A Cinderella story: geek vs charming

Decisions decisions

"It's just you and me now." I say to Thomas and sit beside him on the bed.

"What did he talk to you about?" Thomas asked worried.

"Can we please forget him now" I say and face Thomas who still has a look of uncertainty in his face.

"Fine" he mutters.

"And one more thing, if you convince your brother to tell you when I leave I want you to know that I think you look better than your brother." I say quickly and he blushes.

I've had enough feels to last the whole year in one day,today.

"Where's your glasses?" Thomas asks and I take them out of my back pocket.

"Right here" I say and hold them up.

"Why arnt you wearing them?" He questions.

"I was....gonna clean them" I covered.

"Oh okay, ...I like your hair down" he said smiling and getting a little shy.

"Awe,thank you Thomas. I love your hair style" I said and he blushed a little and returned the thanks.

"So, now what" Thomas asks after a moment.

"You were the one that wanted privacy" I counter.

"Yeah I know" he mutters.

"So" I say back.

*awkward silence*

"Hey,umm..." I start shyly.

"We could do homework" I say but ask it more like a question.

"Okay" Thomas agrees and we retrieve our backpacks.

We work on algebra for about an hour then Thomas' mom brings us snacks witch consist of grapes and cookies and iced tea.

He work for about 30 more minutes side by side on our chemistry homework. 😏And Not romance chemistry. Then Troy knocks on the door. I pop up from Thomas' side to open it since we locked the door.

"What,shuck-face" I demand when I open the door and see him standing there with a smirk on his face.

"My mother told me to get a shirt on. she doesn't like the view, unlike some people..." He says smirking still and I punch his gut. It's not hard but it's enough to make him double over for a moment.

"Oww" he says blatantly before he pushes by me and walks in.

He snatchs an light blue American eagle shirt and glares before leaving again. I relock the door and return to Thomas.

"I know he's a jerk, but why'd you punch him?" Thomas asks,not defending,just curious.

"Thomas no matter what he says I think you look better that him" I say and not actually answer his question. I see A smile tug on the corners of Thomas lips.

We start working again and when we finish that we read on the class book for English. We take turns reading a chapter at a time. Thomas got a long chapter and I wanted to lay my head in his lap but I got shy.

"Tommy" I asked right before he started reading.

"Yeah" he said looking up at me.

"I don't really know how to ask this, umm........" I sputtered. I couldn't be that straight forward and I didn't know how to signal with my eyes with out looking extremely weird ..if you know what I mean.

"You can ask me anything" Thomas replied.

"And your sure I won't be awkward?" I asked back.

"If it is then scr*w it" Thomas replied smiling. I then let go of the hand I was holding of his. And shifted and laid my head in his lap. He looked down at me lovingly.