Science Class- Vinnie Hacker

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i went back to my bed and turned my led lights on to the lowest level of red. i flicked my tv on as i went to go to tiktok to see any new notifications. i have a decent following of 66k, which is nothing crazy, but i'm fully grateful for every follower.

as i was scrolling on my fyp, i came across a beautiful boy with plump lips and honey golden eyes. i had immediate attraction and pressed follow immediately.. then i looked at his name.

@vhackerr
i checked his page and saw he had 400k followers. guess i wasn't the only one who found him beautiful.

oh.
oh.
OH.

i raced to snapchat and went to the people icon at the top accepting vincent's request.

maybe it wasn't him, i had no clue... but could it be?

i refreshed my snap page and he immediately started typing.

"did a little digging did we?" i half swiped. was it really him?

"what do you mean vincent?" i said jokingly.

"it's vinnie... but i saw you followed me on tiktok. you're pretty yk"

no fucking way this guy just called me pretty.

"i could say the same for you vinnie." i replied, smiling behind my screen.

v- "why thank you ma'am :)"

y/n- "you're quite welcome sir :)"

v- "so, seattle. i just moved a week ago. what the fuck do we do here."

y/n- "oh trust me, there's not much. my friend group and i, abby, the one that made the group chat, zach, ryan, ashton, logan, jesse, and brooke usually just drive around or go skating, climb a bunch of random building or get stoned/plastered. it's just the typical teenage life when you're hanging with us. other than that, there's not a lot to do here so just be friendly to people and you'll fit right in"

v- "ohhh so she's a stoner and a skater?"

y/n- "is that a bad thing?"

v- "did i say it was?"

y/n- "i guess not, just i know smokings a big turn off for a lot of guys and since you think i'm pretty or something it'd be nice to have a good first impression lmaoo"

v- "i think you're very pretty y/n"

y/n- "y/n/n is what most people call me"

"v- well then y/n/n, you're very pretty."

it was passed midnight by now and my mind was starting to slow down and my eyes were getting heavier.

y/n- "thank you vinnie, i'm gonna go to bed alright?"

v- "just talk to me for a few more minutes, i wanna know more about what i'm getting myself into"

what did he mean by that? what was he getting into?

"okay, so what do we want to know?"

a few minutes turned into over 2 hours.

talking about my friends to talking about school to talking about my favourite restaurants in town... the conversation just kept going and i didn't want it to end.

v- "fuck it's 2:30, you tired?"

y/n- "i'll live, you?"

v- "hmm well we do have school in the morning and i would like to show up not looking like a zombie on my first day."

y/n- "ugh you asked me for a few more minutes and delayed my sleep, this conversation should end on my terms don't ya think?"

v- "oh so she thinks she's tough does she?"

i blushed opening the text.

y/n- "i definitely wouldn't say that"

v- "we'll then, it shall be bed time"

y/n- "if you insist vincent 🙄🙄"

v- "oh one more thing"

y/n- "yes?"

v- "would you do the honours of showing me around a little bit and maybe introducing me to some of your buddies?"

y/n- "ofc vinnie, i have no problem with that :)"

v- "perfect, thank you y/n/n"

multiple responses popped into my head... 'anything for you😉" "no problem!" "oh it's my pleasure."

y/n- "ofc! :)"

v- "goodnight beautiful girl"

y/n- "goodnight pretty boy"

and with that, the conversation ended and i drifted off to sleep.