t even know what made these feelings develop, like, we’ve been friends for four years, but sometime last year, a switch just flipped in me, and I woke up and realized that I was in love with you,” Jack confessed, feeling like a fifty pound weight had just been removed from his chest.

“You’ve liked me for that long, and this is just the first I’m hearing of it?”

“Yeah, but not because I wanted to keep it from you. Like, keeping this secret has been so fucking hard, like I’ll see you get lost in a song, or be super passionate about what you’re talking about, and it’s things like that that made me fall for you. I love literally everything about you, but I kept it to myself, because I didn’t want to ruin our friendship. Like, if you didn’t feel the same, I didn’t want shit to be awkward between us; you’re my best friend, I can’t just, like, lose you, y’know? I just didn’t want to put you in an uncomfortable position, but yeah, I’ve been head over heels for you for a long time now. Hey, you didn’t answer my question, were you looking for signs that I liked you?”

“Jack, I’m speechless, but in a good way, I promise. I guess you could say that I’ve been kind of hopeful that you’ve had these kinds of feelings, too. I like you too, Jack, like, I like-like you, and have for a decent amount of time now. I didn’t tell you for the same reasons, I didn’t want things to be weird if you didn’t feel the same way, I didn’t want to lose our friendship over weird feelings. This is so great, though, we both like each other like this! Where do we go from here?” Alex asked, before bursting into a coughing fit.

Jack quickly helped Alex sit up some in his bed, then rubbed his back until he finally calmed himself down. Once Alex could breathe again, Jack handed Alex a glass of water from his nightstand, and Alex took a sip before handing it back to Jack.

“Are you okay, Alex?” Jack gently asked, still rubbing Alex’s back some.

“Yeah, I’m fine. I mean, that hurt like a bitch, but I’ll live. Back to my question, though; where do we go from here?” Alex continued, looking up at Jack with a small smile.

“I think there’s only one logical thing I can ask now. Alex, do you want to be my boyfriend?”

Even though he knew they both felt the same way, Jack was still nervous to officially ask Alex out. He had all of the assurance in the world from the conversation he’d just shared with Alex, but a year of anxiety and fear of someone finding out his secret would be hard to change.

“Yes, Jack, I’d love to be your boyfriend,”

The two of them looked at each other, huge smiles on both of their faces. Jack wrapped Alex into a tight hug, rubbing his back with one hand and stroking his hair with the other as the huge smile stayed on his face. Alex was still insanely sweaty, but Jack didn’t care, nothing would ruin this moment for the two of them.

After a few minutes, Alex pulled back to sneeze, but then looked up at Jack again, a huge smile still plastered on his face.

“I can’t believe we just became a thing while I look disgusting and feel miserable,” Alex said in a tone that Jack recognized as partly sarcastic with a hint of truth.

“You don’t look disgusting, babe. Hey, can I call you that now?” Jack asked, making their smiles grow even bigger.

“Of course, you can call me any cute nickname you want, I’ll definitely do the same, baby,”

“That sounds perfect to me. I meant what I said, though, you don’t look disgusting. You’re knocking on death’s door but still look absolutely perfect, I don’t know how you do it! As far as you feeling miserable, though, what can I do to help?”

“Honestly, you just being here helps so much. Do you think we could lay down, and I could put my head on your chest? I might fall asleep eventually, but I just want to be close to you,”

“Absolutely, lay however you’re the most comfortable,”

The two of them laid back down in Alex’s bed, and Alex put his head onto Jack’s chest, and Jack wrapped Alex into a hug.

“This is perfect,” Alex said, Jack could hear the smile on Alex’s face as he spoke.

“I’m so glad to hear that, let me know if there’s anything else I can do for you. I can’t believe this is really happening, I’ve wanted this for so, so long,” Jack breathlessly said, bringing his other hand up to start stroking Alex’s hair again.

“Me either, Jack. When I wake up, you might have to tell me about this, I’ll probably think it was a fever induced delusion,” Alex joked, making them both laugh some.

“I’ll tell you as much as you want, I’ll tell everyone all the time that the Alex Gaskarth is my boyfriend,” Jack affectionately replied, placing a kiss on Alex’s forehead.

“You’re sweet, Jack. When I’m better, we’re going on a real date to celebrate this,”

“Oh, for sure, but for now, you need to focus on resting and getting better. I’ll be here for however long you want me to be to help you, okay?”

“That sounds great to me. I think I’m going to sleep for a bit now,” Alex continued, hugging Jack tighter and closing his eyes.

“Okay, babe, I’ll be here if you need me,” Jack replied, continuing to stroke Alex’s hair.

