[BLAH BLAH. PART ONE OF THIS STORY. I'M SORRY IT'S SO TERRIBLE. IT'S MY FIRST EVER CHARACTER X READER. JUST TRY TO BEAR WITH ME HERE.]
It was like any other normal day in the hot, humid city you lived in. You were laying in your bed until your alarm decided to go off. You had a dream. Not a nightmare, but a strange dream. You sat up slowly, gently rubbing one of your [E/C] eyes. You did not feel like waking up, you never slept more then a few hours. You sighed, slowly shuffling out of bed. You walked over to your closet, pulling it open to reveal your many different outfits and such. You pulled out your favorite [F/C] colored shirt and a your favorite pair of pants.
You then continued to get dressed. You pulled on a hoodie, brushed your [H/L] [H/C] hair and went to your kitchen to eat.
You lived alone in the city. You owned your own apartment... Well, not exactly. Your mom was never around. You were only the age of 15. You were in your junior year of Highschool.
As you were eating, you realized you had to leave in 3 minutes to be on time for the bus stop. You groaned and mumbled. "Fuck.." You quickly pulled on your favorite hoodie and pair of shoes.
You ran outside, almost missing the bus. You ride the bus every morning for about an hour, which is why you wake up so early.
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As you arrived at the school, you let your [H/L] [H/C] bangs fall into your face. You were quiet but, you did enjoy talking to people. If they talked to you first, of course. You sat down in your usual seat near the back of the classroom. Your first class was Literature. You loved it for some reason. You pulled out your books and started to continue an assignment you were suppose to be working on. Until, the noise of the classroom door opening caught your attention. You peered up through your bangs at the door. You quickly felt your heart race as you lifted your head slowly, gazing at the boy that just entered. His name was Dave Strider. You had a crush on the 'Cool Kid' of the school. Not even the teachers messed with him... As you gazed you felt your cheeks turn a light pink as he started to walk, heading for his usual spot. 'Oh god, I need to stop or he'll see me...' You thought to yourself as you focused you [E/C] eyes back to your paper.
About halfway through the class you couldn't help but to finally take a small look at your crush again. You slowly focused your gaze on the boy. He wasn't paying attention at all. It looked like he was doodling. 'So cool... And so.. Cute.' You accidently let out a small, happy squeak type of sigh. He tilted his head over and peeked at you. You froze and felt your face starting to heat up. 'Oh god. Oh god!' You thought to yourself, quickly turning your head away. You didn't even realize he stood up and moved to the desk next to you. You just felt your heart race like a drum as you felt his gaze through his sunglasses. You just knew he was looking at you and wondering. Wondering why the hell you were looking at him. 'Oh god dammit!' You bit your lip as he went and poked your shoulder. You flinched at the poke and looked at him.
He was looking at you with his usual cool guy look. "Hey, are you okay..?" He said in his amazing cute voice that you almost melted at. You never thought the boy you had a crush on. The cool kid! Would ever, EVER talk to you. You blushed hard now, making it extremely noticeable. "Um.. Yeah.." You softly replied back, almost shuddering your words as you tried to focus your gaze on something. Anything other then your crush. You still were trying to take in what had just happened as he gave a small concerned look, which was rare for him and he replied "You sure, dude? I mean, your face is all flushed. Maybe you should go to the nurse.." You blinked at what he said and tried to calm your blush down. "N-no! Really.. I'm fine." You studdered your words and he leaned his head on his hand. "Alright, if you say so..." He looked away for a moment and you stared down at your paper. He then quickly blurted out another question, "So, why were you starring at me?" His voice sounded serious and you started to freak out in your head. 'He thinks I'm weird. He so does. Shit!' You bit your lip and replied without moving your head at all. "I-.. I uh.. Don't know. I was just kinda, spaced out.." You sighed a sigh of relief at how much better that came out then you thought it would. He interrupted that sigh and peeked out from the top of his sunglasses. "Why did you make that weird little squeak noise..? I heard it, y'know.." He smiled softly, smirking a bit as you left your mouth slightly open. You blushed hard, not really knowing what to say but, as you were going to make up some stupid lie, the bell rung and you quickly gathered up your things, fixing your [F/C] colored hoodie before walking quickly out the door.
You lasted the rest of the day, passing Dave in the hall a few times. He looked at you and you felt it. You tried to ignore it. It was so hard. You got so distracted in every class just thinking about him talking to you.. In his cool, cute, amazing voice.. He was sexy to you and you hated how weird you were. You shook your head and finally, after the last period ended you gathered your stuff from your locker and started to head out the doors. As soon as you stepped out the doors Dave was standing right there, almost like he was waiting just for you. He stepped up from where he was leaning on a wall and stepped in front of you. "Sup. Is it alright if I walk you home?" His sunglasses let out a sparkle and you felt your cheeks heat up. But, you smiled a small smile and nodded. "Sure, I guess.." You were blushing and you knew it. "Your face is all red again.." He turned and looked at you as you started to walk. "You should rest when you get home.." He looked back to where he was walking and you nodded. [[THIS IS WHERE I'M ENDING. I'M SORRY, I'M TIREDDDDD. I'LL WRITE PART 2 TOMORROW OR MAYBE, IF I AM STILL AWAKE AND FEEL LIKE DOING SHIT... I'LL DO IT LATER. YEAH, SORRY IT'S REALLY SHITTY AND KINDA LONG..]]