Snapped. (Thomas Jefferson X Reader)

16 - Lunch and a Proposition

*Thomas' POV*

"I have a proposition for you." I said, leaning against the locker next to (Y/N)'s as she pushed a folder back inside and grabbed her phone and purse, ready for lunch.

"Really? Well, not to sound rude but can we discuss this over lunch, Mr. Jefferson?" she smiled, closing the metal door and looking up at me.

"We can indeed, Miss (L/N)." She linked her arm through mine and off we went in the direction of McDonald's.

What? We're broke-ish teenagers and we're hungry.

However, I was stopped by my friends. Apparently it's acceptable to interrupt when your friend is hanging out with a girl he's trying to win the affections of.

Yeah, I've come to admit that too now.

"Ooh, off on a date are we?" James smirked.

"It's not a date. We're just friends." I said quickly. (Y/N) looked up at me while James and John (Adams) glanced at our linked arms.

"Friends can go on dates can't they - I always go on lunch dates with my friends." She said.

"What about Thomas? Surely he's more than a friend by now." John gave a smug glance at me while I frantically shook my head, making my hair bounce a little.

"Of course! He's more important than just a friend." She said, shocking me and my own friends.

"Oh?" James raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah. He's the reason my Instagram looks decent." She smiled.

Oof.

James started laughing, Adams did too once he saw my face. I hoped I'd kept that expression hidden.

"Aw, you look like a kitten that's been kicked.  I'm sorry Tommy. Of course we're good friends. Now if you'll excuse us, we have a lunch date." (Y/N) said, pulling me in the direction that we were originally headed.

"Where are you going on said 'date'?" John asked.

"McDonald's!" We called over our shoulders. I could faintly hear James mutter a response.

"And they say romance is dead."

***

About twenty minutes later, I was sat at a table with a group of people I never thought I'd call my friends.

And Aaron.

"Really, it's gross." Laf said while the rest of us laughed. Laurens walked over after finally collecting his... salad?

What is the actual point of coming here to buy a salad?

"What's gross?" He asked.

"We were talking about why I don't swim at the beach," My cousin began. "and I said it's because of the seaweed. I'm serious - seaweed rubbing against you is like having Satan caressing your legs and feet, smiling while whispering 'mayonnaise'."

"Thomas, why have you been caressing Laf's legs, smiling while whispering 'mayonnaise'?" Alex asked me, causing everyone else to burst into uncontrollable laughter again.

"Yeah, yeah Hamilton, real funny. Anyway, why, pray tell, is your boyfriend eating that rabbit food when we're in McDonald's?" 

"I'm a vegetarian Thomas." John deadpanned, sitting beside his boyfriend.

"They serve vegetarian meals, Laurens."

"They do?!"

"God, Hamilton. What've you done to him? Kept him locked up?" Peggy laughed.

"Well..."

"Okay! Enough said!" Angelica interrupted.

"Oh!" (Y/N) gasped before turning to me. "What was this proposition you had for me?" All of a sudden, all eyes were on me. Well... this was happening.

"Well, I... I uh..." Just when I needed it, an idea struck me. Perfect, this will work! "I was wondering if you wanted to join me back in Monticello for the half term. There's a pretty nice lake that I thought would work for a shoot."

"Sounds like fun. What do you guys think?" She asked the others. I sighed a little and rested my head in my hands. She really could be clueless sometimes. Luckily for me, Aaron spoke up.

"Sis, I think he meant just you."

"Oh. Oh! Uh..."

"You'll have one of the guest rooms. Don't worry, the place is huge and I'm not a perv." I laughed.

"Coulda fooled me." Hamilton muttered, making me kick him under the table.

"Sure, sounds like a plan." (Y/N) decided, smiling up at me.

Perfect. Not what I originally planned to say but now, I have an idea.

I just hope I can pull it off.