@ascool_14 again :)
You're passing notes about Two-Bit to your best friend and he reads them

'God, look at how cute he is,' I thought to myself, staring at my crush, Two-Bit Mathews. He had rust colored hair, with cute little side burns, and bright, happy eyes. I'd liked him since probably 5th grade. He was the jokester of our class, but he was never mean and his pranks never went overboard. He'd been held back a few times, so he was a little older than us, but it didn't matter too much.

I smiled at him from across the room, where he was telling a long, animated story to a few of his friends, who were all cracking up.

"Y/N," he called to me. "Why don't 'cha come over and join the party?" I blushed. I wasn't really good at "talking" to him, per-say. I was more the stand in the background and laugh at his jokes kind of girl.

"I-I cou-" I started to say, but our teacher, Mr. Thomas, had just walked into the room.

"Good morning, class. Please take your seats," he said. I stayed where I was, and in a minute or two all of them were taken up. Two-Bit sat two behind me, and my best friend sat right behind him.

Every time the teacher said something, Two-Bit would have a hilarious, adorable comeback for him. All of the teachers enjoyed it, if he was going to repeat their classes so many times, at least he was participating.

Something that he said really got me thinking, so I scribbled a little note to my best friend.

"Can you hand this back to Y/F/N?" I asked the guy sitting directly behind me. He peeked back and nodded. And handed it right into the hands of no other than Two-Bit Mathews.

"Is this for me?!" He exclaimed, unfolding it. "How kind!" He cleared his throat, and I braced myself for the embarrassment of him reading my note aloud.

"Two-Bit is just so..." and then he stopped. Thank god....

I was blushing like mad. I was thankful that he stopped, but I still wanted to bury myself in a hole. I knew he had read the whole thing. He knew all about my crush. He knew everything. All about what I thought about him. And he was embarrassed, that's why he stopped.

"Y/N, you wrote this?" He asked. I nodded, although he couldn't see me. Which was good, because my cheeks probably looked like a ripe tomato.

"Mr. Thomas, can we step out for a minute?" He asked our teacher. I opened a binder and hid it in front of my face.

"Is everything okay, Mr. Mathews?" He asked in response. I could hear the smile on Two-Bit's voice.

"Yes sir," he said.  The teacher nodded, and Two-Bit stood up. The whole room was silent. I was frozen.

"C'mon," Two-Bit said. I just sat there. Until he took my hand that is. I wanted to know what was going on. What he thought of the note. When we were out of the classroom, alone, I completely panicked.

"I'm so sorry," I said. "I never should have written anything about you." It's not like it was anything bad... He smiled, chuckling.

"Two-Bit is the hottest guy in the school," he teased in a falsetto voice. It's not like that was what I wrote... exactly. I blushed.

"Sorry... Why're you apologizing though?" He asked me. I shrugged. Maybe because you think I'm weird now and I don't my crush thinking I'm completely nuts?

"Well, just so you know, if you wanted to go out sometime, I wouldn't say no," he said. I tried to smile, although I was still nervous.

"You wouldn't?" I asked.

"I mean, I might if someone else came along... Just kidding. I can't think of anyone much better than Y/Full/N." He winked at me.

"Thank you," I muttered. "Should we be getting back to class now?" He shook his head.

"We haven't planned out our date yet!" He exclaimed. "And we haven't done this, either." He tilted my chin towards his, and we kissed for the first time. Maybe I should start passing notes more often...

That was so cheesy, I'm sorry, but my ratings are going down and I like being a popular fanfic 😂 Do you have a request? Greaser of your choice, you choose the prompt, your name will be in it. Let me know! -Katy