Thomas Brodie Sangster Oneshots

TBS - Boy Next Door

hey y'all!

this is my first time writing a one shot book with my favorite actor. So, please don't hate me...(I don't know why I'm even saying that).

~author-chan~

I'm sitting in my room staring at the ceiling. I was starting my first year in the City of London Freemen's School.

When I moved to London, I was forced to live with my aunt from my mom's side. Living in New York was fun, but I wonder if British school is any better.

I'm pretty sure that Bronx High School of Science is nothing compared to this one. Even though, I do have a fondness for science.

~next morning~

"Y/n, it's time to get ready!" My aunt shouted.

"Yeah, yeah...I'm coming!" I rush out of bed and dress into my most casual outfit. I came out wearing jeans, a camisole, and a mid-sleeve red plaid shirt.

"Oh dear, y/n. You can't wear that on your first day of school." I rolled my eyes. "Come on now, auntie...please."

"I won't take off this shirt. Besides, it's autumn, so why would I want to?" She sighed. "It's too slutty, y/n. Now go change..."

I shook my head. "No, I'm satisfied wearing it and I'm going to school wearing this. End of discussion."

~20 minute walk later~

I arrive at Freemen's School and on the way, I walked past the all-girls and all-boys only schools. I wonder if those are any better than here? But whatever, I'm staying at Freemen's for these next four years.

I stop by the Enrollment Office and see the headmaster's office up ahead.

I wait by the secretary's desk until the headmaster was done with her current meeting.

"The headmistress is ready to see you now." The receptionist called.

I nod and smiled. "Thank you, madam."

"Good morning, Headmistress." I say gently.

"Good morning, young lady...I welcome you to City of London Freemen's School. What's your name?"

"My name is y/n l/n. I moved to the UK just a few years ago and it's my first year here." I shyly tucked a piece of hair behind my ear.

"So, since school doesn't start for another 10 minutes, let's talk about your enrollment papers."

Her accent was strong...as an American, I was unamused. I mean, unless it's a guy speaking, then I find it attractive.

Oh stop it, y/n. You're not a pervert. Everyone's accent is as it is.

I mentally slap myself. "Here's your schedule, and map of the campus. Then locker # and combination. Our week is a bit bazaar, schedule wise."

"I'm afraid I don't understand..." She chuckled a little.

"Well, every two weeks or so, our core classes are off, and only electives are taken. But for now, since the school year is just starting, it won't happen until the first three months of the year."

"Understood..." I smiled. "I hope your first year here at Freemen's is great, y/n."

I stand and bow my head as I left. "Thank you, Headmistress. I'm glad to be here." Just before I went through the door, the headmistress told me something.

"Be sure to keep an eye out for my son...he's a popular boy but, there's one type of girl he's looking for." I blush.

Her son?