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thekillingquill · 7 years ago

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The Perfect Gift

Pairing: Peter Parker x Ash @midtownsciences Word Count: 4,936 Warnings: Some swearing, Ash is Irish you know. Summary: Ned and Harry are determined to help Peter seal the deal with the new girl on campus with a little rigged Secret Santa game and maybe some mistletoe. A/N: I’m so sorry this isn’t the story I was planning to write. I got sick 1/3 way through this and had to make some changes. I’m so sorry babe. I hope you like it. Also how ironic is it that I got MY Tumblr BFF for Secret Santa?!

Technically there aren’t assigned seats in college. Technically. But it’s an unspoken rule that where you sit on the first day is your spot for the rest of the semester. After much trial and error in his freshman year of college, Peter determined that sitting on the very end seat in the 4-7 row was best in case he needed to make a hasty exit for Spider-Man business. (Technically there weren’t assigned seats in college so he wasn’t doing anything wrong by switching seats so often… technically.)

Provided that the unspoken rule regarding seats in college wasn’t broken, this seat was also good for if he happened to be running late. Last year it seemed like Peter was running late for everything: dinner with May, study group with MJ and Ned, tutoring with Harry, meetings with Mr. Stark and, most disappointingly for everyone in his life, his classes.

Peter is determined to do better for his sophomore year. So far he’s been ten minutes early for two of his lectures which allowed him to snag his preferred seat and gave him time to review the syllabus for the semester beforehand. It seems like the universe might be rewarding him for his new attitude when the girl with the red hair claims the seat one row down and one to the left of where he’s sitting for his third lecture. He’s drawn to her the moment she steps inside of the lecture hall--there’s something about the way she looks around the room, like she’s a little lost, that intrigues him.

It’s hard not to stare outright as she carefully walks up the steps. He debates with himself on whether he should invite her to sit with him when she starts moving into the empty row in front of him. She sets her bag on the seat directly in front of his and Peter is relieved that he chickened out of talking to her. She must have been looking for her friends and is clearly saving a seat for someone (he really hopes it isn’t for a guy).

He barely acknowledges Ned when he settles into the seat beside him. MJ bypasses them completely to sit in the row behind them with Harry falling into the seat next to her almost immediately after. Peter hardly glances at them, even when Harry reaches down to ruffle his hair in greeting. He’s too focused on the way the fluorescent lights brings out the different variations of red in the girl’s hair. Not even the professor’s impassioned lecture on chemical products and processes can get him to tear his eyes away from her.

“Hey Parker, what’s with the smirk?” Harry teases in a less than quiet whisper. Peter turns to his friend abruptly with wide eyes, making wild shushing motions with his hands--the first time he really takes his gaze away from the girl. Peter is ashamed to say that he doesn’t retain a single thing from the lecture. What he does remember, with horrifying clarity, is when the lecture ended and Ned turns around to talk to MJ and Harry.

“Study group?” He asks pointing to each of them in turn. The girl is finishing up writing some notes in a spiral bound book, possibly from the lecture (maybe he could ask to borrow them since he zoned out the whole class. He could try one of Harry’s lines: “Since I couldn’t keep my eyes off of you all class I think it’s only fair that you let me read over your notes when we go out for dinner tonight. Maybe you could tutor me when we head back to my place.”) “Peter?”

With great difficulty, Peter pulls his gaze from the girl in front of him and turns to face his friends with wide, panicked eyes as if only realizing now that his friends had been witness to his growing infatuation.

“Yeah, yeah sounds great.” Hs voice comes out louder than he means it to and his eyes begin to strain towards the girl again. Harry picks up his printed syllabus and gives a low whistle..

“This workload looks absolutely insane. We should think about adding a fifth or even a sixth person to our group if we want to keep up with this and our other four insane classes.” The girl has packed up her bag, is standing from her seat and pulling the strap onto her shoulder. Peter acts without thinking and reaches over to tap her on the shoulder, fingers brushing against hers in the process.

Of course his mind goes blank when she turns to look up at him, her blue eyes wide with surprise and nervousness. She’s beautiful, he thinks to himself in awe. His eyes move rapidly to observe each of her facial features: they start at the subtle arch of her eyebrows, trail down the bridge of her nose and pause on the flush rising on her cheeks. The sight of her cheeks reddening causes his own cheeks to heat up, and his eyes drop suddenly to her lips and he finds his mouth suddenly dry. He finally understands what books mean by a cupid’s bow because that’s the only way to describe the shape of her upper lip. Her lower lip is full and the colouring she has chosen for that day--he can’t think of any word to describe it except delicious.

