Solangelo One Shots

2 kool 4 skool

Will's POV

A poke in his back found him staring into Nico's hazelnut eyes, glittering with devilish glee. "We have double lab chem after this?" he whispered, flashing Mrs. Johnson a simpering smile. Her eagle eyes bored holes into him but after a few seconds she moved on, berating Percy about his forty five on the geography quiz. 

"Yeah, I think so." Will kept his head tilted down to the desk, covered in doodles to avoid making eye contact with Mrs. Johnson. The way her malice-filled eyes seemed to sag into a wrinkle lined face made shivers shoot up his back and he always seemed to cower underneath her gaze when she stared down her crooked nose at him with that frown, like when he hadn't cleaned his room for a month and a half and his mother was starting to get more than displeased. "Why?" Mrs. Johnson shot him a glare and he waved his hand in a feeble return, his muscles untensing when she sat at her desk, pulling out her evil red pen to finish grading the quizzes. 

"Skip with me?" Nico asked. "It's last period on a Friday, and I really can't deal with Mr. Marco's stories about how our phones are destroying our intelligence, or about how he's finally going to start his protest to get rid of our school laptops after three years of threatening it." Will hid his laughs in the sleeve of his sweatshirt, ducking down low to his desk underneath Mrs. Johnson's gaze. 

"As much as I'd like to," he grinned once he straightened up. "I can't just skip. What if we have a pop quiz?" 

"You know what we're gonna have?" Nico asked, a smile playing across his face. "Oh, you kids are destroying your brains, you know that? You kids are going to have robots controlling your brains by 2030 and you won't even care because you'll be brainwashed. Is that really what you want? Is it really?" Will's body was shaking with suppressed giggles and he turned to face Nico, slinging his arm around the back of the chair. He could feel Mrs. Johnson's gaze on his back but in that moment, he didn't care. "Oh, also, by that time he'll be so in your face you'll be in the splash zone. Do you really want remnants of leftover fish sticks on your cheek? Is that really how you want to spend your Friday afternoon?"

"Fine," Will sighed, turning back around. "Don't expect this to be a normal thing, though. Just a warning." 

"Hey, one time is good enough for me." Nico leaned back in his chair, a satisfied look on his face. "Let's try to get out of here before the next class starts, when everyone is still walking. That way we'll have the maximum amount of time." 

"Why do we need so much time?" Will asked. "Aren't we just gonna walk around?"

"Will, I'm disappointed in you." Nico leaned forward, his elbows resting on the desk. "Do you really think I'd just drag you out of school with no plan? No, I've got somewhere in mind, don't worry." Nico was so close Will could see the twinkle in his eyes, the tiny gap between his teeth, the tiny bubble of gum he blew out from his lips before it popped with a sharp crack and he sucked it back into his mouth. 

"Wait, where?" Nico shook his head, leaning back in his seat. "Nico, come on. Tell me where we're going!" 

"Sorry, Will, can't do that," he grinned. There was a sparkle of fun in his eyes, as if he was having fun leading Will like a cat with a laser. "It's gotta stay a surprise." 

"You're impossible." Will turned around, bending his head low to his work. He couldn't see Nico's face any more but he could still hear his voice, sweet and smooth a foot behind his head. 

"And that's why you like me."

As soon as the halls were filled with the bustle of activity, the raucous chatter and the squeak of sneaker soles against linoleum tiles Nico grabbed Will's hand, pulling him against the pull of the tide, forcing their way to the lobby. "Come on," he hissed, looking furtively around. His backpack hung loosely from his shoulders, papers from the day shoved hastily inside. "Now. The receptionist is gone, we have the perfect window." He tugged on Will's arm and he stumbled after Nico, falling out of the door into the crisp autumn air. Leaves twirled from the trees, red and orange splattered onto the once green leaves. The grass crunched underneath their feet as Nico tugged him along, leading him past thick oak trunks and open windows with the voices of teachers drifting overhead. "We should be in the clear," he whispered, ducking behind a tree and peering around the corner. Will's elbow rubbed against Nico's and he could feel the cool wind blowing though his body and sending shivers up his spine. He could see goosebumps popping up on Nico's arm as he shivered.