Full Summary: Jonas King is the biggest homophobe in school. He thinks homosexuality is a contagious and deadly disease and does everything he does to stay away from it. But what happens when he finds out the ever popular, bisexual, and hot Cody Weber, has a crush on him? Well, a few expected things and some not so expected. Just like Mitchell—Cody's introverted little brother—never expected to fall in love with the author of a journal he found lying in the park…and he doesn't even know the owner's name.

What a Coincidence

Chapter One – Part One: Does Peanut Butter Even Go Bad?

(Jonas's P.O.V.)

Oh my god, who would want to see that on their way to lunch? Because I was sure that I didn't! It completely ruined my appetite. Now I couldn't eat my delicious peanut butter and jelly sandwich that I'd made this morning. Well…maybe that was a good thing because the jelly had probably made the bread all soggy on the one side, and I wasn't exactly sure how long that peanut butter had been in the cupboard. Did peanut butter even go bad? Wait—I was digressing. Back to the point: I didn't want to see an obvious display of affection (in this case, hand holding) between two males when I was about to eat. It was disgusting.

Of course I was talking about the two scene boys that were walking on the opposite side of the hallway of me. At least they had that much decency left in them. If only they would stop touching each other!


I was repulsed!

Okay, I knew they are only holding hands, but still! Guys weren't supposed to hold other guys' hands. It was completely immoral. Those two were going to hell, for sure. Along with the other forty-five percent of this school that is homosfsaiehfkje—Good Lord! I couldn't even say the word because it was so tainted.

"What are you doing Jonas?" asked a recognizable female voice from behind me. I jumped in my seat and turned around to see the smirking face of my best friend, Ellie.

I shook my head at her before turning back to my soggy sandwich. I saw her sit down next to me out of the corner of my eye as I continued to stare at the two scene boys, revolted. They were so close to each other. So very close. How could they get that close to each other while sitting in these cafeteria chairs? Oh well, it didn't really matter because they managed it somehow. And—Oh, Jesus save us! They kissed!! They just kissed—right here, in front of everyone! In front of me! Oh the horror! AHH! They did it again! MY EYES!!

"Earth to Jonas!!" Ellie called, waving her hand in front of my face. "Seriously if you stare any harder your eyes are going to come out of your head."

I looked over at her, feeling nauseated. "I wasn't staring!" I hissed at her. "And it's their fault. They shouldn't be doing that in school—no. They shouldn't do that anywhere!"

Ellie gave me the look that told me she thought I was completely hopeless. "You're a prick, you know that? Just because they're gay"—my eyes widened as she said the dreaded word and an expression of pure abhorrence crossed my face. She sighed but continued on, choosing to ignore my reaction. "Just because they're gay doesn't mean they're bad people. Actually—Seth and Matt are really cool guys."

"You've spoken with them?" I asked her incredulously. She nodded her head slowly with her one eyebrow cocked curiously, and I gasped. "You shouldn't do such things, Ellie! You might contract their disease!"

"Homosexuality is not a disease!" Ellie practically shouted at me. I flinched slightly as her hazel eyes narrowed at me to glare at me ferociously. "And neither is being bisexual for that matter."

I sniffed and sat up straighter, hoping I looked as defiant as I wanted to. "It's still wrong," I stated.

Elena opened her mouth to say something but closed it, shaking her head and rolling her eyes. "You're impossible," she told me as she stood up, "and because I've had enough of your immature bull-crap, I'm going to sit with Cody today."

"Cody," I spat his name like a vulgar word.

He was the most popular guy in school and not in the sense of stuck-up jock popular. No, he was popular in the sense that he would talk to anyone and everyone, and he was nice to everyone and anyone. Cody was an all around good, friendly guy. Everybody liked Cody Weber—except me. Take one wild guess to why…

Yup. He was bisexual.

Ugh, the word was like sweaty underwear in my mouth….mind?


Ellie rolled her eyes at me one last time before stalking across the cafeteria. I had to admit that having her as a friend was actually quite surprising. Not only did she put up with all my 'immature bull-crap', but she was also the prettiest girl in school. Everyday she got asked out at least once by some random guy, but she always turned them down. And no, I didn't have a crush on Ellie. We'd been friends since preschool, so she was more like my sister than anything else. My point was, though, that I was surprised she stuck around when she got super pretty in ninth grade.

I was sure that she would have ditched me but she hadn't. I asked her why once, and she told me it was because I was the only one who didn't like her just because she was hot. At the time, I was pleased with that answered, but now I was sure there had been a hidden meaning in it since I remembered that she had a smirk on when she told me. I wonder if I should've been concerned…

Anyway, another reason I hated Cody was that he was the only other guy that didn't seem to be interested in Ellie. Once she'd found out Cody wasn't going to drool all over her like every other guy in school, she'd befriended him. And that wasn't very hard to do seeing as Cody liked everyone—literately. I was a jealous. Ellie was almost as close to Cody as she was with me. Secretly, I was afraid that Ellie would get fed up with me one of these days and would replace me with Cody.

