✔️ Tom Holland Imagines

Getting The Guy

Summary: It all started as a game... So everything ends as just a game right?

Requested: No

Word Count: 1.3k

Warning(s)?: Senior!Peter and Reader, Meangirl!Reader,

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Getting The Guy

You took down the notes for modern history with a huff, leaning back in your chair as you swirled your black ink filled pen around your doodle filled notebook. Chewing the piece of watermelon gum in your mouth, you blew out a small bubble as you continued to right, your arm resting on the arm of your chair as you continued to scribble down what was on the board. You flicked your hair to the side and turned, smirking at one of the many boys who were gawking at you. You sent a flirtatious wink his way, causing the boy to squirm and blush in his seat, quickly turning back around to his focus on his work. You smirked to yourself, reached a perfectly manicured fingernail to remove the whisp of hair that fell over your eyes before continuing on with your work.

''5 more minutes'' The teacher announced in a clipped tone, earning an eye roll from you. You reached for your iphone inside your jean pocket and decided to scroll through social media seeing as you were already finished.

''No cell phones in class Miss Y/L/N'' The teacher spoke up in a tired tone, saying this for what was probably the fifth time this week.

''Sorry can't it's an emergency'' You reply, popping your bubblegum.

''It's a what?'' He asked, not making you out clearly. You sighed and rolled your eyes, leaning forward in your chair to smirk at the teacher in front.

''An emergency, you know, a serious, unexpected, and often dangerous situation requiring immediate action. E M E R G E N C Y'' You finished, spelling out the world with a devil like smile. The teacher just scoffed and rolled his eyes before turning around to continue with his class work.

''Just.. put it away'' He caves, flicking his hand in motion before turning back to the white board. You caught the attention of a brown eyed boy, looking at you in disbelief before shaking his head side to side, going quickly back to his work.

You kept scrolling through facebook till you stumbled across a very interesting post. It was about spider-man of course, some snob offering a reward for any information gathered about him. You just smiled to yourself shaking your head, ignoring the post before liking one of your friends pictures with you and a few others, all standing around together holding drinks in your hands.

~Break

''Come on! It'll be so much fun! Imagine the huge popularity boost you would get!'' You smiled and laughed at your friends antics, turning to face both Samantha and Bethany with raised eyebrows.

''That is so sixth grade'' You spoke up, returning to your meal on your tray.

''No it's not'' Samantha defends, sending a glare your way before quickly smiling once again.

''All the guys do it, this year it's the girls turn and...'' You zoned off when Samantha continued speaking, not really interested in what she has to say.

''You in?'' You just nodded your head, assuming she was talking about going shopping or something out of school. Instead, both Samantha and Bethany started to squeal together in excitement,

''Okay who should we pick?'' Bethany asks Samantha, totally avoiding your confused gaze.

''What?'' You asked with food in your mouth, receiving disgusted looks from both girls.

''We should look to the losers table, they wouldn't last two weeks the poor things'' Samantha spoke up causing Bethany beside her to let out a girly giggle.

''What the hell are you guys on about?'' You asked, wondering what the hell your two best friends where up to. The both smiled at you before turning to scan the cafeteria, taping away at their phone screens.

''OMG I found him!'' Samantha squeals, showing us all a pictures of a blonde guy. You rolled your fork in your hand as in 'what?' motion.

'''Nah, he dated Stace Chamberlain freshman year, can you imagine the amount of disease he is covered in?'' The girls both giggle yet again, earning a small smile from you.

''What if it's Salmonella?'' Samantha asks with a giggle, earning a small scoff from you but you quickly covered it over with a cough. Smooth.

''...No....way'' Bethany speaks up, quickly typing in her phone to show us a picture of this time a brown eyes boy with brownish hair. He was kinda cute you guessed.

''Him, he'd follow you around like a lost puppy! He'd immediately fall in love with you! It's fool proof!'' Samantha smirked at Bethany and clapped her hands together.

''We have found your perfect victim'' Your victim?

Bethany and Samantha both turned to face you now, still giggling to themselves in excitement.

''Tom and Bradly are going to shit themselves once they realise your playing0

''No, hell no'' Your eyes immediately widening as you finally realise what they were talking about.

''Oh, come on! It'll be fun! And you'll win like 1 thousand dollars'' Bethany countered.

''five hundred and no it's not! It's for lame degenerates who have nothing else better to do with their lives then to make an incessant mess of someone elses'' Both girls looked at you like you had grown two heads.

''What does Inceasement mean?'' You rolled your eyes at Bethany, trying not to laugh while swallowing your food.

''Anyway, It's only Bradly left so... the challenge is, get the guy to fall in love with you by spring break and you win!'' You twirled your fork in your hand in complete boredom.

''How does that work?''

''Bradly has till a week after to get Emma, if he gets her before you get this Peter boy the guys will win this contest again 5 years in a row, we need you to win! for the girls sake!'' Bethany whines.

''Still sounds lame'' Both girls mouths fall open in shock.

''Do you want to finally buy that dream car you have been saving up for since freshman year?'' She struck a cord there. You needed that car to finally leave this place and finally get to Princeton, your dream place for college. You couldn't handle another moment in Queens New York.

Pulling money together was tight, you friends didn't know this but every pay check was tight. Your family may have lived in a nice house but after your father becoming bankrupt in his company finances, its been a downhill slope.

''I still don't get why your parents won't just buy you the damn car, mine did'' Samantha speaks up with judgement laced through her tone.

''I told you, they want me to pay for it myself to teach me responsibility'' Lie, there was no way you were going to tell them your family were broke so you had to get a job and save up for your own car. Both Bethany and Samantha came from very wealthy backgrounds and so did you, that's probably why you guys quickly became best friends, rising to the top of the social food chain because of the designer clothing and expensive materials you showed off.

''Ugh anyways...'' Bethany speaks up, turning her head to face the 'losers' table with disgust.

''You in?'' Bethany asks, smirking as she lent forward on the cafeteria table. You starred over her shoulder at the chocolaty eyed boy who was currently laughing with his friend, his smile just radiating boyish innocence for miles. With a final glance and smirk, ignoring the small tingle in your stomach you spoke up confidently.

''I'm in''

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A/N: It is getting harder and harder to update every weekend, writing new imagines all the time you eventually bring to run out of ideas and/or inspiration xx not to worry, I'll continue updating, just may not be every weekend ❤️ but I love you guys so much! Thank you!!!