Oh god, he thinks to himself desperately, she’s so beautiful. He realizes his mouth is open, is horrified that he doesn’t know how long it’s been open for.

“I-uh-study group!” He blurts out quickly, his own eyes widening in horror.

“Sorry about that,” Harry interjects quickly, leaning over to offer his hand to the girl. “Harry Osborn.” The girl stares at the hand with wide eyes, her hands tightening on the strap of her bag. Just when Peter thinks that she’s going to turn around and leave, she surprises him by taking Harry’s hand and giving it a firm shake. Peter notes that she isn’t quite capable of meeting Harry’s eye and that she’s quick to drop his hand.

“Ash.” She states bluntly with a slight lilt that sounds familiar to Peter. Harry leaps gracefully over the seat in front of him to settle in next to Ned, throwing an arm casually over the back the chair.

“Oh wow, you’re a little far from home aren’t you lass? What my friend here is trying to say is that we’re looking to add someone to our study group. Would you be interested? Despite his less than stellar invitation,” Harry extends his arm a little to slap Peter’s back, “Peter here is actually pretty smart. Smart enough to score an internship with Stark Industries when he was fifteen. My father’s been trying to convince him to work at Oscorp for the last year.”

Harry grips Peter’s shoulder, shaking him roughly with a boisterous laugh and a bright, teasing grin. He lets go of Peter’s shoulder to point his thumb behind him in MJ’s general direction.

“This is Michelle. She was valedictorian for Midtown School of Science and this guy right here is Ned. He brings his unending optimism to the group which is a vital asset for when the stress of midterms and finals have you down. And I’m rich so I usually just bring the coffee and the snacks to benefit from their collective intelligence.”

Ash purses her lips to hide a smile, but not before Peter sees it starting to form. She clears her throat and nods slightly. Harry moves his arm from the back of Ned’s chair and leans forward in his seat.

“I can tell that you’re a little nervous. So how about,” he reaches behind Ned and slides MJ’s notebook off of her desk, pulling a sharpie from the front pocket of his jeans, “you give Michelle your email or cell number. She’ll tell you when and where we’re meeting and you can decide whether or not you wanna come. We’d love to have you but understand if you’d rather work through the syllabus on your own.”

She eyes the notebook and sharpie for a beat before accepting them. She crouches down low in the aisle and uses her knee as a table to write on a blank page. When Ash stands, Harry reaches out for the notebook, but she bypasses him in favour of taking the extra steps to bring the notebook directly to MJ. Ash doesn’t look back as she leaves the lecture hall. Harry lets out another low whistle as he stands from his seat.

“Jesus Parker, that was awful. How someone as incredibly awkward as you managed to date so much in high school baffles me, just absolutely baffles me. Hey, MJ, you went out with Peter. What’s the appeal?”

MJ, who is already halfway down the steps flips Harry off as she continues to walk.

“So what's everyone doing for the holidays?” Harry asks conversationally as their study session winds down for the evening. Given the inclement weather New York has been experiencing, the group had opted to meet at Starbucks instead of its usual table at the library. It gave the session a more relaxed, informal feel and was only moderately less productive.

“I'm going to visit family out of state.” Ned volunteers with his usual grin, the only one to easily engage in Harry’s small talk. Peter doesn’t need to look at MJ to know that she is reluctant to share any kind of personal details about her holiday plans. It comes off of her in waves and he’d bet that she’s purposefully looking down at her notes to avoid eye contact with them. Peter, as usual, finds that his gaze is drawn elsewhere--to the other reluctant party at their table.

Peter thought that he’d spend the first study group of the semester waiting to see if Ash would show up, but when he and Ned arrived (ten minutes early) Ash and MJ were already sitting quietly together in the library each focused on their own books. Peter was quick to sit next to Ash that first day and so the seat next to Ash in study group was unofficially his.

At first Peter found it difficult to talk to her during study group. She has a wall built up high around her and while Spider-Man would have scaled it in a heartbeat, Peter Parker had to think of other ways to tackle the brick and mortar defenses of a beautiful stranger. She has this way of talking to people that can come across as blunt and sarcastic, little barbs of wit that can wound when she’s not careful. It reminded Peter of MJ and got him twisted up in the best ways. There are times where Ash says something and he can see her wishing that the words could come back, be erased somehow, because they weren’t gentle enough. She doesn’t understand yet that everyone there had thick skin--years of conditioning from MJ’s own barbed tongue.