Oh, yes, that was my worst nightmare because she was really my only friend. No one else was willing to put up with me.

I wondered why that was…

"Oh my gawd!" one of the preppy girls from the table near me started, and even though I knew I was probably going to regret it later, I focused all of my attention on what gossip she was about to spread. Hey, it could've been good blackmail for me to know.

"Don't you think that Cody Weber is the epitome of hotness—a sex god?" she asked and all the girls at her table let out high pitched, shrill giggles. "He's fucking gorgeous!"

"I know! I know!" another girl exclaimed then sighed. "But you know he likes boys more than girls. My brother told me that he caught Cody and Kevin Gibson having sex in the boy's locker room last Friday!"

"No way!" several girls shouted and the one girl with the brother nodded with a smile. All the girls were silent for a few seconds before bursting out in giggles again.

Yup, I knew I was going to regret it. And now I could feel the peanut butter and jelly coming up my throat to make me pay for it.

Oh god! Ewwwwwwww!!

I ran out of the cafeteria, and spent the rest of the period in the library, trying not to puke.


(Cody's P.O.V.)

"Dude! Hell-ooh? Cody!"

I shook myself mentally and looked over at my best friend, Chris, with my eyebrows raised. "What?"

"I've been talking to you for the past ten minutes, thinking that you were paying attention to me, only to find out that you've been staring off into space, not listening to a word I've been saying," Chris told me, looking exasperated. It was gone a second later, though, replaced with a roguish grin. "You were watching him again, weren't you?"

"Maybe," I said in a monotone.

I turned my attention back to the table across the cafeteria with only two people sitting at it, ignoring Chris's sniggering. A moment after I started watching, I saw one stand up and start walking, towards me. I smiled to myself but kept my eyes on the lone figure still sitting down. He was eating, probably a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, and glancing around at everyone suspiciously. Knowing him, he was probably making sure he was far enough away from all the out-ed gays and bis he knew of. God, I swore if that boy got anymore homophobic he'd have to lock himself in his room and never come out. And it was just my luck that I had a huge crush on him.

"Oh, Elena, you're looking lovely today!" Chris greeted the blonde girl with a smile. I rolled my eyes the same moment Ellie did.

"You're wasting your time, Christopher," Ellie informed him for the hundredth time as she sat down on the other side of me.

Chris continued to smile, though, and let out a chuckle. "So, you're still sticking with the story that you're a lesbian, are you?"

"It would seem that way," Ellie snapped, "seeing as I am."

"Sure! Sure!" Chris winked at her, making her scoff. "But I can tell you're just using it as an excuse so you won't have to go out with me."

Both Ellie and I sent him a glare, and I had to restrain from smacking him in the back of the head.

"Shut up, Chris—you're aggravating." I told him, shaking my head at him before I turned to Ellie with small smile. "So, what's a matter honey?"

"I'll give you three guesses," she said sarcastically, rubbing her temples. "I can't believe Jonas is such a homophobe! It's ridiculous, really." Ellie huffed loudly, putting her forehead down on the table. "He basically told me just now that I can't talk with Matt and Seth because I might 'contract their disease'!"

I gave her an incredulous look. "You're kidding…"

Ellie shook her head while it was still against the table, causing her long blonde hair to fall in her face.

"I can only imagine what he'd do if he found out that you like him," she said, sounding slightly amused.

Chris snorted into his lunch. "He'd probably kill himself."

"Was I talking to you?" Ellie hissed and I put a hand on her shoulder to calm her down.

Every time Jonas started his homophobic crap around her, it always got her worked up. And seeing as she couldn't really take it out on Jonas because that would mean admitting that she was indeed a lesbian, she loved nothing more than to take it out on anyone who annoyed her. In this case, it was usually Chris.

"I don't know, Ellie," I told her. "He never comes within a fifty foot radius of me, you know that. That alone should tell you that he wouldn't take it lightly."

Ellie laughed a little bit. "I think you should tell him. I just really want to see what he would do." A smirk graced her lips and I wondered what was going through her mind. "Who knows? It might actually help with his phobia."

I shrugged as an answer and looked up just as Jonas practically ran out of the cafeteria. I sighed inwardly to myself as I watched him disappear out of the door.

I really did like Jonas. I had to admit that it was pretty much a sexual attraction, but there was something else as well that I couldn't place. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that he was pretty much untouchable. Or maybe it had something to do with the fact that I found his fear of gays to be a major turn on. It might've been that deep down I had a feeling that he was unconsciously gay himself. I wasn't exactly sure why I liked Jonas King. I just know I did—a lot.

And I also knew that I would find a way to make him mine.

So, yeah. I decided to go through this and fix the mistakes. And holy pajamas, there were a lot just in the first chappy. Sheesh. And no, I'm not rewriting it. I love the way this turned out minus the mistakes. Besides, if I rewrote it that end up eff-ing with the sequel, which I'd rather not do.

Lots of love!