Disclaimer: I do not own Big Wolf on Campus or the characters.
Author's note: This is my first Slash fic. Hopefully it doesn't suck too much.
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Not the way to start things.Chapter 1: Sleep Talking
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Merton, surprisingly energetic, walked down the school hall to his locker on that early Monday morning. He saw other kids in the hall walking slow like zombies with their necks barley holding up their heads. He decided he shouldn't put this morning energy to waste, so he smiled at everyone that looked up to him. Most of them just grunted or rolled their eyes, although a few did smile back, surprisingly.
He came up to his locker and turned the lock dial, 5, 30, 7 he said in his head. He opened his locker and took his period A, B, and C books out and took the books out of his book bag and put them into the locker. He slightly closed the locker and looked up and down the hall for Tommy and Lori. He couldn't find either of them.
Almost every day they'd meet in front of the lockers a few minutes before class. Merton didn't think too much about it and was about ready to slam the locker until he found a small, folded piece of paper on the top shelf of the locker, where he kept his books. What the-? Merton said in his head. Without waiting another second of curiosity, he grabbed the paper. It read the words "need a ride" on the one forth sized, folded piece of paper. Merton thought a second to himself. He knew it was Tommy by the handwriting. But it was a little odd that he wrote a note. As long as he's known him, Tommy never wrote a note, Especially one that was secretly got tucked into his locker as if it was a secret love note. Merton laughed out loud at the thought of Tommy writing secret love notes to him… to anyone for that matter.
After zoning out for a couple of seconds, Merton unfolded the note and read the contents inside:
Hey, sorry I couldn't meet ya this morning but couch is now having morning and afternoon practices. Both an hour every day. Anyway, can you give me a ride after my practice at 4? I know you got your 'Guild' thing goin on – Guild thing? Merton repeated in his head. I worked hard for it to not just be called 'The Guild Thing,' Merton thought. He decided to let it 'slip by' and he read the rest of the note.-today till 4 so it shouldn't be a problem.
P.S. Lori's sick today. She called me yesterday-And not me? Merton thought again in his head.
And I bet you thought it was kind of weird of seeing a note in your locker. Am I right?
It was like Tommy was reading his mind. But before Merton had a thought about it, the screeching bell rang and he shoved the note in his pocket and ran off to his first class.
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After five long Monday morning classes, Merton was ready for some lunch. For some reason, the energy he had this morning burnt out before his second period.
He walked to the tables they normally sat at and looked for Tommy. It took him a little longer to find him because only Tommy's back head and neck were showing at the table. Tommy's forehead was on the edge of the table and his arms were also on the table surrounding his head.
"I see that you're not hungry." Merton observed. Usually Tommy never skipped out on lunch. He'd have anything and everything from the lunch line that was originally from a chicken. But today all he had was a can of Mountain Dew.
"I'm too tired to eat." Tommy said, not making an effort to look up to Merton.
"I'm never too tired to eat." Merton said, then quickly taking a bite of his French fry.
"I didn't sleep well last night." Tommy said. The same dull voice, and still not taking the effort to put up his head.
It was pretty usual for kids not to sleep well on Sundays. But Merton slept pretty well every night. He was a fast sleeper.
"Oh." Merton simply responded. "Oh, and I got your note. Sorry, I can't take you home." Merton looked to Tommy to see if his head even shot up a little. No luck. "Yea, I got a hot date with Marcy Buck." Merton looked to see the expression on Tommy's face, but of course, his head didn't even move a muscle.
Tommy finally put his chin on the top of his hand that was on table. "Do you really expect me to believe that?"
"Hey, it was worth a shot. And, yea, I'll take you home."
Before even taking a second bite out of his French fry, Tommy got up and swigged his book bag over his shoulder. Before Merton could ask, Tommy already had his mouth open.
"I godda go see Mr. Davis about my Calculus test."
"You know what that means if he doesn't give you your test with the rest of the class?"
"Yea, I either did really good or really bad. I'm assuming the second one. Well, see ya at the hearse around four." Tommy took the last sip out of his Mountain Dew and just like that, he walked out of the cafeteria.
After Tommy was out of sight, Merton looked around him. Nothing. No one. He had forgotten what it felt like to sit with no one. He didn't like retouching the memories. He decided to eat a little faster and be early for his next class.