He doesn’t know how to tell her that it’s okay. That they’re her friends now and she can’t say anything that will make them turn away. The closest thing he can think of is to tell her that he just wants to talk to her all the damn time. Learning something new about her sends an indescribable thrill through Peter. It started off small: all pizza is good pizza (but pepperoni is her weakness), she taught guitar classes to seven year old kids in Ireland and always has a “for pleasure” book in her bag. Then came the more intimate stuff: she traveled around Ireland to play music competitively, she keeps an emergency “for pleasure” book in her car back home, and she loves to rock climb (Peter nearly jumped the gun and asked her on a date to go rock climbing then and there) (sometimes he lays awake at night and wonders if by some miracle she might have said yes).

So he finds himself to be a little too invested in her answer regarding her holiday plans, wonders what new details of her life that she might unveil today. He can’t help it, he pushes her a little, leaning over to speak directly to her because he can’t resist stealing these little moments of closeness whenever he can.

“Are you going home for the holidays?” Ash’s eyes flick to him briefly and she pushes her hair further over her left shoulder before answering.

“I can’t really afford to fly back and forth all the time. I’ll probably just stay in New York until I graduate.” Peter frowns.

“Do you have any plans at all?” He asks with concern. Ash half smiles and gives one, mirthless chuckle and finally, finally looks up at Peter (his abdomen clenches pleasantly when their eyes meet--he should be used to this by now, but it always catches him off guard, like missing a step going down the stairs).

“I’m going to catch up on all of the sleep I lost this semester. I might not even leave my bed on Christmas except to go to the bathroom and to heat up a pizza.” Peter knows that he’s staring and that the silence is dragging, but he can’t quite get over how nice she looks today in particular. She’s got her hair parted dramatically over the left side, exposing much of her neck to him. He clears his throat and speaks to the table, bringing them back into the conversation.

“Well, Aunt May will try to make a traditional Christmas dinner and we’ll end up eating leftover Chinese food. Either on Christmas Eve or Christmas day we’ll go put some flowers on Ben’s grave.” He tries to make the words sound casual, but the last four get stuck in his throat on the way out. He swallows thickly and avoids eye contact out of embarrassment. Bringing up Ben weakens MJ’s resolve and she shares her holiday plans with a roll of her eyes (“I’m volunteering at a homeless shelter.”).

“Well, as I’m sure you’ve all guessed, I’ll be leaving the country. Haven’t decided if I’m going somewhere warm or somewhere to ski yet. I’ll keep you all posted.” Peter feels a sudden shift in the air, his eyes immediately darting to Ned who has a wide grin on his face. His excitement is palpable, makes Peter squirm in his seat.

“We should do a Secret Santa before we break for holiday!” Harry immediately perks up at the idea, MJ slouches in her seat and Ash’s body goes tense beside a slack jawed Peter.

“Yes! We’re doing it.” Harry rips out a page of his notebook and uncaps his pen, writing his own name. “What’s the budget?” He asks while his pen continues to move down the page, etching each of their names in permanent ink.

“Minimum $20, maximum $50?” Ned asks the table.

“We should just cap it at $20, Ned.” Ash answers. Under Peter’s gaze she feels compelled to continue: “What if you get someone a $20 gift and someone else gets you a $50 gift? We’re broke as fuck college kids, let’s be realistic.” She turns her gaze onto Harry, her cheeks flushed a pleasant pink and then she smirks. “Sorry Harry. Gotta learn to shop on a budget.”

The last part, Peter knows, is supposed to be a joke but it falls a little flat. (Does it? Or is he just jealous that her smirk was for Harry, that her cheeks are flushed under his gaze and not Peter’s?)

“Noted,” Harry replies, pulling his beanie from where it was drying on the back of his chair. Ned, Peter sees, has begun to rip and fold each name, tossing them into Harry’s beanie. When all the names have been thrown in, Harry offers his hat to MJ. “Ladies first.”

MJ raises an eyebrow, but reaches for a piece of paper without comment. Harry shakes the hat in front of Ash and then darts it quickly to Ned and then takes a name for himself before teasing Peter with the last name.

“What happens if you get your own name?” Ned asks with a sheepish smile. Harry grins.

“You trade! Here you go man.” Harry and Ned quickly exchange slips of paper and Peter carefully unfolds his to see her name. Peter begins to suspect that his friends had been planning this for a lot longer than they were letting on.

