You've got to believe (a ben bruce fan fiction)

A budding friendship

After getting ben all sorted I dragged his reluctant ass to science.

Thankfully I didn't have a partner yet so I basically dibsed ben.

"I like science! It makes me feel like a wizard. IT MAKES ME FEEL LIKE HARRY POTTER!" I began to say and ended up yelling. People looked at me like I was insane.

"Harry potter is shit" ben laughed

"Oi fuckface!" I scolded him

"The first three books are pretty good, then it got too long and drawn out. And the movies are fucking terrible" ben ranted

"You're a giant fuckface and I've only known you an hour" I laughed

"You're a shitdick so it's okay" ben smirked

I hummed along to the opening music to Harry potter as I mixed the chemicals.

"Wingadian leviosa" ben laughed as he waved a pencil in one hand and threw his book in the air with the other.

"I'd cast a fuckface spell on you but you're already a fuckface" I giggled

"You've pretty much decided that's my name haven't you?" Ben asked with a humorous smile

"Yep I have" I nodded proudly

"Well then you shall be shitdick forever" ben grinned before sticking his tongue out.

The bell finally rang, indicating out first break.

"Freeeeeeedom!" I yelled as I hurdled a table and ran for freedom.

I guess my freedom run was a little useless because I tripped over my own feet and landed on my face.

Ben had lost it. He was laughing hysterically a he walked towards me.

He stopped laughing when he slipped on a loose piece of paper someone had left on the linoleum floor.

We were both face down pissing ourselves laughing, earning looks from people passing by.

Eventually we stopped laughing and ben helped me up. His goofy grin was plastered on his face.

"I'm super glad I found you sheltering under a tree" I laughed as we walked to the back of the oval for a smoke.

"Hey you make it sound like I was a stray cat or something" ben pouted, trying his hardest to hide the smile that threatened to poke through

"No sir, you're a stray fuckface" I chuckled

"Shitstick" ben nodded

"You called?" I said in a posh accent, tipping an imaginary hat

Ben had lost it again

We sat behind the big green electric box thing and chatted while we smoked our cigarettes.

"Give me your phone Shitstick" ben demanded as he held out his hand for my phone

I raised my eyebrow and reluctantly agreed

Ben took a ton of selfies, uploaded them to my twitter, Instagram and Facebook. He handed it back and the contacts were open

"What did you do?" I asked suspiciously

"I may have sent a selfie to everyone. And added my number" he smiled proudly

I checked my messages and found an awful selfie of ben pulling a weird face.

"That's gonna be your contact photo" I laughed

"Good then" he nodded

I searched for ben in my contacts and couldn't did his name

"What did you put your contact name as?" I asked

"Fuckface what else?" Ben chuckled lightly.

I grabbed his phone after setting his contact photo.

I uploaded a bunch of selfies to his social media, changed his wallpaper to me, entered my contact as "shitdick is perf" and added a contact photo

"Shit dick" ben smirked when he saw what I had done.