"Yes I do but I won't give them to you."
"Bruce WhhYyYyY?"
"You have to do them yourself, that's how you learn stuff."
"But pleaseee, pretty pleaseee. I'll cry and that's on you."
"Vance. You don't cry. And if you surprisingly do then I know you won't cry at shit like this:/"
"Okay fair point and kinda hurt but please. Be a Good Boy and give me the answers;)"
After about a minute or two he finally passes me a note. I really hope it's the answers. I really really wanted to see
Bruce's face when reading that lmao.
"Oh god. Fine.
Bear, bore, born.
Beget, begot, begotten.
Bereave, bereft, bereft.
There, Happy?"
Hah he gave up. Wait. Did he just give up because I called him Good Boy or am I just crazy. A bit fruity but oh well.
I put the answers in my workbook. And write another note.
"Yes I am actually. Thank you Darling."
I giggle as I give him the note.
Bruce's POV:
"Okay fair point and kinda hurt but please. Be a Good Boy and give me the answers;)"
I read off that note. WHAT, "Good Boy" who does he think I am? A simp? Hell nah. Okay maybe.. but at this point my heart was beating really fast and I was blushing so hard. Fine I'll give up but only for him.
After writing the answers on the note and passing it to Vance I felt this weird feeling in my stomach that I've never felt before, more then just butterflies. God I just Love Vance so much..
After I passed him the note I see him writing the answers in his workbook.
I look at the clock, 11:37. The class ends in 11:45, only 8 minutes more.
Looking back at Vance I see him folding the note, he passes it to my while giggling. Giggling? Vance Hopper giggling, what has happened to the universe. Anyways.
I start reading the note. DARLING. Oh I'm gonna get him back. I know that he absolutely HATES pet names himself.
"Well I feel very great to make you happy Vancey;)"
Hah! This better be good. I think to myself.
Vance's POV:
I feel really energetic right now it's crazy. I'm too happy to tease Bruce. I suddenly see a crumbled up paper thrown at my desk. I didn't expect another note. I read it. Oh no he didn't. Vancey!? Really?? I Hate when people call me pet names.
"Oi shut the fuck up, thanks."
I write on the note. I then crumble in my fist and throw it to Bruce.
I suppose he read it already cause after that I didn't get a note back.
It's 10:42, schools so stupid.
Bruce's POV:
The bell finally rang and the class ended. I pack my things and started to go out the classroom to go to my fifth period, maths. Just when I pass the door I feel someone putting something in the side pocket of my bag where my water was, it was Vance. I look at him and he just winks and leaves for his next class. What the-. I think to myself but drift it away and keep walking.
After School.
I take my bike off the bike stand and go home. Last time I saw Vance was when I went to get lunch and he sat in the far back but I was sitting at front, he was still as beautiful as always. I get home and put my bike beside the house. The house is locked to I took my key and unlocked the door. I went inside to find that no one is home. I make myself a toast and go upstairs to my room.
After I ate the toast I was thirsty so I wanted to drink something. Oh yeah I have some of my water left from school. I think to myself. I take the water out of my bags pocket. What. Something fell out while I was taking my drink. Oohhh its Vance's note, why haven't I read it already? Probably because I got distracted by him winking but oh well.
"Love your outfit today btw. The hoodie is probably my favourite."
I read off of it. Vance noticed my outfit. This morning I was wearing my best clothes and he noticed. That's so cute. I think to myself. Now that Vance loves the hoodie I love it too.
I taped the note to my wall that was beside my bed and the other notes that stayed with me after class.
I do my homework and go to sleep thinking about Him. Again.
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