TMNT: 2003 Boyfriend scenario - Love Is Blossoming.

Restless studies - Michelangelo

Note: Not remembering who the boy is? Check out 'What are we? -Michelangelo' and you'll get your answer.
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Teachers always say it's easier to work when doing it with someone else. Your partner can spare with you and give you a push when your stuck. They can encourage you when you're lost and help you out when you're in trouble. They also, however, can annoy the crap out of you, which in case was happening today.

In last class your dear homeroom teacher had given you the important homework to write an essay together with a partner. The assignment itself wasn't too bad, but unfortunately you today had a hard time concentrating, and having your flirtatious playboy of a friend being your partner didn't help at all.

As soon you both had taken a seat in the cafeteria to start with the essay, you knew instantly it'd never work out. You and (Bff/n) usually worked great together. After all he was your best friend, next after Mikey of course, so why shouldn't it work out between you? The answer was simple: Neither of you could concentrate properly.

The essay was about love which sadly meant it gave (Bff/n) a great opportunity to flirt with you instead of actually helping with the whole assignment. Your excuse for being absent-minded, however, was not very convincing. You simple had one of these days where everything seemed so long-lasting.

You sighed loudly and slanted back into your seat. This was going nowhere. "(Bff/n), do you have anything other than compliments to me you want to add?"

Doing the exact same action as you your best friend send you a weak smile. "It's not my fault you're constantly on my mind."

"I've already told you, it won't work on me," you said rolling your eyes tiredly.

"Aw, but it worked with (???) last week," he sulked.

Instinctively you both looked over your shoulder towards (Bff/n)'s latest offer whom he had broken up with just a day ago. The poor girl sat a few tables from yours, while surrounded by a crowd of other girls, who wanted to hear the story of her relationship with the 'dating god'. Although the gossip was pitiful, you didn't blame the girls for their curiosity. From what you had heard; (Bff/n) had used more time with this girl longer than he had with any of his previous girlfriends.

You turned back to him with a wry look. "Are you telling me, you try to catch my attention with a pickupline you already have used?"

"I did a effort," he replied with a shrug. Sending you a hopeful look along with a charming grin his lips curved upwards. "Would you consider it more, if I used a new one?"

Leaning forward to rest your elbows on the table, you glanced to your empty computer screen as you declined another thousandth time. "I'd consider it more, if we actually could get something done. We only managed to write our names, and we've been sitting here the last 20 minutes!"

As if to confirm your statement, he tilted the screen towards himself to get a better look. Resigned he nodded in approval. "Okay, I promise we'll work now. Let me get us something to drink then we continue."

Pushing his chair out, he stood from the table and headed over to the queue. Exhausted you sighed and shut your computer. By the row of students who were standing in line, you were pretty sure you another 20 minutes would pass before you could start on the assignment. Much like on cue, you heard a beep form your pocket. Mildly surprised you couldn't help but winder as you saw the familiar icon that showed you had gotten a text from Raph. He never texted you, so why now?

Raph: Hey pretty sunshine.

You: Eh, Raph? Wrong number.

Raph: What? Noooo. Chica, it's me, Mike!

You: Mikey? That's you? Why are you texting me from Raph's phone?

Raph: Wait a second. Raphie's trying to kill me!

A sense of relief rushed through you as your pounding heart calmed. Of course it wasn't Raph who'd start out a conversation with you like that. That'd just be outright weird, coming as he already had a girlfriend and for another thing were you brother-in-law.

Waiting for another text, you were startled to hear your phone instead began ringing. Quickly you pressed receive and raised it to your ear, only to remove it again just as fast as loud shout were coming out from it.

"Knucklehead! Come hear so I can smack you!" Raph's rough voice resonated from the other end somewhere in the background.

"Dude, I'm trying to have a conversation hear. Shush," you heard Mikey muffled reprimand, before his voice finally reached your ear clearly. "Hey chica! How's your day going?"

"Alright, but...again, what's going on Mikey?" you questioned as hearing a new dark insult from Raph which probably would have been censured if on TV. "Is Raph chasing you?"

"Huh? Oh yeah..." Through the phone you could hear Mikey whine and his breathing quicken. "It's not a big deal. I just stole his phone, because my own needs batteries and I missed you too much to wait for it to charge."

"Aww," you awed and giggled. "Silly. Why didn't you just ask him to burrow it?"

"That'd be no fun!"

"That's so like you, Mikey."

"Yeah! Young, free and handsome," Mikey joked, although he said it with enough confidence to be serious. "Anyway, did I disturb you? What were you up to?"

Glancing down to your laptop you heaved your third sigh in under an hour. "Trying to do homework, but it doesn't go well, so we're taking a break."

"Don't feel too down about it, (Y/n). If you don't finish, I'll help you, but that's impossible, 'cause you'll do great!" Hearing Mikey's always so encouraging words put a bright smile to your lips. Somehow, his way of cheering you up always put you at ease. Even the muffled squeals afterwards managed to increase your mood positively. "Oh, well I'll have to...NO, no...Good Raphie-boy...ARGH! Help!"

"Give me that!" you heard Raph grumble, "If you want help, (Y/n), ask Donnie. Mikey's going to be busy hanging out from Empire State's building."

Without further explanation the connections was cut off, and you found yourself grinning sheepishly to yourself. (Bff/n) returned just a moment later with your drinks, while sending you a odd look for your sudden change of mood. Settling back comfortable into your seat. The rest of your study session went smoothly and in high spirit.