Warnings: School AU
It was nearing the end of the semester, and the year. It was a Friday and your last class of the day was Physics with Mr. Baker, and you just wanted to go home. You and (Y/F/N) walked to his class together, and got seated in your usual place. On the whiteboard in big letters were the words: Final Project. The class buzzed with wonder as they discussed what it might be about.
“Settle down class, we have lots of work to do before final exams.” Baker walked into the classroom with a coffee mug.
Everybody sat in their usual seats and opened their notes. Baker turned on the projector and the smart board displayed the information on this final project. The class immediately started to write everything down, but you decided to read through it first.
You and a partner (who I will pick) will be assigned a section from the course to do a final project on. It will be from the list of topics we’ve covered this semester, and your job is to conduct an experiment with your topic. Then, you will create a minimum two page report (size 12 times new roman) to pass in before the last day of classes before exams.
You put together that your partner is undetermined. Just as you were going to see what your friend thought about it, a classmate spoke up.
“How are you picking our partner? Please don’t do it alphabetically.” The dreaded alphabetical partner always had you stuck with that one guy who never did their work.
“I’ll be drawing names out of a hat, and as a part of my experiment – unrelated to physics – I will be splitting the genders as there are a perfect number of both.” Baker answered.
There were two plastic hats at the front of the desk which he moved next to. “Now, everybody listen for yours and your partners names. Ladies first.” He said in the way Effie Trinket (Hunger Games) would have.
Names were called out and (Y/F/N) was paired with the smartest guy in the school. You could see the gleam in her eyes as Baker read his name out.
“(Y/N).” He read off the slip. “And Dan.” You glanced at (Y/F/N) who raised her eyebrows.
Dan was one of those people who liked independent study and rarely accepted partnership in projects. He didn’t seem all too annoyed at the outcome, most likely because you – like him – are an independent worker.
Once all of the names were called out, Baker assigned topics for each pair. The groups sat together and discussed their topics. You and Dan received the speed section.
“I’ll think about ideas tonight, and maybe you could too. We can decide from there.” Dan suggested.
You ripped the corner of a paper and wrote your number. “Here, just call or text me if you have any ideas.” Dan looked surprised at your offer. He mouthed thanks and shoved the paper in his pocket.
“I just recommend looking over the section again, and revising the formulas. Just so we don’t have to later–” Dan was cut off by the bell.
You both silently gathered your stuff and left the class. You headed for your locker and drove home.
At about 5:30, you got a call from a number you didn’t recognize. You picked up after a few rings to avoid awkward immediate pick up.
“Hey (Y/N), it’s Dan,” That’s who it was. “I was wondering if you would like to come over to my house tomorrow to work on the project.”
“Sure, I have nothing going on tomorrow anyways. Did you come up with any ideas?” You asked.
“Yes I did, I’ll explain it tomorrow. I have all of the stuff we need for the experiment so don’t worry about bringing anything.”
“When should I come around?” You ask.
“Is 12 good?” He asked.
“Fine by me.”
“Great, I’ll see you tomorrow. Bye.” He hung up.
You texted (Y/F/N) about the phone call. She responded almost immediately.
‘omg its a date’
'come on (Y/F/N) its for the project.’
'we’ll see about that ;)’
You arrived at the door to Dan’s house. He sent you the address over text, and it wasn’t too far of a drive, just a mere 4 minutes. You knocked on the door which was attached to a very nice looking house. A woman in her forties opened the door.
“Oh, hello. You must be (Y/N).” You just smiled and easily guessed it was Dan’s mother. She called his name and you heard a pair of footsteps come closer.
“Hi, come in.” He lightly shoved his mother aside (to let you in). It could’ve been to get her to leave the two of you alone.
“Dan, you didn’t tell me she was a pretty lady.” His mother complimented. So that was why he wanted her gone quickly.
“Mum, please.” He said in a low voice, though it wasn’t low enough for you to not catch.
You silently laughed and entered the house. Dan led you to the basement, which was where his room was. He quickly got his stuff and threw it onto the couch. Most parents don’t trust two teenagers in a room alone, but you guessed that Dan’s mother was the trusting kind. Dan sat back on the couch and relaxed. He motioned for you to sit as well. Dan in his natural environment was very different from what you see at school.
“So, I though we should do an experiment with a skateboard. It’s really easy to collect data, all we need is a measuring tool and a stopwatch.” You never thought of Dan as the skateboarding kind.
“Will this require one of us to ride the skateboard?” You ask, slightly worried.
“Since our speed will be different due to weight and skill, I’ll ride it to keep the results consistent.” Dan reassured you.
You and Dan discussed on his couch on how to collect the information. You came up with comparing speeds at different angles of inclination. Dan explained how the two of you could take a five minute walk to the skate park to conduct the experiment. It was perfect, since there would be ramps already set up.
