Just for Summer (Bxb)

Sixth Form

Sunday morning shifts are always too eerily silent for Summer.

The lack of human presence made Summer fidget, his small uniform shirt seemed too tight all of a sudden, the artificial lights were too bright, hands shaking underneath the cash register.

A few people came and went, and he was all smiles and 'how are you?'s. That was where his safe spot was, he was comfortable there. No explanations.

"Summer!" He heard his best friends boisterous voice echo through the empty shop following another voice, a smaller "oh".

Summer looked at the door, and saw that Nick, Sara and the boy who he just couldn't get out of his mind for the past 2 days were walking through it.

There was just something about him. Summer still couldn't grasp what it was, but it made him feel something. He also didn't know what that something was.

Maybe he just wants to be friends with Thomas, that's the logical idea.

"Nick! wassup?" Summer greeted them all, blue eyes trying to connect with wandering brown ones.

"We here to buy some noodles." Nick explained, hands on his hips in a im-here-for-business way. Sara giggled behind him, walking towards Summer. Sara had pestered Nick all morning to go to the shops to get the noodles she's been assumeingly craving her entire life.

"This is my brother Tommy, by the way," Sara introduced. She loved her brother, but how quiet he can get sometimes scares her. She dragged him along their quest for carbs and away from staying in his burrow, doing whatever he does.

Tommy, huh?

"Oh, I've met him already," Summer said, not thinking about it. He didn't realise that he would have to explain how, and why, and when, and where.

He still dosnt remember how he got into his bed that night.

"Oh really? I-" Sara started, but Tommy's eyes widened once he realised and quickly stopped her.

"Nope. Never met him." His time Tommy made eye contact with Summer, his brown eyes glaring at him which made Summer smirk.

"I swear down I ha-" Summer teased, getting the exact reaction as he wanted.

"NOPE. I think you're delusional. Your crazy. Nice to meet you." Tommy exclaimed, hands bunching up his hoodie sleeves and head shaking right to left. He started leading the group away from the cash registers, and into the small diary isle.

"What was that?" Nick asked Summer, and Summer shrugged.

Nick scrurried off to join the two siblings, almost tripping on a wonky marble tile.

Summer, left alone again, looked right and left to find nobody to see. Silently opening the door to get out of the cash register, and running to catch up with his friends.

He was getting bored, and it would be rude to just leave them.

Tommy was also getting bored. He couldn't believe he actually agreed to come, just for noodles. The noodles were fucking delicious, but he should've just stayed home until the family had to go grocery shopping.

His mind was running with things that could happen, things that they could assume. The whole situation was just stressful.

He'll just stay in his room until this all just blows over. It always does.

"Hey!" Summer whispered in Tommy's ear, standing behind him.

"Oh my fuck! What is wrong with you?" Tommy exclaimed, instantly blushing at his loud reaction, looking around for people.

"You going college or sixth form?" Summer asked, randomly. He genuinly wasn't thinking about what he was saying. He wanted to know this small, glaring, lip-biting boy in front of him as muh as he could.

They both noticed Sara and Nick leaving the Isle, still looking for those noodles, leaving the two alone.

The question left Tommy confused, much like the one he got asked last Friday morning. It was so simple, but he way he asked it made him burn up

"U-uh, sixth form, why?" He answered clumsily, his eyes on the smiley face Dylan his best friend drew on his converse. His lace was untied.

"Just asking. I'm going sixth form too!" Summer smiled down at Tommy, his heart shaped smile made Teddy step back, putting his hands in his hoodie pockets.

Tommy carried on the conversation politely, "What are you taking?" Moving deeper into the store following his sister. He wanted to go home.

"I'm taking English, design and psychology. You?" Summer followed him again, mirroring Tommy's action of putting his hands in his pockets. Summer wanted to get off work already.

"Yeeeeessss!" The two both lifted their heads to see Sara holding the pack of noodles over her head, triumph glowing on her face.

"You found 'em?" Summer asked, laughing at her childness.

Sara skipped over to the cash register, Nick behind her, trying to catch her with laughter booming through the shop. Pulling her to him by her waist, hugging her from behind. Heart beating fast, breath coming out in pants of laughter.

"Yup!" Sara said, smiling up at Summer when he walked to the cash register once again for her to pay for the God-like noodles.

Tommy looked at Summer. Properly looked at him. He'd only met he guy twice now, and both times he was just so happy. He permanently had that heart smile on his face, always looked alive. Tommy's cheeks were forever pale, except from the times he entirely embarrassed himself in front of people.

That short conversation they just had, however random it was, was nice. It was kind of awkward, but still nice. Meeting other people and getting to know them was refreshing.

But Tommy's cheeks still grew hot whenever he remembered how they met for the first time.

When they all left the store, leaving Summer behind for him to work his shift, Tommy was still rewinding and disecting the little words he said to Summer, thinking if he came off too cold, too off putting, too awkward.

"What you thinking 'bout, twat?" Sara walked by him, interrupting his thoughts.

"Nothing. Nothing," he replied, fixing his hair after Sara ruffled it.

Sara gave Nick a knowing look, and he gave her an eye roll.