I reluctantly got up and went to Tom. He was smoking and had his feet on the chair. He smirked when I came over.
"Hey look it's StuCo's vice."
"And it's Tom. You must have a record for how much you gotten into detention."
"I try."
I rolled my eyes.
"So how are we gonna-"
"Come to my house."
"What?"
"If you need a ride just say it."
"What I never-"
"Met me in the back of the school five minutes after school ends."
The rest of the time was silence and I was mentally planning the project. Tom was smoking and his eyes never left his phone. The bell eventually rang. Five minutes. I decided to go to my locker to get everything I might need to finish this project.
Three minutes. Nothing wrong with being early. I walked to the completely other side of the building and made it with one minute to spare.
"So you did arrive." He smirked.
"We need the get this project done."
"Then hop on."
I got on the black Harley. I put on a spare helmet and he got on. We drove off and we listened to random music. Honestly I enjoyed the feeling of the wind against my cheeks. I smiled. And laughed.
"So good-boy can smile."
I rolled my eyes.
"And who knew Tom could actually do something fun."
"Just call me Tas."
"Tas?"
"A nickname."
"Okay then."
We got to Tas' house. And went inside it was surprisingly huge. Who knew Tas was a was a rich boy. We went upstairs and then two rooms to the right and we were at his room. His room was huge. It had posters on the wall saying very southern things. The room was a mess.
I sighed and started to pick up things.
"What are you doing?"
"I can't work when the room is a mess."
"Who said anything about working."
"We have a project."
"And we have a weak."
I continued cleaning. He grabbed me and threw me.
"What the fuck dude?"
"You need to learn to live a little."
"And you need to learn to focus on school."
"You know what they say."
"What?" I said fucking pissed to the max.
"All work no play leads to a crippling old man."
"No."
"Come on."
"No."
"Come on."
"No!"
"If you do this than I will pay attention and work for the rest of the project."
"You think it's gonna have that much effect on me?"
"I know."
"Okay. Deal."
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High School Males x male reader
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