Double Or Nothing // C.T.H

10 ~ Thomas

(A/N- IM SORRY FOR MAKING YALL WAIT SO LONG! Here is a picture of the cute little Thomas to help make up for it!)

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I can feel my heart drop once our teacher asked to hand in our assignment.

I left it on my desk, unfinished. I forgot all about it last night, with everything that went down with Calum and all.

How could I be so irresponsible? I should have just not eaten dinner until I was done with my homework, it would have been good motivation.

"Thomas? Your homework please?" Mr. Wilson asked, looking at me expectantly. "I uh, I left it at home sir." I cringe. A few of my classmates stair in shock. Not once have I ever left and assignment and Home, never less incomplete.

Even Mr. Wilson's jaw dropped for a split second before he replaced it with a Smile. "No sweat Thomas, you can just turn it in tomorrow for half credit."

I swallow hard. Half credit? Mr. Wilson walks away before I could beg him to take it full credit.

"Look at him, he's shitting himself over half credit." Peter chuckles, whispering to some guy beside him. I scowled to myself.

Peter is Seth's right hand mate, his co-captain. Where ever Seth was, Peter was there with him. Except for the few classes they don't have together.

I sigh and sink down into my chair, counting the seconds until the last bell would ring.

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Gathering my books into my arms, I slowly walk up to Mr. Wilson's desk.

I clear my throat. " Um, Mr. Wilson?" I place my things on a desk, rubbing my hands together nervously.

He looks up from a paper he was marking, his eyebrows raised. "Yes, Thomas?" He leans back in his chair, turning his full attention to me.

" I was wondering if it was at all possible that I could get...full credit?" I ask. He sighs and I rush to continue before he could reject. " I've never turned anything in late before, can't you just let it slip this one time? Please. You don't understand how much my grades...effect me." I plea, biting my lip and tugging on the collar of my shirt.

His lips form into a straight, thin line, his eyes scanning over my worried face. "Thomas..." He sucks in a deep breath."As much as I would like to ' let it slide', I can't. If I did that then I'd have to for everyone else. It's just not fair to the other students, Mr. Hood."

My fumbling hands drop to my sides, a long breath of worry flowing through my lips and I tilt my head back in a 'I give up on life' fashion.

"Are you sure? There's no way you can't let me have even just a be more than half?" I try one last time, my heart racing with anxiety.

"I'm glad that you're concerned about your grades Thomas, but is there something I need to know about? Something at home? I've never seen someone this worried about a grade, that most likely will be a passing one."

I lift my head back to Mr. Wilson, giving him the most convincing smile I could muster before grabbing my books. "Oh, it's nothing, I just like to keep my grades up." I say quickly.

He watches me for a few seconds, a unconvinced look in his face. "Okay, well, just remember that you can tell me anything, alright."

I give him a short nod, mumbling a "yea, of course." Before stumbling out of the room.

Now wishing that I had more classes to go to, I yank my beanie that I stole from Calum off, tugging at my loose waves.

Maybe mom and Dad won't notice? I mean, it's still going to be a passing grade, it'll be fine. I try to reassure myself as I open my locker, shoving my things into my bag and pulling both straps onto my shoulders.

Just as I was about to turn the corner, a loud bang suddenly filled the air and I almost scream in surprise.

I freeze, listening for more sounds, but only hear shuffling and a few sniffs.

My Curiosity gets the best of me and I poke my head around the corner, feeling my stomach twist with surprise at a crying Peter.

He was slumped against the lockers, his cheeks red and flushed, fresh tear tracks streaked down them, his dark brown hair a mess and his eyes dark with sadness.

Another bang was heard as he slammed his head back against he green lockers. He lets out a loud sigh before rubbing his eyes roughly and walking out the doors.

It takes me a moment to comprehend what I just saw. I've never seen Peter in such a vulnerable state, he's always been so mean and rude to me, I've never thought about him being sad.

For some unknown reason, my heart hurts ever so slightly at the thought of him ever being  sad.

But, I brush off that feeling. I have more things to worry about.

I walk briskly home, rushing straight to my room and finishing my paper with extra effort, hoping that in anyway I could get some extra points.

I could hear my mom and Calum arguing about something downstairs, and it reminds me of the debate.

I haven't gotten any information to help back up my claim and rebuttals.

I groan, my head hitting my desk with a soft thump. I hope that I debate against Valerie, I didn't get to talk to her much at lunch today, she was doing most of the talking.

Apparently her and Calum met this morning, before school. They just, starting writing a song together.

I can't help but feel slightly upset at the fact that they literally just met and she got to help in with his songs.

I've always hinted that I could help, I like to write, and I think I could make a pretty darn good song if I tried.

But then again, I don't need another distraction from my grades. As if on cue, my mom swings my door open, her hand on her hip.

" Dinner is down stairs, I'll be in my room, don't bother me." She says harshly. " I don't know what to do with your brother, he's going to drive me insane. Thank the lord you didn't turn out like him." She smiles at me before pecking my head and leaving my room.

All my parents comments about my brother have really been getting on my nerves lately, but I'm too scared to say anything.

Dads already on- edge with me because of my low grade that I made the other day, if I talk back to him, I'm afraid he'll get angered.

And we all know that I'm no where near as strong as Calum is when it comes to my dad.

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A/N

Sorry for the super long wait, I was just updating my other stories (which you should go read if you haven't, it's will really help you understand more)

And I feel like this chapter sucks. Sorry, I blame my sickness. I feel like poo.

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