After a few minutes, Alex was fast asleep, lightly snoring due to the congestion in his sinuses. Jack stared out Alex’s bedroom window, the huge smile still plastered on his face. He couldn’t believe it, Alex was really his boyfriend now; it almost felt too good to be true. Waiting for so long hadn’t been easy, but Jack had no doubt in his mind that this new chapter in both of their lives will have been worth the wait.  

Hi guys! I posted something similar to this forever ago, but I wrote this semi recently and liked it more than I expected to, so I decided to share it! I can't believe I'm only seven fics away from having 300 posted! It blows my mind that I have so many up, and that after all this time, people still seem to enjoy them! I plan on having a new chapter of LBUA up fairly soon, and another one shot! As always, feel free to send in requests, I'd love to write your all's ideas! -Liv

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Help My Mind Shut Up

Help My Mind Shut Up - Carlos x Reader (Read here on ao3.)

1,445 words

Summary: You can’t sleep, so you call your boyfriend Carlos for comfort and help.

Additional Tags: gender-ambiguous reader, school stress, phone call, grounding methods, anxiety

As you lay in bed, yawning, you stared at the ceiling of your dorm room. It wasn’t smooth in texture; it had small bumps and ridges like a landscape. Your eyes strained in the darkness to trace the lines. Some of them were neat waves. Sine and cosine waves. The sine of theta over cosine of theta equals tangent theta—

You had been falling asleep for a minute there, but now you were wide awake again. You rolled over and looked at the time on your phone. You squinted at the bright screen and read 2:15 A.M. How was that possible?

Across the room, your roommate slept soundly. You pouted. It wasn’t fair. You wanted to sleep but your mind wouldn’t shut up. You would gladly let Queen Rapunzel hit you in the head with her frying pan if it knocked you out. Maybe she could also sit down with you and review the reasons for Corona’s alliance with Arendelle—augh! Shut up!

It wasn’t time to think about that. It was time to sleep, and it had been for a while. But you couldn’t.

You squinted at your phone again. You didn’t want to disturb your roommate’s slumber, but maybe you could talk to someone else. Yawning, you opened your contacts and tapped to call your boyfriend.

The phone rang thrice before you heard Carlos de Vil’s groggy, perplexed voice say your name on the other end.

“Hey.” You spoke softly so you wouldn’t wake your roommate.

“Hey.” Carlos’s voice was equally soft, probably so he wouldn’t wake up Jay. “Why are you calling so late? Is something wrong?”

The worry in your boyfriend’s voice brought tears to your eyes. Well, it was a combination of his worry and your stress. Ugh, the stress was enough that pretty much anything could’ve made you cry right then.

“I can’t get to sleep,” you said.

Carlos let that sit for a beat before replying. “Something’s upsetting you. Do you—yawn—want to talk about it?”

“Um. I guess I could?” You stayed on the call but returned your eyes to the ceiling. “I can’t stop thinking about schoolwork.”

“Mm,” Carlos hummed. “Any class in particular?”

“Mostly precalculus and history.”

“History of Auradon?”

“Yeah.”

“Do you still have homework to do?”

“No, I . . . I mean, I attempted all of it, but I’m pretty sure I got at least half my precalc homework wrong.”

“I can help you find a tutor in the morning.”

“Do you know someone who could tutor me?” you asked.

“I’ll be able to find someone,” Carlos said with a yawn. “Remember, I’m friends with the king of Auradon, and he knows a lot of people. I’ll find someone to help you.”

“Thanks, hon. That’s so sweet of you.”

“And you said HIstory of Auradon was bugging you, too?”

You sighed. “Yeah. There’s a unit test at the end of the week and I’m so not ready.”

“There are definitely people who can help you with that,” Carlos said. How he managed to sound so confident while also sounding sleepy, you couldn’t figure out.

“Thank you,” you said.

“Are you still feeling bad?” Carlos asked.

The lines on the ceiling turned into royal family trees. You squeezed your eyes shut to block them out. “Gah! Yes!”

“What can I do to help?”

“I don’t know,” you grumbled. “My mind won’t shut up.”

“Hmm.” Your boyfriend was silent on the other end, but you could hear the gears turning in his head. “We need to find something for you to focus on so your brain won’t be able to think of schoolwork.”

“What do I focus on, though?”

“Um . . . have you tried counting sheep?”

You laughed. “Oh, I tried. I can’t count normally anymore. I try to count, but my mind goes to pi over six, pi over three, pi over two, two pi over three—”

“Okay, okay,” Carlos said. “Let’s stay away from numbers. And lines. And curves. And . . . what is the test on Friday about?”

