Lunchtime Ideas

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            "C'mon man, put the book down for five minutes." I look up from my book, probably for the first time since I sat down. "Hmm.?" I make a noise around the pizza I'd just stuffed in my mouth. "What?" I raise an eyebrow, still talking with my mouth full.

"So?" Cisco elbows me in the side as I close my book.

"So what?" I look at him with a raised eyebrow.

"Dude, you weren't even listening to us. What were you reading anyway?" Oliver snatches my book and snorts. "Schoolwork, Really? You're already so far ahead, you don't even need to read it at this point." He laughs and I shake my head and snatch it back.

"No dude, I was a little busy reading." I shake it as I say the word reading for emphasis before setting it down where I had it before. "So, what's your question?" I bite into my pizza again.

"So, did you get a date for the winter formal yet?" Oliver inquires as he wags his eyebrows at me and Cisco pipes up again. "Dude, I thought we were gonna go together as a group. There's no chance I'll get a date." He groans.

"Ah, yeah you can. You'll be fine Cisco." Barry pats him on the back, "I'm pretty sure I'm worse off than you are."

"No, I don't have a date." I roll my eyes as I respond to Oliver's question.

"No?" he snorts, "I'd have figured you would by now."

I scoff, "Well do you?" He hangs his head a little, "Uh, no." His smirk falls a little and he shakes his head.

Oliver looks between us; from me, to Barry, to Cisco. "You know what, we should all make the effort to get dates for the formal."

I look between my friends again. "What?" I raise my eyebrows.

"You heard me." His eyes roll. "Cisco, you should ask out Lisa. Barry you should ask out Felicity. I should ask out Laure. And-"Cisco cuts him off, "Dude, if I even try to talk to Lisa her brother Len will kill me. I really don't wanna die man." He laments.

"Dude, don't worry so much. We'll take care of Snart if we have to." Oliver smirks again, confident in his idea.

"Are you sure dude?" Cisco still sounds worried as he stands up and hoists his backpack onto his shoulders.

"Yeah, I'm sure."

"Hmm. All right. I'll try." He relents and looks to Barry, "Oh, all right. I'll try too."

Everyone looks to me, "I mean. I guess."

"It's settled then. We're all going to have dates for this formal."

Before we can say anything else the bell rings and we jolt to our feet, yanking our backpacks up from beneath our chairs. Quickly I grab my tray as we shove our way through the crowd, and yank the rest of my pizza off the tray as I pass it back to the washroom.

"See you guys later." I call around my pizza as I wave to my friends. Fighting the sea of people, I manage to make it to my class just before the final bell. Setting my bag down with a sigh I unzip it to pull out my books and immediately stop. Shaking my head I sift through my things again only to realize I was right the first time, "Dang it." I shake my head

"Is something wrong Mr.Raymond?" My teacher Professor Stein looks at me sternly, and I almost sink in my seat a little. "Uh, yes sir." I clear my throat, "I forgot my book in the lunchroom. May I go retrieve it please?" I grimace as he lets out an exaggerated sigh, "Oh all right, but make it quick!" He waves me towards the door and I nearly bolt out of my chair.

Hurrying back into the lunchroom I zoom over to where we had sat earlier only to realize I don't even see my book. "Ah man, where is it?" I kneel down and look under the table before checking the top and chairs. I let out a groan as I push myself away from the table in defeat and make the trek back to my classroom without my advanced mechanics textbook.

My lips are tight as I slide back into my seat. "Well, where is your book Mr. Raymond?" He raises an eyebrow at me.

Sighing I answer, "It wasn't there. Someone must have grabbed it. I'll check the lost and found after school." I pause before quickly tacking a "Thank you." On at the end.

He rolls his eyes and continues the lesson. My shoulders sagging a little I realize I've missed quite a bit of notes and I pull out my notebook with another sigh.

Suddenly I feel a tap on my right shoulder and my head snaps up to see who's trying to get my attention. I let out a small breath when I realize it's just Felicity. She's holding out some papers to me, "Here." She murmurs quietly. "The notes you missed." Her voice is so quiet even the professor doesn't notice it.

"Thanks." I mouth back to her with a smile on my lips. At least I'm not going to be missing much from this class.

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