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New school *part 1* (Tom Holland)


Requested by abby_0608: Y/N gets expelled from her old school for getting into fights so she moves to a new school. She already knows people at her new school and so immediately gets in with the popular crowd. Tom is one of the popular guys in the group but they get off on the wrong foot. They keep fighting and getting sent to the principal. They end up being paired up for an assignment and do nothing but argue, until the sexual tension between them explodes and they hook up. They come in together the day after and all of their friends agree that they look really good together.


I stood in front of the school, my eyes looking up at the building and my jaw clenching as I looked up at the structure that I could already tell that I'd hate.

"What a fucking joke." I mumbled and shook my head as I got my cigarette carton out of my pocket and got one out. I put it in between my lips and raised my lighter to it, my other hand shielding the flame as I lit the cigarette. I removed it from my lips and looked up at the joke of a school again as I breathed the smoke out. This was my fifth school in as many months, and to say that I was so fucking over education was an understatement. I'd admit to always having been a troubled child, my parents inflicted with a kid who misbehaved, didn't get along with others, and fucking hated being told what to do. Meaning that school really didn't work for me. I had just been expelled from yet another school, my behaviour and fighting with other students getting me a one-way ticket out of that one, and into this one. It was already a better deal considering that I actually knew people at this school, so I'd be walking straight into the popular crowd. And that was what I needed. I definitely wasn't here to learn, so I needed to be here for the parties and the popularity.

"Y/N, hey!" I looked down, a smile curling onto my lips as Haley walked towards me.

"Mate, it's been too long." I smiled as I hugged her.

"It really has been. What the fuck did you do to end up here? They only send you here when you have nowhere else that'll accept you." She teased.

"It was pretty easy once I'd broken a mirror with a girl's face." I shrugged, making her raise her eyebrows as I dropped my cigarette and stomped it out.

"Remind me never to piss you off." She smirked, making me return it as she hooked her arm around mine and we started to head into the building.


"Please tell me that the other teachers aren't as boring as he was, because if they are, I'm going to have to get myself kicked out again." I scoffed as Haley and I headed out of our fourth class of the day.

"No, he's a special breed of boring, don't worry. Do you fancy going out for a fag? I'm desperate for one." She sighed.

"Yeah, go on." I nodded.

"It'll be a good chance too for me to introduce you to the rest of my lot. Wait until you meet Tom Holland. You'll love him, he's exactly your type." She smirked. I returned it and bit my lip, my heart jumping slightly at the idea of meeting this guy as Haley took my arm again and led me out of the school. She led me round the side of it, a group of guys and girls coming into my view as we walked around. One of them looked up at me, a cigarette in between his thin lips as his gorgeously messy curls hung slightly over his face. He gave me a small smirk, making my eyes roll as Haley led me to the girls.

"Guys, this is Y/N, the girl that I told you about." She nodded as the group of four other girls looked at me.

"Wait, are you the one who's already been expelled from, like, four schools? I'm terrified of you." One scoffed.

"Thank you." I smirked, making them all laugh. Suddenly, I glanced at the boys to see the curly-haired one still staring at me. He winked, making me scoff and shake my head. He may have been fucking attractive, but I didn't put up with that type of shit from guys. Ever.

"Take a picture, it'll last longer." I scoffed at him.

"Nah, love, I'm alright. Think that I'd rather enjoy the view whilst it's right in front of me." He nodded, making my eyes widen at this guy's fucking cheek as he blew the cigarette smoke out of his lips.

"And I'd rather that you didn't enjoy the view at all. I'm not some object that's there to be gazed at by men. I'm a person." I smiled sarcastically.

"Yes, darling, I did notice. I just chose to continue staring. I like staring at beautiful things." He continued to flirt. But I wasn't having it. I flipped him off and rolled my eyes, making him smirk as I turned back to Haley and the girls.

"Y/N, what the fuck? Do you realise who that is?" She asked in a slightly hushed voice.

"No, and I don't care either." I shrugged.

"You do, because that's Tom." She stated. My eyes widened and I looked over my shoulder at him, the boy now laughing at whatever his blond friend had said as they continued to smoke.

"That's Tom? You said that he was exactly my type, but he's such an asshole." I scoffed.