“Royal alliances,” you said with a groan.

“Then let’s stay away from royalty, too.”

“Hard to get away from around here,” you said.

Carlos laughed. “You’re right about that. On my first day in Auradon, every other person I met was royalty.”

You laughed. “I’d love to go far away, maybe second to the right and straight on till morning, if it meant I never had to look at royal lineages ever again.”

“Oh!” Carlos almost interrupted. “I have an idea! Tell me five things you can see right now.”

“Uh . . . it’s dark.”

“Oh, well, um.” You could picture the adorable sheepish look on his face. “Well, it’s not completely dark, is it? You can still see a few things? Maybe five things?”

You looked around the room. Your roommate’s bed appeared colorless in the dark, but you could see its outline. “Bed.”

Between the two beds, the moon shone through the window. “Window. Moon. Curtains. Five things?”

“Five things.” You could hear the smile in his voice.

“Um . . .” You looked at your desk. “Desk.”

“Good,” said Carlos. “Now what are four things you can touch right now?”

“Uh . . . phone. Bedspread. Pajamas. Um . . .” You switched your phone to your other hand so you could reach out to touch something, anything. The wire of the phone charger brushed against your fingers. “Phone charger.”

“That’s good.” He yawned. “Can you tell me three things you can hear?”

“Your voice,” you said, smiling. Carlos chuckled on the other end of the line. “Your laugh. And . . . um . . . oh! My voice.”

“Good job. What are two things you can smell?”

“Hmm.” You thought about it. You were so used to how your room smelled now, in contrast to the beginning of the school year, that you couldn’t smell it anymore. “Does my room count if I can’t actually smell it?”

“I don’t think so,” Carlos said gently. “Is there anything in the room that smells different?”

You inhaled deeply, trying to focus on your surroundings. You smelled . . . pencils? “Pencils,” you whispered. “I sharpened my pencils not too long before I went to bed.”

“All right. Anything else?”

You sniffed the room again. “There’s a faint smell of laundry detergent on my blanket,” you said.

“That’s your two things,” said Carlos. “One more: what’s one thing you can taste?”

“One thing I can taste,” you echoed. You opened your mouth to taste the air. Nothing. Wait. No. There was—

“There’s still a bit of garlic taste in the back of my mouth,” you said, trying not to giggle. “From dinner. I guess I didn’t get it all when I brushed my teeth.”

Carlos laughed. “Don’t you brush your tongue?” he teased.

“Shut up,” you said between laughs.

“Sounds like I’ve woken you up more,” Carlos said. “Sorry.”

“Maybe, but it’s okay.” You yawned. “Or maybe I’m not more awake?”

Your boyfriend let out a soft, warm chuckle. “Is your mind quieter now?”

“Yeah, but . . . I’m worried it’ll become noisy again. And what if I run out of things I see and hear and touch?”

“I’ve found it helpful to list other things,” Carlos said. “I would list, just to myself, all the dog breeds I can name.”

“I could probably only name five,” you admitted.

“It doesn’t have to be dog breeds,” he said. “It could be anything you know well that gets your mind focused on one thing. Cat breeds, moons of other planets, celebrities with blond hair, InstaRoyal models.”

You laughed and yawned again. “I might try cat breeds, at least at first.”

“That’s good. I hope you get to sleep soon, babe,” Carlos said in his gentle voice.

“Thank you, hon.”

“Good night. I love you.”

“Love you too.”

Your phone beeped, signaling the end of the call. You placed your phone back on your nightstand and returned your unfocused gaze to the ceiling.

Cat breeds, Carlos’s voice echoed in your memory. You imagined cuddling with him on Evie’s couch, his arms encircling you as you listed off cat breeds.

Siamese. Persian. Burmese. Tonkinese. Oriental Shorthair. Oriental Longhair. Himalayan. Him a sittin’. Him a standin’. Oh, he a-comin’. Heheh. Focus. Cat breeds, cat breeds. Uh, Ragdoll? The rexes, the rexes. Cornish Rex. Devon Rex. British Shorthair. Russian Blue. The blue one from France, what was its name? Bordeaux? Or was that a type of candy? Maybe you would have candy tomorrow.

What were you thinking about?

Right. Cat breeds.

The swimming one, the swimming one—the Turkish Van. Persian. You already said that. Abyss . . . Abyssinian? Yeah. Sphinx. Wirehair. The ears, the ears ones. Scottish Fold. American Curl. Amer . . . American Shorthair. Norwegian Forest Cat. Maine C . . .

You had fallen asleep.

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