Merton got a little wierded out in the cafeteria. He couldn't stand just sitting there, alone. How did he stand that for the other three years?
Merton was lucky. Well, at least lucky enough to have a friend like Tommy. Merton found out how lucky he was that afternoon. What if I never met Tommy? Merton pondered, as he walked down the hall for his next class. I know things would be a lot different. Merton thought to himself. I bet Tommy would be in a glass cube right now, being observed by scientists for the government. Merton laughed at his own statement, and then the mental picture kind of freaked him out. And Tommy is lucky to have a friend like me. Merton gloated on his own head. I mean Tommy's cover would have defiantly been blown by now. Sudden thoughts and mental images bombarded Merton's head.
By the time he got to the class half the students were already there. He'd thought he left early enough to be the first one there. I guess zoning out slows down your pace.
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Merton walked out the front school doors. And headed for his hearse. Merton's afternoon classes always seemed longer than the morning ones. It was kind of weird considering that he only had two afternoon classes compared to five.
When he got closer, he saw Tommy leaning on the passenger side of the car. It almost looked like Tommy was asleep…
"Wake up sleeping beauty." Merton said to Tommy as he hit his shoulder to throw off his balance. For a second, it looked like Tommy was about to fall, but he caught his balance at the last nanosecond it seemed like. "Man, you are tired."
"Do not even ask me how practice went." Tommy said opening the passenger door.
"Tommy, Tommy, Tommy," Merton said with a sigh. As he went to the other side of the car and got in. "You should know by now that I am basically against all school functions especially extra circular activates. So I really don't care how your sportsy-sportsy practice went."
"I was more tired than I thought." Tommy said with a smile. That was the first smile that Merton had seen all day from Tommy's lips.
Merton just smiled back and turned on the engine. He drove to the parking lot exit and looked over to Tommy. To his surprise, Tommy was already asleep. "Tommy?" Merton questioned to see if he was awake. Yep, he was gone. "I guess that Mountain Dew didn't help." Merton murmured to himself as he head toward Tommy's street.
Within ten minutes he stopped in front of Tommy's driveway. Merton turned to see Tommy. He looked so innocent asleep. Part of Merton wanted to let Tommy sleep. He looked too comfortable. He had his head we against the window and head rest. The other side wanted-
"Mmm…"
Merton stopped in mid-thought. Was that Tommy talking in his sleep? A few other words escaped Tommy's mouth but he couldn't make them out. When Tommy got to sleep at Merton's house, it didn't take him long to start talking in his sleep. A few times Merton would wake up when Tommy would start yelling in his sleep, even if he was sleeping on the other side of the room on the couch. But it was odd for someone to start sleep talking in ten minutes. It was probably a world record.
"Merton."
Merton's heart skipped a beat when Tommy said his name. What could he be dreaming about? Why me? Merton thought it was kind of funny and kinda of weird at the same time.
"Mmm, Merton… mmm…"
Merton's heart leaped into his throat. This time Tommy said it a little different.
Is Tommy moaning my name? It wasn't really a question. It was a statement. Why is he moaning my name? This was starting to freak Merton out. Merton leaned against the door to get the farthest away from Tommy in the car.
The corners of Tommy's mouth ever so slightly moved up, causing a small smile. Now he's smiling in his sleep!
"Mmm… Merton…"
Now this was really getting weird. Tommy moaning Merton's name and smiling was too much for Merton to handle. "Oh my God…" Merton said out loud. He couldn't be dreaming… that.
All of a sudden Tommy body jumped up as if a car door slammed right in front of his ear. Which was Merton's plan on waking him if he didn't wake himself up. Tommy sleepily looked at Merton as if he didn't know what to do. After getting his head together after a couple of seconds of staring at Merton, he got out of the car, grabbed his book bag and said, "Thanks, see ya."
Merton waited for Tommy to get into his house before the thoughts bombarded his head again. Dozens of different thoughts came up into his head: "Everyone has weird dreams." "How do you know he was even dreaming?" "Maybe he moans everything in his sleep." "Maybe the dream was exactly like what it sounded." Merton was hoping it was anything but that last one.
Merton only knew one thing: there was no way he was just going to ignore this.
Chapter 2 coming soon! Please review!