Math class. On of the worse things in the world, next to pineapple pizza.
I sat in math class, bored of my mother loving mind. Even with how smart I was, math sucked. When was I ever going to use any of this again? I knew the basics of course, 2+2=4 and so on and that's all that was really important. Was I ever going to go to the grocery store and have the clerk tell me
"Your price is the square root of 25 times 3 plus 4 squared."?
No. The dude would just begrudgingly tell me my price was 31 dollars and some change and then we'd both go on with our lives.
I sighed for the 56th time and Jefferson turned to me.
"You okay shortie? You're sounding like a stereotypical emo with all that sighing."
I chuckled,
"Yeaa I'm fine. It's just, this class sucks balls."
Many might find it strange that I was conversing with Thomas after the event a couple days ago, but honestly... I think I'd go through it all over again for this man I'd just met a couple months ago.
Thomas smirked.
"You know what else sucks balls?"
I shook my head, ignorant to his innuendo. He laughed.
"My gay ass, and, yours would be preferred."
I snorted trying to hold in a laugh. He did not just say that, did he? That may have been one of the stupidest thing I'd ever heard.
"Sweet Jesus, Thom. That was terrible."
He leaned back in his chair and chuckled quietly.
"You love it though."
I shrugged, he wasn't wrong."Doesn't mean I want your terrible jokes in my life."
He cocked a brow,
"Oh? Well all I am is a terrible joke, so, if you don't want them. You don't want me."
I opened my mouth to respond but then closed it, finding no fault in what he said.
"That's what I thought shortie."
He looked down at the math sheet in front of us for a second before shoving it away, tucking his pencil behind his ear and turning to me.
"Can i try my pickup lines on you?"
I bit my lip
"Depends. Who are you trying to pick up?"
"You-" he whispered in a painfully seductive voice. "-who else."
I shivered and he smirked.
"I'll take that as a yes. So, short stack, did it hurt when you fell from heaven? 'Cause doll, you're an angel."
I chuckled,
"No actually, I crawled up from hell."
He face palmed, shaking his head.
"Of course. That explains why you're so hot."
My face flushed and Thomas laughed.
"How'd I do?"
"8/10, but only because of how flawlessly you responded to my answer."
He pumped his fist into the air, ignoring the weird looks our peers gave him.
"Hell yea! Your turn."
I shook my head, blushing.
"N-nah, I'm not any good."
He shrugged,
"Who gives a fuck? Come on Ham, hit me."
I sighed, rolling my eyes.
"Fine, but you can't regret it later."
He nodded and I took a deep breath, preparing to eternally embarrass myself.
"Damn boy are you a botanist, 'cause I wanna cloro-fill you"
Thomas stared at me, silent. I looked at the ground and opened my mouth ready to apologize for my terrible pick up, but before I could say anything he started quietly clapping.
"Nine. Out. Of. Ten. You fucking nerd!! Of course you'd hit on someone with some smart shit. Got anymore like that??"
He laughed and I smiled, glancing up.
"You actually liked that?"
He couldn't of had. Lauren's never like my jokes, or pick-up line... honestly, he never really found any humor in anything I did.
He raised a brow,
"Is that actually a question?? Hell yea I liked it."
I smiled at the weird new feeling Thomas was giving me. Him liking my line wasn't something big, it just felt like it was though.
If he liked that one, maybe he would like others.
"In that case, are you an astrologer, cause I see the universe in your eyes."
Thomas -surprisingly and interestingly- blushed, running a hand threw his mess of curls.
"That was cheesy af."
"It's how I do."
We both laughed and as I looked at him, I realized something. Thomas was beautiful. I've thought about it before but it was different now. It wasn't just a physical attraction anymore. It was his smile, his laugh, hell, his entire aura. He shone light and happiness he was like some kind of beautiful black hole, and...i just couldn't help it.
I got sucked in.
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