“We’ll exchange gifts at our last study group, agreed?” Harry asks, being the first to stand up and begin putting on his jacket. Everyone agrees quickly enough and begins to pack up their things.

“Hey,” MJ says quietly, putting a hand on Ash’s shoulder. “I got a text from work. I’m picking up an extra shift. You good to get back on your own?”

“I’ll walk with you.” Peter offers, dropping his overstuffed backpack on his chair. Ash smiles up at him and he waits for her to politely decline--is used to her shyness by now.

“Actually that sounds perfect.”

“Yeah, yeah, great! I’m just gonna grab a coffee for the road and then we can go. Did-did you want anything?” Peter says while walking backwards toward the counter. He trips on someone’s bag, catching himself quickly and blushing madly when he looks back up at Ash.

“I’m fine, thank you.” She says, voice shaking with repressed laughter. MJ laughs openly at the situation (Peter will consider this her Christmas gift for the year).

Harry joins Peter at the counter while he waits for his order.

“Hey Pete. What d’ya think about doing Secret Santa?” Peter smirks and rolls his eyes.

“Alright Osborn, fess up. How long did you and Ned plan this for?” Harry doesn’t bother to hide his grin.

“Just a couple of days. Come on, Pete, it’s about time that something happened between you two. We’re just trying to help it along. Find her the perfect present to show her how you feel and then ask her out already. Listen Parker, if I have to go another semester with you giving her moony eyes when she’s not looking, I’m going to have to dropout of school. Could you imagine my father’s disappointment?”

“I-I don’t give her moony eyes.” Peter denies feebly. Harry laughs and ruffles Peter’s hair before calling out a goodbye to Ash, the only person left at the table. Peter quickly doctors his coffee and meets up with Ash at the table.

“Ready to go?” Ash smiles tightly and nods. Peter holds open the door for her and they walk side by side in silence for half a block.

“Peter, can you keep a secret?” Ash asks quietly as they wait to cross the street. Peter shoots her a grin.

“Oh yeah. Big time.”

“I got Harry for Secret Santa and I don’t really know him that well. See, if I’d gotten Ned I’d know to get him some sort of Star Wars thing or maybe like a Lego thing? And if I’d gotten MJ… well, she’s the easiest person in the world to shop for. It’s just a matter of finding her a good book, isn’t it? But what the fuck do you get the rich boy who has everything?”

“Okay, you have to promise you won’t tell Harry I told you this.” Peter warns as they cross the street.

“Okay. I promise not to tell Harry.” Ash vows with exaggerated solemnity.

“He has a soft spot for handmade gifts.” Peter admits. “Things like baked goods are good. He likes mixed CDs, oh! You could record covers of his favourite songs and make a mixed CD of those.”

“I don’t know Peter… isn’t that a little too intimate? I don’t want to make him think that I’m into him or something.” Ash says uncomfortably.

“Baked goods, then.” Peter suggests trying to keep the glee from his voice. She’s not into Harry, she’s not into Harry, she’s not into Harry.

“I don’t really have access to an oven in the dorms.” Once again Ash is presenting Peter with an opportunity--one he is going to seize.

“You should use my aunt’s kitchen.”

“Peter, I couldn’t.” Ash says emphatically.

“Why not?” Peter asks in confusion.

“It’s too much! That’s your home. I couldn’t invade your personal space like that.” Peter turns his abrupt laughter into a fake cough.

“It’s no big deal. The kitchen could do with a successful baking experience. Get its confidence up a bit.” Ash’s eyes become crescent moons as she laughs.

“Your aunt doesn’t bake?”

“Oh no, she bakes. Just not very well. You’d be doing the oven a favour, honestly.”

“Okay, you win Peter Parker. I will use your aunt’s kitchen to bake my Secret Santa gift for Harry.”

“Peter, we’ve been looking for hours.” Aunt May says gently. “Isn’t your gift exchange tomorrow?”

Peter groans, running a hand through his hair. “Yeah, it is.”

“Honey, are you sure we can’t get her the scarf and the chocolates? You can’t go wrong with chocolates.”

“I don’t know, May. It just doesn’t seem right.” Aunt May frowns and reaches up to put her arm around her nephew.

“It might help if you could tell me what you’re looking for.”

