braces, and letterman jackets // jamilton

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| third p.o.v |

thomas walked into the classroom, his cheeks still completely painted with a red blush. luckily, thomas hadn't seemed to late, to his surprise, there were plenty of seats with missing students, and the teacher seened to still be preparing for his first class, thomas took a quick glance at him, he was definitely tall, his skin was a light caramel, and his head was clean of any hair.

surprisingly, this was probably the most hot teacher he had laid his eyes on, and he had plenty of them.

the teacher glanced at thomas, causing the boy to become even more flustered then he already was, thomas quickly turned to look away, staring at the ground with a nervous, and embarrassed expression. he decided it would be best to take his seat already, seeing as he already embarrassed his self within the first 3 minutes of class, he didn't want to cause anymore ruckus.

he eyed the seating arrangement, the desks were all in neat rows, he settled on one of the desks in the front, choosing the back seats probably wouldn't go best for him since that's usually where the more...delinquent type kids sit at, not only that, kids who have been here before with their friends would most likely want to sit back. choosing the front seats would give him a higher chance to be picked on when there are questions, which is good for effort points, not only that, since thomas wanted to be one of the smartest kids in the school, he wanted to be acquainted with other smart kids, and the front was where most of them sat.

also the kids in the front are usually nicer.

thomas looked through his backpack, he grabbed his personal notebook, wanting to take notes on all the classes he was in, and not just the class itself, the students and teachers, since it was a new school he needed a way to figure out how to get around.

as he finally took out his notebook, someone had decided to sit next to him, he perked up at the feeling of someone's eyes on him, feeling himself getting more and more tense by the second, he looked over to his right to find a boy with curly blonde hair, he had dark freckles scattered all over his cheeks, and his eyes were a pretty dark brown, and they were staring right at him.

" heya " the boy stated smoothly, looking at thomas with a genuine smile.

thomas could feel his face flush.

" oh, h-hello? " he replied back nervously, this boy was probably one of the most attractive people he had ever seen, with a title like that, he made thomas nervous as hell, he would definitely be seeing him in his dreams..

" ya new here? haven't seen you around "

" w-well yeah a-actually.. "

the boy tilted his head to the side.

" what's your name? "

thomas looked at him a bit surprised, he looked away " t-thomas.. "

the boy felt himself smile at the sound of thomas speaking his name " thomas, huh? my hame is john..john adams. "