Trigger Warnings: Minor swearing (so bbh please leave) and cringe
Eret POV (there will eventually be fundy pov i promise)
Eret went to school early again. He needed to find this Fundy kid so he could do his homework. As he was walking through the halls, heading to the library again, he was so lost in his thoughts he bumped into someone and knocked them and a stack of books over.
"Shit! I'm sorry!" He knelt down and picked up a couple books. As he reached for another, his fingers grazed the other's hand as they reached for it also. Chills were sent down his spine. Had he heard the other person's breath hitch, or did he imagine it? They locked eyes for a second.
And in that one second, just for that one second, Eret swore time stood still.
Damn.
This boy was cute as hell.
He had cinnamon brown hair that was perfectly fluffy. His chocolate eyes sparkled when the light hit them, exposing golden brown flecks. His cheeks were slightly pink and freckles dotted them lightly.
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(this is what the stranger is wearing btw)
The other boy cleared his throat. Eret felt his cheeks go red as he realized he had been staring. Who could blame him? This guy looked like a fucking angel.
"Take a photo, it lasts longer." The boy said with a teasing smirk. He took the books from Eret and stood, brushing himself off. Cradling them in his left arm, he offered Eret, who was still on the ground, his free hand. Eret looked at it for a second, admiring the boy's black-painted nails, then took it.
"Sorry I ran into you. Are you ok?" Eret asked concernedly. (is this even a word?)
"Other than feeling like I just ran into a very tall brick wall, I think I'm fine." The other said, smiling a bit at the end. "Hey... I know you. You're that basketball player... Eret, right? 5th most popular guy in school?"
"Yeah, that's me. And who did I have the pleasure of knocking over?"
The other boy laughed. Even his laugh was cute.
"I'm Fundy. 49th most popular boy in school."
Eret wasn't sure he heard him right. This was Fundy? He had imagined a smart kid as someone wearing glasses and plaid button-ups. Then again that was pretty stereotypical.
"I've heard of you. You're that super smart kid who gives answers. I've been looking for you for 2 days!"
"Let me guess, you're failing, don't feel like doing homework, and are too lazy to study for tests?"
Eret nodded. "That about sums it up."
Fundy sighed jokingly. "Well I guess I could help you... for a price."