You drew a table to record your data in advance, just so everything’s neat and organized. Dan rolled out his skateboard from the garage and hopped on. You walked while Dan slowly rolled to the park.
Thankfully, there was nobody at the skate park. You measured out 10m on the flat, concrete surface and marked it with chalk. Dan skated as far as he could and stopped, waiting for your signal. You have him a thumbs up and he picked up speed to make it a constant one by the time he reached the 10m stretch. You started and stopped the timer as soon as he crossed the chalk lines.
You did this a couple more times to get an average time. Then, the two of you moved onto an angled drop and did the same steps. By the time you had enough information, it was already 3pm. It took you two hours to finish the experiment. Dan placed the skateboard on the ground and extended an arm.
“Here, hop on.” He offered.
“What? I can’t skateboard.” You say, terrified from the fear of falling.
“That’s why I’m going to teach you.” He walked over to you and led you onto the board.
Your legs were unstable like a newborn foal. The feeling of having no control of your balance freaked you out. Dan was holding your arms up to support your balance. He then started to move forwards, which the skateboard followed. After a few seconds of fear, the fun kicked in.
“There you go, what’s so scary about it now?” He asked with a smile.
You looked into his eyes. For the first time, you’ve noticed the rich brown color of it. You couldn’t help but smile at how attractive it made him look. He appeared to have noticed the same about yours. After a long four seconds, you snapped out of it.
“Sorry, ah, we should continue with our project.” You quickly disengaged eye contact and hopped off of the skateboard.
“Of course. Why don’t you take the skateboard home this time. I’ll carry those.” He reached for your notes as you stepped back on the board.
With a helping hand from Dan, you skateboarded the way home and you were back at 3:30. You and Dan worked on the report portion of the project and you were done before 5:00. It was time for you to go home, as there was no more work to be done.
“That was fun. Maybe we should hang out again?” Dan suggested.
“Isn’t our project done?” You ask.
“Yeah, but we can still get together as friends, right?” Dan said in a hopeful tone.
“I guess so, just call me when you want to.” You say, cheeks getting hotter. You had a feeling he used the word 'friend’ very lightly.
“I most definitely will.” He said with a smirk.
“Bye.” You said in a slightly too flirty voice.
Once again, it was last period class with Baker. Dan was in class, and was the only one there. You set your notes down on your desk and walked up to him.
“Hey, did you pass in the project?” You ask him.
“I sure did. Baker was quite impressed at the speed we did it in – no pun intended.” He laughed.
“That’s good.” You laugh with him.
(Y/F/N) walked into the classroom and spotted you sharing a conversation with Dan. The bell rang a few minutes later, and you sat in your normal seat next to (Y/F/N). It only took one second for (Y/F/N) to ask the long waiting question.
“Tell me everything that happened.”
You were at your locker, gathering your books to take home. A person leaned against the locker next to yours, and you quickly assumed it was the annoying gang of guys that was always running into you after being pushed by their friends.
“Can you please stop–” you turn to see Dan “uh, hi.”
“Do you wanna come over to my house today?” He asked.
“Sure, I hope you weren’t planning to drive me there, since I took the car to school today.” You say while twirling your keys.
“Well this may seem weird but I thought the best way would be for you to drive us there. I took the bus today – ran out of gas – so it seems more efficient for you to drive us both instead of me taking the bus and you getting there earlier –” Dan rambled on until you cut him off.
“Keep talking and the bus will get there before you finish. I can definitely drive you.” You say with a laugh.
Dan’s room hadn’t changed since you were last there, which made sense as it was only two days ago. His mum greeted you again.
“What project are you working on this time?” She asked, knowing you were done with the speed one.
“She’s just here to hang out mum.” Dan rushed you to the basement doors before she could say something embarrassing.
You relaxed on the couch. “How come you wanted me over so quickly after our project?”
“You know how I said you could come back, just to hang out like friends?” He asked, gazing deep into your eyes.
“Y-yes.” You stutter.
“Well, I want us to be maybe… more than just, uh, friends.”
“What?” You say in a high voice.
“I’ve, uh, liked you for some time now, and when we got out together for the project, I knew it was my chance to actually talk to you. We were just having so much fun the other day that I didn’t want to make it suddenly awkward. You don’t have to like me back, but I just thought I should let you know that I really like you, more than a friend.” Dan’s cheeks were getting rosy from the embarrassment.
“Is now a good time to mention that I might like you as well?” You say with a cheeky smile.
You heard a new voice from the stairs. “Aw, you two would be so adorable together.”
Dan’s face turned red. “Mum!” Mrs. Howell laughed.
And you just laughed along with her.