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The bet - Michael Clifford (AU)

🇨🇦trinideechapman
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Chapter 1 - Chapter 1.

Monday, September 20th

"Ok ok listen, if Kim possible just happened to show up and jump on a table for me, of course im gonna say ok! Who wouldn't?" Ashton quietly yelled as chatter filled the classroom.

"Your sick, ash" i chuckled looking at the whiteboard a few desks from us. Most classes had a maximum of 20 kids since the school was under populated but luckily my math class was the only class with more then 30 people.. and michael. He wasn't a burden to me especially but it was annoying when he would be asked a question and he'd sit there and stare like a deer in headlights. Just as that thought crossed my mind, michael walked in with his bag hung around his shoulder and a frown upon his lips, sitting down next to me without choice because all the seats were taken. I felt a tap on my arm from ash's side, turning quickly towards him.

"Michael's his name right?" He whispered while pointing to michael. I nodded slowly, confused but interested with what ash had to say. "Ive got an idea, to spice up our lives of course"

"And what is your idea?"

"A bet, become best friends with him in one week. if you cant.. go on a date with me" he looked at me nervously. I thought about my conditions in my head before smirking back.

"And if i do, you have to wear my sisters cheerleader uniform the whole day" i put my hand out, ready to shake. "Deal?"

"Interesting terms i must say... deal"

We shook hands indicating that it was happening. I had 7 days to become besties with this loner kid who wouldn't talk to a soul. Why the hell did I agree to this.

"Your 7 days starts.... now!" Ash whispered again as he looked at the clock. I smirked but then realized... I've only got 7 classes to do this, he takes the bus and I drive, I've got lunch at 11:30 and he's got it at 12:05, I've gotten into all advanced classes.. except math.. and he's in the normal ones. Jesus Christ why I did I do this to myself! Also let's not focus on why I know all of this..

I started to quickly brainstorm ideas to get Michael to talk to me as Mr. Finch walked in.

"Alright get out your paper and pencils, today you will be learning more about last weeks topic. Taxes!" He sang, groans around the room became louder before Finch could speak again. "Guys calm down, we're gonna do.."