The problem is that Peter doesn’t know what he’s looking for. Despite his best efforts, maybe he just doesn’t know Ash well enough to get her the perfect gift. Truthfully, he’d been out shopping three days in a row before he even asked his aunt for help. He’d made list after list of potential gift ideas ranging from perfume (what if she’s allergic) to a stuffed animal (what is she, five?). He even considered custom guitar picks with her name on them, but none of these ideas felt right.

“I don’t know what I’m looking for!” Peter groans. “I think I’ll know it when I see it.”

“You really like this girl, huh?”

“She’s amazing May, and she just doesn’t see it. How can someone so beautiful not see that they’re beautiful? How can someone so smart not realize how smart they are?” Peter asks desperately.

“Well Peter, it’s hard for girls to see those things about themselves when the world is constantly pushing this idea of universal beauty on them. And it’s only recently that the world has begun to embrace and celebrate intelligent women.”

“That’s terrible. I just… want her to be able to see herself the way I see her.” Aunt May squeezes her nephew’s shoulder.

“Aw Pete,” Aunt May coos. “Guess we better get back to looking. It’s already 1:30 and you’ve gotta go pick her up at 4:00 don’t you?”

‘Yeah, yeah you’re right.” After another hour of searching, Peter settles on a gift. He’s not sure if it’s perfect, but something about it just felt right. He gets the store to gift wrap it for him and Aunt May takes it home while Peter catches the train to Ash’s dorm.

She’s got her hair tied back with little wisps framing her face. Her smile is small and timid, and her cheeks are developing a soft pink tint. Peter grins broadly at her in return. Ash is uncharacteristically cheeky on their journey to the grocery store, trying to get Peter to slip up and spill who he got for Secret Santa.

He can’t stop smiling.

“It’s me, isn’t it? You got me?” She asks as they wait in the checkout line at the store. This is not the first time she has asked, but this is the first time that Peter has responded.

“Why do you wanna know so bad?” Ash smiles at her feet and takes a deep breath before looking back at him--her flush has deepened to a rosy pink.

“My family does Secret Santa every year and I always figure out who everyone gets. It’s like a puzzle that I need to solve, you know? I already got Ned to tell me who he got.” Of course she did.

“Well you only have to wait one more day.” Peter says while reaching for her grocery bags. Ash tries to argue that she should carry them, but Peter just ignores her. He didn’t think that having Ash come to his apartment would make him so nervous, but the closer they got the more he started to worry.

It’s not like she’s coming to hang out. She’s coming to use your kitchen. It doesn’t matter if your room is messy, she probably won’t even see your room. Still, he needs to take a deep steadying breath when he unlocks the door.

“Aunt May, we’re here!” He calls, turning to the kitchen. His aunt doesn’t reply, because as per the note on the fridge, she has gone to do some Christmas shopping of her own and will pick up dinner on the way home (text me with what you guys want).

“So my aunt is out shopping, but she’s gonna bring back dinner for us. I’m thinking pizza. Pepperoni’s your favourite, right?” Peter doesn’t know why he asks, he knows that’s her favourite.

“I knew it!” Ash says loudly, her voice infused with an excitement that Peter has never heard before. Peter looks up from Aunt May’s note and finds Ash standing over their small kitchen table.

“Knew what?” He asks dumbly. Ash turns around and Peter spots the box in her hand--red, with a white ribbon. Her gift, left out in the open.

“You, Peter Parker, are my Secret Santa!” Ash’s smile is so cheeky and endearing that Peter can’t find it in himself to be upset that he’s been found out. “Can I open it?”

“You can’t wait one day?” He asks her with false exasperation.

“Oh, come on Peter! I’ll rewrap it for tomorrow and I can act surprised. Please?” Peter’s mouth goes dry. On the one hand, he’d like to say yes to her because he wants her to be happy. On the other hand, he’s a little scared of what he reaction might be. He didn’t realize how much he was counting on having his friends around tomorrow to filter out her response.

“Yeah, yeah, why not?” He says, his voice sounding distant. He moves to stand next to Ash, his hands nervously gripping one of the table chairs while he waits. She pulls at the ribbon with the excitement of a child, pulling at the paper and tape eagerly to reveal a plain white box. Her nails slip under the tape and she carefully pulls open the lid.

“Oh my god,” she whispers, pulling the gift out. Peter bites his lip, carefully watching her face. Her lips are slightly parted and her eyes are glistening.

Oh god, she’s about to cry, he realizes with dread. She hates it. Ashe is carefully cradling a snow globe of the New York City skyline in her hands. She looks up at Peter, her eyes swimming in unshed tears, and clears her throat.

