𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐌𝐀𝐘 𝐗 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒

𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝☆

A/N smol smut... tiny... like 👌 this smol...

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Date written: October 9 2019
Word count: 2438

SETTING:
NOVEMBER 17 1973
12:25pm

":00! he's looking at me like that again!" you quietly whisper to your best friend as you're sitting down to have lunch.

"You're seriously into him? he's such a fucking nerd!" another girl named grace says, looking at you in a disgusted way.

"yeah... hes smart... he's talented... and..." you say as you stare at him the same way he stared at you.

"Yeah... and REALLY FUCKING UGLY!!" a girl shouted to you from across the table. "oH SHUT UP HEATHER!! its a free country! i can like brian if i want to... and be is definitely NOT AL ALL ugly." you say to her in response to her yelling.

"we got that project at the end of the day..." your friend says as she bites into an egg salad sandwich. "yeah..." you sigh as you begin munching on your salad.

"hmm... y' might get paired up with isaac newton over there y/n" heather says from  across the table through a mouthful of food. heather is such an asshole to me and brian.

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2:40pm

The bell rings and you all sit down in class. "alright... as you all know, we're starting a new project today... and you also know that i never ever let you choose partners..."

Everyone sighs and shrugs as the professor says this. You shoot a look at brian just hoping you might get paired up with him.

The professor pulls out his little pencil holder full of popsicle sticks with each student's class number on it.

He sticks his hand in the container and starts rustling all the popsicle sticks around.

He pulls out two of them and reads out the numbers.

"number 7 and number 12!" he calls out.

Two students Tyler and Luka smile at each other and shoot some weird hand sign inside joke at each other. You always thought that was stupid... you were pretty sure brian did too.

The popsicle sticks start rustling around again. "17 and 20!" the professor calls out to the class.

Two different students this time. He keeps rustling the popsicle sticks and calling out all the numbers until there are only two numbers you know he hasn't called yet. 6 and 15. you and brian. he picks out the remaining popsicle sticks, and calls out your numbers. "6 and 15!" he calls out.

Your heart drops and your neck starts to feel hot. you and brian look at each other nervously. "ok... thats all we have time for today. pack up and get ready to leave!"

you slowly gather up all your books. your hands are so shaky. you're going to be doing a project with none other than Brian May!! the boy you've been dreaming of all year!

You slip some papers and books into your school bag when you feel a hand on your shoulder. you turn around and who's there? BRIAN MAY! you take a deep breath to try and contain yourself.

"hi! brian..." terrible start... "so... the... the project..." you manage to form the words in your mouth without completely giving out.

"yeah... yeah the project" you just absolutely adore his accent. he seems a bit nervous aswell.