AJ-2000 asked for Jock/Nerd hs au and it sorta became Basketball Jock/Lacrosse Jock-lite detention fic. Enjoy!
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Derek sprawled in his seat, legs stretched out in front of him and pen tapping restlessly against his notebook as he watched the clock on the wall. It was ticking along relentlessly, inching closer and closer to the start of basketball practice, making the itching feeling under his skin worse with every movement of the second hand.
The door slammed opened, a flurry of limbs falling into the room.
“Sorry, sorry,” the boy who entered called, face flushed and clothing bedraggled. He was familiar in that way that everyone at school was – his face one of the hundreds that Derek saw every day in the halls of the high school.
Derek slumped back, the distraction presented by a new person no longer able to keep his eyes from turning again to the clock. Until, that is, the new person stumbled into the seat next to his, scattering books and papers everywhere as he dropped his open backpack to the ground.
“Shit,” the boy muttered, then darted a quick look to the front of the classroom where Mr. Harris was sitting, staring at them through narrowed eyes. Harris didn’t say anything, though, obviously having not heard the curse fall from the boy’s lips.
Harris was an unmitigated dick who would have jumped all over that with both feet.