alright guys i (as an unfortunate american) structured the story as if ur in american high school (scary ik trust me) so keep that in mind! enjoy <3
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"shit!" i say raising my voice slightly. "what's wrong now" my friend tommy says from next to me. "my ride cancelled on me" i say with my head in my hands. there aren't any buses that could take me home, which would be fine but the problem is it's a 45 minute long walk from the closest bus stop to my house. so i kinda need someone to drive, i'm a sophomore and so is tommy, but we both turn 16 around the end of school the year, so basically neither of us can drive yet. "i can talk to some of my friends if you want." he says turning his body to face me.
i turn my face to him, resting my chin in the palm of my hand. "like who tom? the big scary senior with long pink hair, who i'm pretty sure hates me?" i raise my eyebrows at him. "ok techno doesn't hate you, really he hates everyone- except me of course." i roll my eyes "so who?" i sigh, growing weary i close my eyes and rub my temples to ease my stress. "i could talk to wilbur?" i open my eyes and look at tommy again. "who's wilbur?" i question. "he's a junior, he's actually in our bio class, plus i ride home with him sometimes." i says "i thought you rode the bus" i say giving him a confused look. "well i do, but me and wil have been getting really close so i like to ride with him. what do you say? i can talk to him next period about it. since you'll be there and all, i can introduce you two." i nod my head at him before speaking "yeah sounds good. tap my shoulder when the bell rings, ok?" i say putting in my noise canceling headphones so i can get some work done without getting a major headache from the loud talking all around me.
30 minutes later i feel a tap on my arm, i quickly close my laptop and put everything into my bag, taking my headphones off my ears to lay on my shoulders while we walk to our next class.
walking in we take our seats towards to back right of the class, we took a test yesterday so there wasn't to much going on in the class other than going over the answers. "hey, wil!" tommy says to a taller male as he walks through the door. tommy waves him over to sit at our table. i take in his appearance, fluffy brown hair falling slightly over his rounded glasses, which sit on the bridge of his nose that is slightly pink from the sun, and a little smile on his lips. he sits across from me and tommy saying an elegant 'hello'. "this is y/n" tom says motioning to me, "ah so you're the infamous y/n tommy brags about all the time" wilbur says turning to attention to me, i turn to tom making a snarky comment "wow tom, i knew you loved me but bragging about me to your friends. that's a new one" i say smiling "i don't brag about you!" he says doing air quotes around 'brag'. "i beg to differ-" wilbur chimes in " you're always 'oh y/n is so cool' 'oh i love y/n' 'oh they're so funny'-" wilbur says making his voice go higher while imitating tommy before getting cut off by tommy yelling over him. i giggle a little as the boys begin fighting like brothers.
"ehem, gentlemen if you're done yelling at each other i have a class to teach." the teacher scolds from the front of the classroom, i put my hand over my mouth to muffle the laugh threatening to slip through my lips. "well it's lovely meeting you y/n." wilbur says turning his attention back to me. "it's nice meeting you as well" i say back. i take more time to study his face, he's pretty. his eyes darting from one aspect of my face to another. my eyes fall on his lips, they look so soft. would it be out of line to ask what chapstick he uses? "are you two done?" tommy says, causing my eyes to leave wilbur's face.
"oh- uh yeah" the boy across from me says, blush spreading across his face. "well the reason why i introduce you two is because y/n's ride kinda cancelled on her, and we were wondering if you could take her home." tommy says with a 'sweet' smile at the end. "of course i could" he says with a sweet smile. "thank you wilbur"
timeskip
it's been a couple weeks since wilbur started driving me home. we've gotten a lot closer in those past couple weeks, and i've developed a massive crush on him. i mean come on, you can't blame me. today tommy decided he wanted to be a dick and got sick, so it's just me and mr. wilbur soot himself on the ride home today. "hurry your ass up or we are going to get stuck in traffic." wilbur says from next to my locker. "oh shut up" i reply flipping him off. he grabs my hand, a seemingly harmless gesture, that makes my stomach erupt with butterflies. i get my hand away from him before closing my locker. "let's go loser" i tell him as a sign that i'm ready to go. he jogs a little to catch up with me as we walk out of the school.