“Did I… did I tell you that I collect snow globes?” She asks him quietly. Peter shakes his head slowly.

“No, you didn’t.” Her lower lip trembles slightly as she nods.

“I uh, have a collection back home. You know that I compete in music competitions right? I try to get a new snow globe from each place we play.” Peter clears his throat nervously.

“There’s an engraving on the bottom.” He tells her in a gentle whisper. Ash immediately turns the globe over, her watery eyes moving carefully over each letter. Peter can’t breathe while she reads the words that he and May carefully crafted together earlier this day: NEW YORK CITY HAS NEVER BEEN MORE BEAUTIFUL THAN WHEN YOU’RE HERE. When she looks up at Peter, the tears slip past her barriers and she gasps his name.

“I’m sorry,” he says quickly, reaching up to wipe her tears. “I didn’t mean to make you cry.”

“Don’t be sorry, Peter. It’s so nice. You’re so nice. You’re the nicest boy I’ve ever met.” Ash brings her arms around Peter’s waist in a tight hug. He wraps his arms around her shoulders, pressing his face into her hair. He sighs into her hair, and starts rocking them from side to side in an attempt to elicit a laugh from Ash--he’s successful.

She pulls back, but does not let go of Peter, to present him with a watery smile.

“Are you sure you didn’t know about the snow globes?” She asks him teasingly.

“No, it just… seemed right.” Ash’s smile becomes more sincere under his gaze, the atmosphere becoming charged with an unnamed something more.

“It does.” She agrees, pressing her cheek to his chest in a second hug.

The next day, she and Peter walk hand in hand into the library for their last study group of the semester. When Harry holds the mistletoe over them, Peter doesn’t hesitate to kiss his girlfriend in front of their friends, even though he knows Ash’s face will be beet red for the rest of the day because of it.

Harry, as Peter assured Ash, did love her homemade cookies.

“Careful there Pete, now that I know she can bake I might try and steal her away from you.” He teases. Ash’s flush deepens and Peter thrills when she chooses to hide her face in his chest.

“I don’t think that’ll be possible Osborn,” Peter teases back. ��I’m stronger than I look and I don’t see myself letting go of her any time soon.”

“Oh my god, you two need to stop!” Ash groans, voice muffled by Peter’s Christmas sweater.

They do stop their teasing… for about five minutes.

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The night air was chilly on Warren’s bare arms and he involuntarily shivered as he took another drag from his cigarette. It would have been a quiet September night, were it not for the distant sound of music coming from the Blackwell swimming pool. He was in front of the dormitories, so he could barely make out the song that was currently playing – it was one of those typical techno party things, the type of music you could only listen to after you had enough drinks. At least, that was what Warren thought. Speaking of drinks, however, that was something Warren had had enough of that night. He usually was a happy drunk kind of guy and mostly had fun at the Vortex Club parties he attended. He would arrive and have one or two beers – more than enough for him to get tipsy – talk to some of the people, have a good time and then go back to being a science nerd the next morning. Today, however, his body and mind did not seem to cooperate. The alcohol had just made him feel sick and more thoughtful than usual. Maybe it had been a bad idea to go partying when he had not been feeling well in the first place.

He let out a sigh and looked at the small roll of tobacco between his thumb and index finger. Hayden had given him his almost empty pack of cigarettes at the party. The guy had been stoned and was going on about how Warren had let him copy his homework once and was getting kind of emotional about it, so he decided to give Warren something in return, and it happened to be a nearly used up pack of Marlboros. He could feel it in the back pocket of his jeans – he would need to find a place to keep them in his room later.

Warren had thought he would never touch these cancer sticks again – and he had avoided them, for over a year, but now, here he was. What would his friends think if they saw him like that? On second thought, they would probably laugh about it and shrug it off. At least Kate would be concerned about his health. In general, however, they surely would not really care. Still, he preferred to not be seen in that moment. Luckily, everybody seemed to be either in their bedroom or at the party, so he could inhale poisonous chemicals in peace.

As if on cue, Warren heard somebody call out in frustration from the other side of the dormitory ground. “Shit”, he hissed and out of panic, he threw the cigarette on the ground, quickly stomping it out. After waiting a few seconds, Warren realized that nobody was coming, and he breathed out a sigh of relief. However, he heard the person shouting profanity again, and Warren soon got an idea just who that frustrated stranger was. Normally, he would avoid that guy at all costs, but curiosity got the better of him, so he started walking over to where the noise had come from. As he was making his way, Warren realized the voice had come from where the Tobanga was, which made him feel a little uneasy. He hoped that nobody was messing with the totem.

