Three weeks have passed now. School about a week ago (week ago -STUPID SONG NO) You have to ride the dumb bus. Everyday you ride the bus home, it passes by your old friends house. She always popped up into your brain. You haven't made any friends. You find them all to be annoying, Especially this one girl named Shyla Jackson. She always talks about how annoying and stupid everyone is, when in reality she is the annoying one.
The boy in the shades and the blonde hair is on your bus. He sometimes stares at you, he usually sits alone like you. Dexter... No.. Damian.. No something shorter than that. DAVE! Dave Strider is his name!
Sometimes he will sit with a boy with black hair and glasses. Only when he gets on the bus though.
Everytime you pass by that house you die a little on the inside. Your once friend is now somewhere else. Making new friends and making others smile. Somewhere better for her.
No.
You have to stay strong. Sometimes you hate being strong, You want to break into tears and cry and not have a care in the world but you can't. You don't want to be weak in front of all these dumb highschoolers and also you can't cry because you have to be brave for Lindsay. She gets really sad when you cry and worries and you don't want that.
(It's hella weird typing my name knowing I'm talking about me XD )
The bus came to your house and stopped. You got off and noticed the blonde haired boy staring at you. You tried to brush it off but he was hardcore staring. As you got off you saw sister Lindsay walking to her car for work. "Hey!" She smiled. You put up a fake smile for her. "Hey. Make any new friends?" She asked and then realized how it sounded. "No wait.."
"Its okay." You said. "I understand and no. They're all annoying." Her face just gave a sarcastic smile. "How about you?" You asked with a smirk. She returned the look. "Actually yes. He's into anime and also isnt annoying."
"Well are you gonna tap that?" You joked. "Is he cute?" She pondered for a sec. "Yeah from what I see. He always has his shades on so I haven't seen him without his shades." She said. "I see this kid who is always wearing shades. Maybe they're related." You joked.
She soon left to go work at a huge company video game store with you're sure her soon-to-be-boyfriend. You ran upstairs and let some tears fall. You took your old friend's big white fluffy sweater and hugged it as you fell to your bed. It was finally the weekend. You sighed. You heard a fit of girly giggles outside your window. You looked out of your window to see none other than Shyla Jackson and her little crew of two. They where laughing heading into some store talking about "His shirt" Or whatever.. You fell back onto your bed and soon fell asleep.
--THIS TIME SKIP HAS BEEN BROUGHT TO YOU BY THE FACT IM A FUCKING LAZY SON OF A GUN NIGGA--
You woke up and immediatly saw your alarm clock. It read 11:44. You sat up on your bed and then decided fuck it and laid back down and stared at the ceiling while holding Brooke's sweater to your chest. Then you heard a door open and shut. Must be your sister.
"Shh," she said. "My little sister is asleep."
Did she have someone here...?
"Oh." A mans voice said. A man who sounded big.
Little did she know that you where already awake.
They giggled and talked for a little while you laid and stared at the ceiling.
Soon there conversation got deep. You couldn't make out a lot of it, but you could hear some. "I just hate seeing her come home and pretend to be happy." Your sister said. "She's so lonely and I'm not sure what to do.."
"I feel the same way about Dave." The man said. Dave? Wasn't that the name of someone you knew..? Like that boy? On the bus. Yes you're sure of it.
So your sister could see through this act but pretended nothing of it. Maybe she was being strong for you.
You decided a nigga wanted some liquids to consume for the body.
You got up and ran some fingers through your hair and went down stairs. OH SHIT THEYRE IN THE KITCHEN. NOT IN ANOTHER ROOM WHERE THEY CAN'T SEE YOU.
you where about to turn away from the kitchen when you heard a calm "hey"
You turn back around to see your sister a boy with. NO. that's the guy you saw the first day you moved in! He had blonde hair and black shades and was carrying in two pizzas into a house! Yes you're sure you remember him!
Your sister said "hey." To catch your attention. "Hey it's.. Kinda late.. I thought you were asleep." She said. "Did I wake you?" You shook your head. "Can't sleep." She gave a swift move of the head that said "come closer." So you moved closer into the kitchen. "This is the friend." She said gesturing to him with a friendly smile.
He held out a fingerless gloved hand to you with a cool guy smile. "Hey, I'm Dirk." He said. You smiled and shook his Hand. "(Name)"
Damn, from what you saw he was cute. He looked a lot like Dave. Wait, no why do you care?
"Hey. I'll be right back. " your sister said as she quickly shuffled up the stairs.
You decided. HEY. LETS BE A BITCH. "It's nice to finally meet you." Dirk said. Sis always talked about how cool he was, but maybe he was just trying to be nice to you?
"Oh?" You said. "Finally..?" You sort of questioned. "Yeah, your sister always talks about you and such." You smiled. TIME TO BE BITCH.
==> (Name), be a bitch!
"You know. My sis talks about you sometimes and she says you're pretty cute and all" you said with a half smile. Tiredness man.
"Oh?" He chuckled. "I know I am pretty awesome" aw damn, this served as no surprise to his conceded attributes.
(I am really hella tired y'all. Yeah I said y'all. Fucking TEXAS. home dawgs. )
(Y'all we got Friday off cause It snowed hella bad. An it's Saturday and this snow has piled high. Like it's not going away. Have I mentioned this before? Lol Elsa went apeshit out here. I lovE THE COLD HELLA YES.
ahem. Sorry)
"Hah, yes I see you are. Are you gonna ask her out?"
You asked. What? You're only curious.
YOU COULDA SWORN YOU SAW A LITTLE BLUSH ON HIS LIL OL CUTE COOL FACE.
"Well aren't you just upfront."
"I could ask you about boring stuff. Yeah yeah. Where you're from. Your moms maiden name. How your cousins are doing. Your grandmothers sexuality. Or I could ask fun things. "
He only chuckled. "You remind me a lot of my brother."
He said.
Just as he was maybe about to answer. Lindsay came down the stairs. "Hey sorry." She said. She was now in jean shorts and a tank-top.
Eh, you don't care to see where this'll go. "Yeah.. Well hey I'm going to bed. "
You said.
"Night sis ^v^" your sister said
"Hey, use protection and try not to be too loud. I'm going to try and sleep" you said.
"(Name) SHOOSH." Lindsay said. (AN: EJAKXJXK THATS MY NAME LAWL- oh wait it's actually me...)
==> (Name) Succeed at being a bitch.
You walk up stairs and
Hop into your bed to sleep. Your ran thoughts through your brain as
You slowly fell into a slumber.
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NIGHT LOVES! Even though it may not be night for you. ...
Whatever. I'm going to try and push insomnia aside and sleep. My throat hurts. Ehhhh.
Hope you enjoy! Actually DAVE will make an appearance next chapter.
See you soon!
-The Admin <3
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