《Hotshot? ~{Tomboo}~》~{Chapter 5}~
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As the bus came to my stop I stood up. I waved to Darryl and he waved back. I got off the bus and was met by Tubbo.
"Hi!" Tubbo smiled.
"Uhm....Hey." I said confused on why he was at the bus stop.
He slowly frowned, "Where's Ranboo?"
I rolled my eyes, "We fought.....and he was a little sensitive, so he canceled and waisted my time like the prick he is."
Tubbo sighed, "Oh okay...."
"What's wrong?" I asked confused on his sudden shift in moods.
He shook his head as we began walking, "Nothing...."
I nodded, "So what did you want to tell me this morning?"
He awkwardly laughed, "Uhm....I'll tell you tomorrow, yeah?"
"I'll hold you to it Tubbo." I chuckled.
He laughed along with me, "Alright."
I walked him home and then I walked to my own house. I walked up to the door and one of our housekeepers opened the door for me.
"Thankyou." I smiled and she nodded.
I walked in, then up the big stairs to the second floor and then down the hall.
My second older brother Wilbur, walked out of his room with an eyebrow raised. He pushed up his glasses, "Why you home so late?"
"Project." I replied.
He nodded and went back into his room, shutting the door behind him.
I rolled my eyes and went to my room. I set down my things and then ploped myself onto the bed, "What am I gonna do for all these hours?.....I could-"
"Study and do homework! Mom and dad are out!" My eldest brother, Techno yelled peeking in the door.
I groaned and went over to my desk, "Don't worry, I'm doing it."
He nodded and left.
I took out my homework from my backpack and began to do my work. I sighed, "This blows."
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I yawned as I got out of bed. I packed up my stuff from the desk where I'd left it last night. I quickly changed then put my backpack on. I walked out the door and down the hall. I went down the stairs and was just gonna walk out the door, but ofcourse my father called me back, "Tom! Breakfast!"
I sighed and walked over to the kitchen. I took a seat at the big dinning room table, "Where's the food?"
My dad rolled hus eyes, "Be patient."
"Y'know you could do it yourself." I said.
My dad nodded, "I know, but if people need work and are good at it, I can pay them well to do things for me."
The chef brought the food and we thanked him. My father began to eat and I quickly swallowed down my food.
Through a full mouth I said, "Alright I'm gonna go dad!"
"Kay, be careful Tommy" He smiled.
I waved and walked out the door. I hurried over to the bus stop and looked around for Tubbo.
There he was dragging his feet against the warn down concrete sidewalk. I smiled and waved, "Hey Tubs!"
He looked up and smiled, "Hey Big Man!"
He walked over towards me and we fist pumped. The bus came and we got on. We sat towards the back like always and I tried to not focus on anything, but my phone or Tubbo, when he spoke.
It was going alright till we got to the bus stop where Mr.Hotshot was. I groaned and tried ignoring him....it was a little hard though. Him and his friends couldn't quit there talking and laughing.
As much as I'd love to yell at them to shut up, I knew it'd make Tubbo uncomfortable. I just shook it off and looked at my phone again.
I was walking out of the cafateria. Tubbo had texted me to meet him by the stands of the football field.
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I was looking around for him, but I didn't see him anywhere.
"Tommy!" Tubbo called.
I looked over to see him underneath the stands, book in hand. I chuckled and headed over to him.
"Why here, Tubs?" I asked.
"Cause it's important.....and you might not like it." He replied frowning a bit.
"Cheer up Tubs. I haven't heard it yet, so go on and tell me." I encouraged him.
He took a deep breath, "I have a crush."
I gasped smiling, "Guy or girl?!"
He sorta smiled, "Guy..."
"And?....who is it?" I asked excited.
"Ranboo."
I blinked a couple times, "As in Mark, Ranboo?"
Tubbo blushed lightly and looked away, "Yes."
I groaned, "Oh Tubbo! C'mon man!"
He got nervous, "Calm down Tommy! He's not that bad!"
"What do you mean!? You know I hate him, and you know he hates me!" I yelled.
"Tommy you've never even tal-"
"Oh trust me, we've talked. And he's a real prick." I interrupted him.
He sighed, "Tommy I've really liked him for a while now. And he's finally started to notice me more....."
I shook my head in disbelief, "Tubbo. Do you really want a shot with a guy whose been with every girl in school?"
"He's only been with 2 girls Tommy." Tubbo argued.
I rolled my eyes then sighed, "Why him?"
Tubbo shrugged, "Well first off....he is very handsome."
I rolled my eyes, "He's average. I'm handsome."
Tubbo chuckled, "Fair enough, but he's also smart, funny, caring....and...I dunno- he's just.....a mystery. Everyone seems to make assumptions about him, but truth is......I don't think anyone knows much about him. And....I want to know."
I gave him a small smile, "So.....you really like him?"
He nodded with a light blush.
I groaned in defeat, "I'll give him a chance."
"Great! Now go talk to him!" Tubbo cheered.
I scoffed, "Now?!"
"Yeah! Go apologize and make friends." He smiled happily.
I groaned and left from under the stands. I looked back at him and he gave me two thumbs up. I sighed and walked back into the cafeteria.
How am I even gonna get his attention?
......Do I really want to give him a chance?!
Ughh! Why couldn't it be anyone else, Tubbo!
I looked around for literally a second and then there he was. Well....not him, but his fan base. I figured he'd be in the middle of them. I walked toward his fan base and sure enough there he was in the middle of it. With his friends talking at a lunch table.
I pushed my way through till I got to him. I tapped his shoulder and he turned around.
He was smiling at first till he saw me and his face went neutral.
"Uhm....may I speak with you?" I asked.
He raised a brow, "Go for it."
I chuckled, "Alone?"
He stood up and looked to his friends, "I'll be back."
They waved and he followed me out of the crowd. His crowd followed though.
He awkwardly laughed, "Could ya'll give me a moment? I need privacy real quick."
They all turned to his friends and then he asked me, "Where would you like to talk?"
I shrugged. He nodded then asked, "How's the restroom?"
"Not very private..." I replied.
"Is this even serious?" He asked.
I sighed and nodded. He sighed too then suggested, "How about we go outside?"
I nodded. He started walking and I followed.
I don't want to apologize....
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