"Sorry, what was that?" I heard him call. I looked over my shoulder again at him to see his eyes back on me.

"I called you an asshole, asshole, and what?" I scoffed again. He laughed and stomped out his cigarette, making me clench my jaw and turn to face him as he started to walk towards me.

"Are we going to have a problem, sweetheart? Because I don't take kindly to people calling me names like that." He stated.

"And I don't take kindly to guys staring at me and calling me nicknames within five seconds of knowing me." I nodded, the boy's smirk dropping as he got closer to me and clearly got more annoyed with me.

"Okay, so I take that as yes, we're going to have a problem." He spoke through gritted teeth as he got even closer to me.

"I'd say so, yeah." I spat, making him clench his jaw as we were now right in front of each other, the boy looking at me with a now stone-cold face.

"Woah, hey, okay, let's not get this very potential-filled relationship off to a bad start." The blond boy chuckled awkwardly as he gently put his hand on Tom's shoulder and pushed him back, Tom and I still glaring at each other as Haley also pulled me back.

"Too late, Haz. Too fucking late." Tom mumbled, making me roll my eyes as he gave me one last stare before letting his friend pull him away.

"Y/N, what the fuck was that?! No one pisses Tom off." Haley scoffed as she pulled me back to the girls.

"Well, I just did, and I don't give a fuck. You were right that he's my type looks-wise, but I can already tell how much of a dick he is from not even five minutes of interaction. Fuck him." I shook my head.

"You could have done, if you hadn't just pissed him off." She nodded. I rolled my eyes again and sighed, my heart still thumping in anger as I looked over my shoulder at the boy. He returned the look and clenched his jaw, making me return the expression before turning back to Haley. I had just made myself an enemy in my own friendship group, and I could already feel how difficult that would make things. How fucking right I turned out to be.


~Four months later~

"Shut the fuck up, and go back to your own conversation." I spat with a nod as I sat at the table in the classroom and looked over my shoulder at Tom, who was sitting at the table behind me.

"If your conversation wasn't predominantly chatting shit about me, I wouldn't have had to butt in in the first place." Tom snapped back as he pointed his finger at me.

"You have no fucking clue what we're talking about, leave me alone for once in your pathetic little life." I hissed.

"Oh, I'm the one with the pathetic little life?! If your life is so fucking great, why are you chatting shit about ME?!" He yelled.

"I wasn't, not everything is about you!" I shouted back, making him scoff and shake his head as he stared at me. It had been four months since I'd started at this school and therefore had gotten off on a bad foot with Tom, and things had only gotten progressively worse by the day. Since our first fight, brought on by him staring and me not giving him a free pass for that just because he was hot, we'd fought every day about everything from who got the last cigarette from a friend offering one, to who had been chatting shit about who. Whatever we could fight about, we would. It was a shame because Tom really was a very attractive guy, and all accounts from the girls that he had slept with suggested that he would be the best fuck of anyone's life, so it sucked that that amazing face and body, and apparently equally as incredible lay, was accompanied by an asshole personality. An asshole personality that I really didn't get along with.

"Don't bullshit me, love, I fucking heard you say my name, and knowing you, it wasn't anything nice." He spat as he stood up from his chair and started walking towards our table.

"Okay, we're doing this, huh? Like I said, not everything is about you, egotistical prick." I snapped, making him clench his jaw as we once again stared each other down.

"Guys, come on, enough of this." Haley sighed, her hand taking my arm as Harrison pushed Tom back just like they'd both done on our first fight, and what they'd done every fight since.

"It'll be enough once she stops chatting shit about me." Tom nodded.

"Go fuck yourself, Tommy." I scoffed, knowing that the use of his nickname from my lips pissed him off. Hence why I did it.

"Woah, woah, what's going on here?" We all turned to look at the door as our teacher walked in. Her eyes widened slightly as she saw Tom and I staring each other down.

"Someone tell me that this is NOT what I think it is...again." She spat. I sighed and looked at Tom, him clenching his jaw as he returned the look. Our constant fighting for the last four months had gained us a reputation with the teachers of being troublemakers, and so whilst we fought a lot, we did try and not fight in front of teachers, because if they caught us, it was a one-way ticket to the headmaster's office. But, this time, we'd failed to avoid that.

