[I don't even know.]
Tony loves parties. He loves the drinks, the beer, the games. Spin the bottle, being one of them. With two girls snug against his sides, he reaches over the brunette head and twirls the empty beer bottle.
It lands on someone he's never seen before. He thinks she goes to his school, maybe sits in his Chemistry class.
Her cheeks burn red instantly, eyes widening as she looks at the bottle. "O-Oh no, I'm not.."
"C'mon, (Y/n), don't wuss out," One of the girls sitting next to her nudges (Y/n) with her elbow. "It's just a kiss."
(Y/n) huffs, turns back to Tony, and leans forward. "Fine."
Tony just grins, takes his arms off the girls' shoulders and plants a chaste kiss on her lips. He instantly tastes her lip balm instead of sticky lipgloss or lipstick, and leans back with a curious smirk.
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It's Monday morning and Tony can't remember if Carbon is higher up on the periodic then Helium.
He sighs, looks around the class tiredly, and spots (Y/n) a few desks down with a pencil between her teeth.
Tony don't turn away when she looks up, continues smirking until she sticks out her tongue and his eyebrows shoot up in shock.
"Anthony," Mr. Fury snaps. "Get back to work."
Tony blinks at his paper in confusion, not knowing how to react to having someone stick their tongue out at him. Like a little kid.
And then the bell rings. He packs up his stuff, catches (Y/n) as she flies out of the room just in time.
"Hey," Tony throws his bag over his shoulder and matches her quick strides. "Hello? Someone's trying to talk to you. Maybe you should slow down?"
"Go away. Please," She adds the insincere apology almost as an after thought. "I don't like you. Go hang out with someone else."
"But I like you."
She snorts and quickens her pace until she's almost running. "No you don't."
Tony frowns. "Yes I do-"
"You don't even know my name," she stops so abruptly Tony almost trips over his feet. "And you're annoying. Goodbye."
Tony stares as she steps into the classroom, waves, and sits down. "It's so on!" He declares, holding up a fist as he marches away.