However, the scene that played out in front of him was nothing like he had expected. Warren had been right about one thing – the person he saw was indeed the infamous ‘rich kid’. Nathan Prescott was pushing the Tobanga with all his might, his feet already quite far away from the totem itself, so that if his hands were to slip off, he would immediately fall face-down onto the ground.

“Uh… Nathan?”, Warren asked. He was confused and a little shocked, to say the least.

The older boy looked up, and as soon as he saw Warren, his expression changed. It almost seemed like he was glad to see him there, which was weird, since he always used to just frown upon everybody around him, especially nerds like Warren.

“Oh, it’s you! Perfect!”, he cheered and stopped pushing the helpless totem. “You’re a science nerd, right?”

“Uh”, Warren said, even more confused. “Yeah?”

“Can you help me get this stupid thing out of here?”, he said, pointing at the Tobanga.

“What- what does have to do with me being- “, Warren began, but hesitated to continue for a moment. Nathan was very likely high on something and he should probably just stop the guy from getting himself into even more trouble. “Listen, Nathan, I… I think you should just go back to the party and see your friends, alright?”

“Fuck them”, Nathan called. “And I don’t give a shit about that fucking party, either.” After that, he went back to his business, this time pulling at the Tobanga instead of pushing it. “Are you just gonna keep staring at me or will you help me?”, he asked, looking at Warren with a serious expression.

He sighed and walked over to Nathan, attempting to stop him. “I’m not going to help you, I- “

“Come on, Warren”, he whined. “Don’t be lame.”

Warren was caught off guard for a moment, honestly surprised that Nathan even knew his name. “Nathan, you’re getting yourself into trouble”, he said, but soon realized the Prescott probably would not care. He rubbed at his eyes, trying to collect his thoughts and thinking about ways to persuade Nathan to come with him, or just leave, anything but what he was doing right now. He knew he should not care and just get away before he got into trouble as well, but he could not bring himself to. When he opened his eyes again, Nathan was right in front of him, offering Warren a bottle of Vodka.

“Woah”, he said, a little startled. “Where did you get that all of a sudden?”

“Had it with me”, Nathan shrugged. “You want some?”

Warren made a face. “No, thanks.”

Nathan knitted his brows. “Come on, Warren, stop being a little bitch. Break the rules, bust shit up. Have some fun for once.”

Warren crossed his arms. His definition of ‘fun’ definitely did not include breaking the law with a douche like Nathan Prescott. Then again, he had been kind of nice so far this night – for his standards, anyway. Maybe they could even get along in the future? It would not hurt to at least try, right?

Warren sighed, rubbing his neck. “Fine.”

Nathan smirked and handed the bottle over. Warren eyeballed the clear liquid, trying to estimate just how bad it would be.

“Never had shots before?”, the older boy laughed.

“Uh… Nope”, Warren admitted. He could feel a blush creeping onto his face.

“My, uh, best advice is to just down the shit. Don’t keep it in for too long. It’s effective, but the taste is fucking disgusting the first times you drink it.”

Warren smiled at Nathan. “Okay, I guess I’ll try”, he said, still a little uncertain.

The older boy lightly punched his shoulder. “There you go, Graham!”

Warren took a deep breath and brought the bottle to his lips, tilting it quickly and without too much thought. To say that it was disgusting was an understatement, but he tried to follow Nathan’s advice and swallowed it as fast as he could. The alcohol burned all the way down his throat and left a warm feeling in his stomach.

Warren gave Nathan back the bottle, grimacing a little. “Fuck, dude”, he said. “That’s horrible.” Nathan just smirked back at him and took a sip of Vodka himself. He seemed to be comfortable with them sharing the same bottle, which Warren had not expected.

Unsurprisingly, Warren quickly started feeling sick, the burning taste still on his tongue. Turning away from Nathan, he groaned and leaned over a bit, his hands on his knees.

“Woah, dude, you alright?”, Nathan asked, putting a hand on Warren’s shoulder. “Do you have to throw up?”

Warren assured that he only needed a moment, which Nathan seemed to understand, as he did not say anything and just took a step back.

After a few seconds, Nathan suddenly called out: “Wait, are you kidding me?” and took something out of Warren’s back pocket. At first, he was confused (had Nathan really just almost grabbed his ass without a care in the world?), but then he saw the Marlboros in Nathan’s hands, and his breath caught. Oh fuck.

