You swing past the door into Biology, tapping your friend Lisa, Who had her head glued to the desk- probably sleeping.
"Y/N your late, why?" The teacher said, causing the classroom to all turn and watch you take a seat. "Uhh i forgot my bag, Sir"
"That's funny, seeing as though you don't have a bag, ever." Mr Weber says writing your name down on the board for a detention.
you trail your pen along the desk, zoning out.In through the windows flies a cold breeze, sending an array of shivers throughout the room.
wishing you brought a jacket, you scribble on the desk aimlessly
For at least halve an hour you sit listening to Mr weber drone on, about diabetes or some shit. Until something happens that catches your eye. The door crashes open and in walks a tall boy, with blonde locks.
Something about him was so alluring. Maybe the way he walked in with such confidence, or his unusual hight? Or, his face..
Mr weber turned around to face this boy, unable to hide his discomfort as the student towered over him. "oh.. i completely forgot- this is our new classmate Tom, everybody."
After pointing to the empty seat besides you, Mr weber continued with his lecture. Not that you where listening- You we're fixated on this new person, was his name Tom?
He plops into the seat, looking at you, smiling and then placing his head on the desk.
hmmm
Before long, however, Tom had lifted his head up, seemingly studying the board. He interrupted the teacher and asked
"why have you got y/n written on the board, what does that have to do with biology?"
You felt yourself sink into the seat, not even bringing yourself to look at him. But he'd probably already realised that it was her by the glances from the class.
"Y/N is written on the board because she has a detention with me, Get used to it though, her names up there a lot."
The class chuckled as the bell rang, signalling a wave of students jumping up and exiting.
Until it was only the two of you left in there- and mr weber however