This scene takes place after Stan leaves to make Kyle wait for him by the bench. It's in Stan's POV. Confused? Explanation is in the A/N below.
I easily found Kyle walking towards one of the exits. Just as I figured, he was trying to leave again. The only reason her hadn't left earlier, was probably because he knew I'd be on the look out. I congratulate him on his effort, but sometimes he was just too predictable.
"Hey Kyle!" I called out, causing him to freeze mid-stride. He turned his head around slowly to lock eyes with me. The expression on his face was really laughable. It resembled a deer caught in headlights. He wasn't honestly thinking he could still get away right? Apparently he did, because he broke out in a full sprint.
I had expected him to do that. I pulled a single sheet of paper out of my pocket, holding it up in the air.
"I have your homework!" I shouted at him, effectively stopping him in his tracks. He didn't need to turn around to know I was telling the truth. Though he did pause for a short moment, probably debating whether or not he should continue his escape. He could always do it again, we both know that, but was it worth the work?
I smirked as he muttered under his breath."You bastard..." He sent a glare in my direction before turning around grudgingly and to walk back to me.
He stood in front of me and narrowed his eyes, shifting his glance to the paper in my hand. When he reached out to grab it however, I moved it just barely out of reach. He stepped closer and tried again, only to receive the same results. It only took a slight shift of my arm to keep the piece of paper out of his reach. He came close a few times, fingers grazing it, but he couldn't take it from my grasp in the end. He eventually gave up with a frustrated sigh.
I smirked victoriously. "Now, I'm going to give this back to you." I started moving the paper back down slowly, but when he made a grab for it, I pulled it back, once again out of his reach. "In return, I expect you to stay put and listen to me. Do not run away." I moved the assignment back down once again, only to quickly jerk it back out of reach when he moved his arm. "I repeat, Do not run away. Got that?"
He glared at me and nodded his head as I moved the assignment back within reach. He eagerly snatched the paper out of my hand, holding it close, probably in fear that I might snatch it away again. Smart choice.
I smiled in amusement, locking eyes with him once again to make sure he understood my next words. "Do keep in mind the fact that I can change your locker combination at any given time and then withhold the new code from you."
He scowled at me, folding his homework and placing it in his pocket. He sent me a glare as he growled, "You wouldn't dare."
I gave him a grin that conveyed the fact that I was not kidding. "Wanna try me?"
He stared at me for a few seconds in disbelief before he finally gave in and asked in an annoyed tone, "What do you want?"
My grin widened as I handed him the drink Ericka gave me. "Hold onto this for me and wait by the double bench next to the fountain." I motioned toward a general direction I thought the bench was in.
He gave the can a quick glance before looking back up at me. His face was now contorted into a confused expression rather an angry or annoyed one. "What are you going to-"
I held up my hand and cut him off, leaving an explanation that wasn't really one at all. "I'm going to go look for Henrietta since her phone was confiscated for the weekend."
I shot him a grin. "I'll see you later, dude." I left him with plenty of questions to mull over as I began walking off.
Since we're best friends, he probably already knows I don't plan on coming back. I smirked as I heard him muttering under his breath again. He probably didn't intend on letting me hear him, but that's what he gets for not waiting for me to get out of earshot.
"Fuck... guess I'll wait for half an hour before ditching... in case he somehow finds out..." I glanced back to see him walking off toward the fountain.
I smirked once again, letting the wind drown out my voice. "Mission accomplished."
A/N: This... ended up being twice as long after the revision...
This is going to be a series of omakes to accompany Memores Acti Prudentes Futuri which is written by Aimless-A-Smiles, so it'll make more sense if you read that first. The chapters will vary in length, some may be short and some may be long depending on the idea. I plan on making the omake collection as long as MAPF- chapter wise that is. Hopefully I can update this every time she updates XD;;
Though, if the revisions take as long as this one did, it might take a little longer than expected to keep up...
Kyle is a nerd, and Stan was too boss in this... I can't believe Stan managed to grab his homework in the first place...
Anyway, I hope you all enjoyed reading this and any chapters to come. Reviews are appreciated and help motivate me :D
