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KREL & DALLAS

UNADULTERATED LOATHING

song: What is this feeling? (Wicked)

If you find Dallas in another future work I made, that's because he's in different AUs

No warnings other than brief/mild language

When Krel Tarron was paired up with Dallas Sutphin, he didn't think he'd despise it this much. He'd heard the whispers, everyone said this boy was trouble. Thieving, stealing, taking what wasn't his. But he didn't think Dallas would be that bad. He'd usually listen, but the magnitude of the rumors seemed far fetched. Oh boy, was he wrong.

"Seklos and.. Dear God, Dallas!" Krel snapped. "Try doing something! One paragraph, that's all!" 

Dallas rolled his eyes and propped his feet on the table. "You seriously care about this slop? It's only fifty points, chill out."
"Exactly!" Krel groaned. "Fifty! Half our grade, you moron!" The poor guy was about to pop a blood vessel dealing with Dallas. 

"Oh damn.." Dallas leaned back and huffed. "Fine, I'll write something. I ain't that stupid."

Krel rolled his eyes, drawing the curtains to let in sunlight. "I know." He glared. "You're way worse."

Krel expected Dallas to snap back, but Dallas whistled and chuckled. "You ain't wrong about that." He admitted. His tone shrunk to a humbler stance. A rare thing for Dallas of all people to do. "..You got any drinks? Vanilla coke, maybe?" Oh wow. That brat managed to ask for once. 

"Sure?" Krel raised an eyebrow. "I've got one left, and I'll give it to you, but you better do some work."
"Man, fine, I'll do it.. Just get me a coke?" Dallas drawled. "Please?" 

"I didn't expect you to be the type to say please." Krel commented dryly. Dallas crossed his arms. "Well I guess Percy's just rubbing off on me.. Don't tell him I said that, he won't let me live it down."

Krel laughed in the manner of a dry 'ha ha ha' as he poured the soda into a cup of ice. Krel had feelings for him, and that feeling was anger. The fact that Dallas happened to be admittedly fine didn't mean a thing. Krel sat down and slid the cup over. Dallas flashed a rougish grin as a nonverbal thanks before downing it in one go. 

Krel took one glance and sighed. He wanted to shank Mrs. Janeth for pairing him up with this boy. He had to admit it, underneath that loathing was a massive crush. Which he loathed even more than Dallas himself. Seriously, what did he see in that guy?

"Sh*t." Dallas suddenly groaned. Krel scoffed. "What now?"
Dallas reached into his backpack and grimaced. "I forgot my computer.. And all the supplies. And the board." 

"Oh my-" Krel pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed. "How far is your house from here?"
Dallas shrugged. "Like ten minutes the short way 'round."
"And what time do you have to be home by? It's already.." Krel glanced at the clock. "Four. Which isn't late, but you should be home in time for dinner."

“Can’t we use yours?”

”Mine’s dead and broken.” Truth was, there was a tracking virus that Krel somehow couldn’t get rid of. So Vex, being himself, crushed that thing in a snap.

Dallas snickered. "Then I’ll just go and snatch mine, it'll be okay. I'll be back half an hour at most, I'll bike there and back."
Krel sighed. "Fine. Just make sure you ABSOLUTELY finish that paragraph. I don't even care at this point if I do most of the slides."

Dallas snatched his backpack off the counter and waved, flashing that same grin. Krel could barely hold back the red on his face the moment Dallas left. He'd usually be able to hide intense feelings, but a crush? And on someone like this? He hadn't felt like this, and frankly didn't know how to mask it. Every little trait however small, made his very flesh begin to crawl.

buzz! Toby's trying to face time.

Krel groaned and swiped his phone open. "Hello, Tobias.." 
Toby snickered. "So how's it going with Swiper?"

Krel raised an eyebrow. "Swiper?"
Toby clarified, "Dal! You know, he's ginger, loves foxes. And he steals a bunch. Swiper the fox? You know, Dora?"

"Yes, I'm aware of Dora the Explorer." Said Krel, taking a bite of an apple. "Why do you ask about Sutphin?"

Toby shrugged. "I dunno.. Maybe cause you like him?"
Krel nearly spit his food out. "What?!" He swallowed, then scoffed. "Who on this mudball would be into that boy? It isn't rational in the slightest to want him.. And I'm not even homosexual!"
"You know I don't mind you like dudes, just.." Toby paused to find the correct words. "That one? Out of all the guys in the school, you pick the guy who practically lives in detention?"

Krel pinched the bridge of his nose. "Yes, I know.. I wanted to disappear when I realized it too."

"So you admit you have a crush?"

"Ugh, fine, yes!" Krel snapped. "I have a crush on him. Is that what you want to hear?'
"Damn, didn't expect you to admit it. But anyway," Toby panned the camera over to Claire.

"Oh my g.. Hello, Nuñez." Krel was just now realizing how obvious his crush was. He was very pleased about it.
"Hey, Krel!" She waved and leaned towards the camera. "I think you should do it. Ask him out! He likes movies, skate parks, and arcades."
"No!" Krel objected. "No way!"

"You only live once, why not?" Claire prompted.
Krel sighed. "Fine. But if this screws up, I'll blame you." He grumbled before hanging up.

Now all he had to do was wait for Dallas to come back. That call lasted three minutes at most. Now for twenty seven minutes of praying Varvatos didn't hear any of that call. Thank Seklos and Gaylen his sister was at her partner's house.