“Are these yours?”, he asked, astonishment apparent in his features, as well as his voice.

“N-no, I just – uh…”, Warren blabbered, not knowing what to say.

“I knew you weren’t just some boring nerd! That’s so fucking hilarious”, Nathan laughed and opened the pack. “They’re almost empty, too.”

Warren swallowed nervously. “Nathan, um – can you… can you please keep it to yourself? I don’t want anyone to know.”

“Oh, I see”, he smirked. “So, what’s in for me?”

Warren opened his mouth to say something, but Nathan continued speaking before he could say anything. “You should see your face”, he grinned. “I’m just kidding. But now that I know you’re not as lame as you pretend to be, I’ll make you drink another shot” he said, holding the bottle in front of Warren.

With a sigh, he took it. “I guess I have to, huh? Just one more, though.”

Nathan smirked. “Just one”, he repeated.

Warren awoke with a massive headache, immediately regretting he went to that damned Vortex Club party in the first place. Groaning, he sat up, and the first thing he saw was a bucket next to his bed. There was already some vomit in it, and he thanked past-Warren for taking care of his drunk ass. Speaking of the Vortex Club party and past-Warren, though, he slowly realized that he did not remember much of the night. He had not been feeling well but decided to try going to the party anyway, had one beer, talked to Alyssa and Brooke – and for some reason, Hayden, as well, but was not sure about what – and… Then what? Warren scratched his head. He usually did not have any blackouts, mainly because he did not drink much. Was it because he had not been feeling too good this time? No matter what he did, though, he definitely needed a shower.

After cleaning himself up and taking some painkillers, Warren felt somewhat good again. The majority of the people he met in the halls were hungover as well, nothing extraordinary after a Vortex Club party. However, when Warren was walking across the dormitory ground, Samuel approached him, telling him something weird.

“Ah, Warren, Samuel can see that you are better.”

“Hello, Samuel”, Warren greeted. “Better than yesterday, you mean?”, he asked and rubbed his neck. He did not even remember meeting Samuel. “We had, um, a talk, right?”, he asked, not wanting to give away that he had a blackout from drinking.

“Samuel would not call it ‘talk’, but you may if you like.”

Warren frowned. “What did I do?”

“Oh, Warren, Samuel is quite glad you can’t remember”. The janitor smiled a little. “You would be … embarrassed.” With that, he excused himself, saying he needed to continue cleaning up, and left. Warren was confused. What had he done?

Later in the evening, Warren was in the boys’ bathroom, getting ready for bed, and he still had not gotten any answers. He had talked to Alyssa and Brooke, but they had not been able to tell him anything. All they knew was he had left the party early and that they had not seen him after that. He had just finished brushing his teeth as Nathan Prescott walked into the bathroom. Warren only then realized he had not seen the guy the whole day, but he did not think too much of it. He had probably just been sick, even more than Warren, because Nathan usually got more wasted than anybody. However, he seemed to be wrong, as Nathan called out his name, apparently even angrier than usual.

“Graham!”

Warren turned to look at Nathan, more confused than before. “What is it?”

“Stop playing dumb, asshole”, he said, walking over to Warren. He stopped when he was right in front of Warren and glared at him. Even though he was a bit shorter than Warren, he would be lying if he said he did not find Nathan to be intimidating. “You know exactly what happened yesterday”, he hissed. “And if you’re as smart as you claim to be, you better keep your mouth shut about- “

“Woah, Nathan”, Warren said, raising his hands in a defensive manner. “I don’t remember anything from last night. I don’t even know that I ever spoke to you.”

“Stop lying to me, you- “

“Nathan, I swear”, he re-emphasized. “Samuel was already being weird and I had no idea what I did, but nobody could tell me. But, apparently, you know something?”

Nathan looked at Warren for a moment, probably contemplating whether he believed him or not. Eventually, his expression softened. “I actually don’t remember talking to you, either. Not… really, at least. It’s all fuzzy. But that creepy janitor said that even though you didn’t really do anything, he saw us together when I-“ Suddenly, he came to a halt. “Forget I said anything!”, he hissed, frowning even more than before. “And if you tell anyone about this, you’ll fucking regret it”, he called. With that, he left the boys’ bathroom, leaving an astonished Warren behind.

It seemed like he would never learn what happened in that night. Warren let out a sigh of frustration. “What a douche”, he mumbled.

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