jasper high school

I Don’t Like You, Remember?

Chapter one of a bellarke high school au

Clarke’s mom had been remarried for close to four years now, but it was still the first time that her dad didn’t drop her off at the front of the school on her first day back. That alone was enough to ruin Clarke’s day, but it was her dread of seeing the one responsible that was already beginning to make her blood boil.

“Clarke.” Jasper waving his hand outside her window drew her out of her head. His voice was muffled by the glass between them. “Are you going to get out of the car or are you going to sit in there all day?”

Sit in here all day, she thought. Anything to keep her from facing Wells. She was afraid she might punch him too hard if they crossed paths, and it wasn’t out of pity for him either–she didn’t want to be held accountable if she did any damage to his head from impact.

Still, Clarke knew that holing herself away from the world wasn’t going to get her into med-school, so she opened the door against better judgement. “Jasper?” Her stepbrother was sitting crisscrossed on the parking-lot pavement, leaning with his back to the car and his messenger bag in his lap. “Why are you on the ground?”

He scrambled to his feet, taking care to wipe gravel from the back of his jeans. “I wasn’t sure when, or if, you were going to come out.”

“You didn’t have to wait for me, you know.” Clarke pressed a button on her keychain and the vehicle locked behind her.

Jasper shrugged. “Maybe not, but it didn’t feel right to leave you behind.”

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High School Marching Band AU because I’m a band geek!!

-Jasper is a football jock playing in the band to get closer to Peridot. The sousaphone is like the only instrument she can tolerate. Plus she actually likes the low notes.

-Peridot is a division leader that can play multiple instruments from the woodwinds and brass sections. Mainly helps Jasper with notes and rhythm difficulties.

-Lapis is part of the color guard and hangs out with Peridot most of time in and out of band.


Chief Editor Zoe Monroe takes to twitter in an attempt to garner the general attitude about Lexa’s transfer and discovers three things:

  1. Monty Green is the kindest person on the planet
  2. Jasper Jordan is the epitome of a straight white male
  3. Clarke Griffin is salty
Jasper Jordan Imagine - It's A Date

Jasper x Reader

High School AU’s
“we’re on a field trip and THE BUS LEFT WITHOUT US THIS IS A NIGHTMARE”



“Okay guys, I’m-” I wipe my slightly wet hands on my jeans, looking up to see my group had vanished into thin air.

“What the fu-” I begin, only to be a cut off again by a sarcastic voice: “They left without us.”

I turn, confused, and catch a pair of warm brown eyes with my own. Jasper Jordan, a seemingly quiet boy with scruffy brown hair and a passion for bad jokes stands before me.

I scrunch up my nose, my eyebrows crinkling in concentration. “What do you mean, ‘they left without us’?”

He sighs. “I mean just what I said. The bus left. Without us. They’re gone, but don’t panic, you’ve got me.” He says, the right side of his mouth twitching upwards.

I sigh, running my fingers through my knotted hair only to get them caught and awkwardly untangle them as Jasper gives me an amused smile. He speaks again, “Seriously though, don’t worry about it. I’ll call Monty and he can probably get a message to the school. We’ll be out of here in no time.”

I suck my teeth, nodding disbelievingly. “I’m sure he will.”


It’s half an hour later when Jasper stops tapping on his phone screen. “Monty says they just got back to the school, they’re sending a teacher back to get us.”

I roll my eyes, nodding. “Just an other half hour to wait then.” Sarcasm evident in my tone.

I can see him turn to look at me, his eyes shining. “There’s no need to be so rude about it.”

“I don’t know why you’re shouting at me, it’s your fault we’re stuck here.” I say, crossing my arms and sighing.

I can see his raised eyebrows from my peripheral vision, “How is it my fault?” He asks.

I sigh again, glaring at the steps we’re sitting on. “I don’t know… it just is, okay?”

He shakes his head, smiling amusedly, he speaks. “It’s neither of our faults. It’s the stupid school’s fault for being so unorganised and not checking they had all the students.”

'Stupid logical jerk.’

“Fine,” I begin. “If you know so much and think oh so logically how come they didn’t notice we were gone sooner?”

I turn to see his hands in the air, the boy shrugging his shoulders, “I don’t know, Monty’s the smart one, not me.”

I roll my eyes again. “Well I wish I was stuck with Monty then.” I lie, immediately feeling guilty when his face falls.

He looks to the ground, picking at his nails. “Sorry I’m such an inconvenience.” He mutters, his tone quiet.

“Jasper, I didn’t mean it-” I begin, trying to apologise, when he cuts me off.

“No, I get it, Monty’d be more helpful than me.”

I cast my eyes to the ground, silently cursing myself out. We don’t speak for another twenty minutes until a small, red car comes zooming into the parking lot. A teacher recognise but don’t know the name of jumps out, apologising profusely as Jasper and I clamber into the back seats. He doesn’t speak even then.

It’s when the car starts moving that I whisper to Jasper, “I didn’t mean it.”

When he doesn’t reply I speak again, “What I said, that’s I’d rather be stuck with him, I didn’t mean it. I’d pick you over Monty any day.”

His eyes don’t move from the window and I sigh, looking to my lap. He’s stubborn-

I feel something brush my hand and look down to see his own, lightly taking hold of my own. I turn to him, feeling my heart beat quicken in my chest. His eyes are staring into mine, a pink tint to his cheeks.

“I guess I can forgive you,” he whispers, the side of his mouth turning up in a side smile. “I guess you’ll just have to make it up to me somehow.”

Squeezing his hand, I ask, How so?“

He smiles, a dimple forming in his left cheek. "The local cinema, Saturday, maybe?”

I can feel my cheeks darken slightly as I nod, my heart racing.

“It’s a date then.” He says, and I can practically hear the smugness in his voice.

He doesn’t let go of my hand even when the conversation ends, his hand warm against mine as the soft music floating from the radio plays in the background.

It’s a date.

Human Peridot - Steven Universe

OKAY BUT THIS IS SO MUCH FUN <33 I ended up doing this entire “what would Peridot wear if she went to scool”-thought process, and then my boyfriend wanted to join and now we’re doing sorta like Jasper and Peridot human high school versions I don’t even know any more.

I went for a nerdy look of course, complete with crying-breakfast-ipad, touch gloves and glasses. And I figured Peridot would totally be the person that would clash different greens just to stand out.