"Sorry, miss-."

"I don't want to hear it. Both of you, headmaster's office, now." She nodded as she pointed to the door. Both of us rolled our eyes, our hands collecting our work and bags before starting to leave the classroom.


Tom and I sat on the business side of the headmaster's desk, my fingers gently tapping against the armrest of the leather seats as we waited for him.

"Will you fucking stop that already, it's almost as annoying as you are." Tom mumbled.

"Shut the fuck up." I scoffed, making him roll his eyes as the door opened. We both continued to stare ahead as the headmaster appeared, the man sighing as he sat down in his chair.

"Why am I not surprised? It's the third time just this week, you two, this is getting ridiculous." He stated.

"It was her fault."

"Bullshit, it was all him."

"Enough, from both of you. I couldn't care less who started it, all I care about is the fact that you fight so regularly that it's now distracting you and other students from your work, and that's unacceptable. I know that both of you have issues and that neither of you have worked well in other schools, but this is the last chance for both of you. If you fail here, if I have to expel you for your behaviour, you don't get to go anywhere else. This is the last chance for you, so I suggest that you stop sabotaging yourselves." He nodded. I sighed and clenched my jaw, Tom having the same expression on his face as he leant his head against his finger that was held up by his elbow against the armrest.

"Sir, maybe one of us should move classes, then. It doesn't help that we've got all of our classes together." I mumbled.

"What, so that you can just fight at break and lunch instead? Nice try, but I know that you're in the same friendship group. So, no. We're trying something different. You've just been assigned a partner project in your English class. Well, I'm officially pairing you two for it." He stated. My eyes widened, as did Tom's as we both sat up properly in our chairs.

"Sorry, sir, are you saying that we have to work together?" Tom scoffed.

"Because I'm pretty sure that we do not want to work together." I shook my head.

"For once, I actually agree with her." Tom nodded.

"I know that you two don't want to work together, but that's the entire point of this exercise. You have to work together. This assignment is the most important one in the subject, you fail your class if you don't get a C or above, so you need to do well in this. You need to work together because if one of you fails, both of you fail." He explained. I sighed and sat back in the chair, my teeth chewing on my lip as I could already picture the long and infuriating hours that would be ahead of us for this project. At least I practically hated Tom's guts, so it would be easy to avoid pouncing on him when we were alone and had the chance to hook up. Not that I thought about that with him of course...

"Am I understood?" I snapped back as the headmaster spoke again, him looking between us as he waited for our answers.

"Yeah, sir, you are." Tom sighed and nodded, the boy's finger still holding his head up as his body relaxedly slouched out in front of him. The headmaster looked at me.

"And you, Y/N?" He asked.

"Work together for the assignment, don't kill each other, pass with flying colours and don't get expelled from yet another school." I nodded.

"Exactly. I'm going to wish you both good luck because I think that you need it. And for the love of god, don't kill each other. With you two, I'm not joking." He shook his head. I rolled my eyes, Tom sighing as we both stood up and grabbed our stuff. I headed out of the office, Tom following behind me as we left. I put my tongue in my cheek, my mind already not wanting to do this project with him of all people, but knowing that I had no choice as I turned to face him.

"So...how do we start this?" I scoffed and shook my head. Tom sighed and clenched his jaw at me again for the millionth time today.

"My house will be empty tonight until five. You can come over until then and we can start on this fucking dumb thing. The more hours that we put in now, the sooner that it's done and the sooner that we can go back to not talking." He nodded.

"Sounds perfect to me." I scoffed, making him roll his eyes as we turned and started to go in opposite directions. I sighed and bit my lip, my stomach doing slight flips of anxiety in my body as I walked to the girls' bathroom. I wasn't even sure why I felt anxious at the idea of being alone with Tom. Maybe it was the thought of the cliche stereotype that us hating each other was actually unresolved sexual tension that was bound to explode when we got time to just ourselves. I would admit that it was a little bit of that for me, anyway. Tom may have been a prick, but he was still a very attractive prick who I'd fuck if given the chance. Even if it did just end up being hate sex. And maybe that would be what would happen after all. I gulped harshly as I headed into the bathroom, trying to clear my mind of the dirty thoughts before they got me going too much as I headed into one of the cubicles and shut the door. 

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