WHINYB?

Ch.3: Awkward

"Are you okay? You look awful."
"Good morning to you too Tucker." I replied, sounding a bit annoyed. Tucker watched as I aggressively grabbed a mug from the cabinet. Filling it to the brim with coffee, drinking it eagerly. Ted walked into the kitchen and yawned. "Good morning guys, how'd y'all sleep?" He asked while opening the fridge. I choked on my coffee and spat it out in Tuckers direction. "Woah, hey!" He shouted, jumping back.

Teds innocent question made my mind go straight to the dream I had last night, of Y/N admitting her feelings to me. To the image of us kissing. You alright there Schlatt?"
"Fuck, yeah- The coffees uh...hot." I cleared my throat. "And now it's all over me." Tucker groaned, patting himself dry with a paper towel. "I gotta change my shirt." He whined. "To be fair that one doesn't match your pants, I'd suggest a lighter color." Ted chipped in. "I'm wearing black." Tucker huffed, stalking away.

I cleaned up the rest of the coffee that splattered on the counter and sat at the kitchen table, clutching my forehead. "You sure you're alright?" Ted asked, concerned. "Yes. I just have a headache. Do we have any pain pills?" Ted stood up and walked over to the medicine cabinet. "Er- no we don't." He muttered, I sighed and leaned back in my chair. "Eh- pills are for pussys anyways, I'll just deal with it."

"I'll pick some up on the way home after classe." Ted offered, closing the cabinet and walking back over to me. "Start getting ready, we gotta leave in 40 minutes." He pat my shoulder and went back into his room. Tucker emerged wearing a black sweater with bright yellow pants. "Jesus, never thought I'd say this to you of all people but- take your pants off."

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After finishing my coffee I took a quick shower and got ready. Putting on a grey sweater with black shorts and my New York Yankees hat. My head was still pounding as Tucker, Ted, and I left the house. The two talked but all I could think about was the dream I had last night. Y/N's warmth....her smile..her touch. Gross. Get this fucking shit out my head.

I was ripped from my thoughts as Teds busted 2002 Toyota Tacoma pulled into the schools parking lot. I got out of his truck slowly, my head still pounding. "See you guys at lunch." Ted said, waving at us while walking in the direction of his class. Tucker and I have English class together. We walked in silence, Tucker occasionally showing me something funny on his phone. As we stepped into class I sat with Tucker at our shared desk.

My eyes repeatedly glancing at the door. Waiting for Y/N to arrive. It so happens that she's in both of my classes, and she sits with me and Tucker at our table. My head slightly perked up as I caught a glimpse of her. I quickly made myself relax, trying to be nonchalant. Kaylee spotted us and smiled warmly offering a small wave. Tucker waved back and I nodded my head.

She sat in front of us, plopping her things onto the table. "Good morning." She said cheerfully. "What's got you all energetic this morning? Yesterday you shushed me for breathing too loud." Tucker asked with a chuckle. "To be fair you breath really loud and I had a headache." She reasoned. "Tell me about it." I muttered in agreement. "You alright Schlatt? You look kinda pale." She changed the subject.

I opened my mouth to speak. "He's got a headache." Tucker said for me. I glanced at him annoyed. Kaylee makes an 'O' with her mouth and starts digging through her backpack. I watched curiously as she pulls out a bottle of migraine pills. "Two of these will fix that immediately." She said, handing the bottle to me. "Schlatt won't take them, because apparently "pills are for pussies." He recounts Ted and I's conversation from earlier.

"Were you listening to our conversation? You creep." I huff and take the pill bottle from Kaylees hand. "And stop speaking for me." I grumbled, taking two pills and popping them in my mouth. Swallowing them without water. Kaylee smiles at me warmly before saying. "Guess you're a pussy."

Tucker erupts in laughter, smacking my arm. I roll my eyes, a small smirk tugging at my lips. "Fuck off."