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First hour. Cooking with Mrs. Alondrez. Normally cooking would be fun and something Dave actually looked forwards to but no. They barely cooked anything. Currently they were learning the proper way to wash hands. Yeah pretty damn fun, right? With a sigh, he entered the class. That's when he saw the little asshole from earlier. Well he wasn't an asshole. He just seemed to act like one. Dave sat in the back of the room, it'd be easier to get away with music like that. Definitely something he needed to get through the day, especially when learning about something so boring as washing hands.
After this, he went to second period. Intro to Transportation. He always wanted to be an automechanic so this was pretty exciting. He even made friends with that dark girl from earlier. He learned her name was Jade. She was so friendly and nice he couldn't even ignore her without feeling bad. Then the tan boy went through his day. One friend? Seemed pretty sweet.
And now was time for the bus. Once he stepped outside he was immediately greeted by Jade. He found the goth lesbians and the boy from earlier as well. "This is Dave!!" She introduced. Dave kind of awkwardly stood there, he learned of Rose, Kanaya, and John. They all seemed pretty nice even if he did have a semi grudge on John at the moment. Jade got on her bus, then Rose, then Kanaya, and bam. It was awkwardly just him and John.
"Soooooooo...what bus do you ride?" John finally spoke, he seemed kind of awkward but in the weirdly cute, endearing way. "41." Dave replied.
"Ah... I ride 55."
"Cool."
And bam. Awkward silence once again. Excellent job, Dave.
"My bus is here. Later."
And just like that he found himself staring at the boy through his dark sunglasses. He admired his beauty, though he wouldn't admit it. 55 ended up right next to him and John did a little wave as the other male's bus drove off.
Crushes were often weird. They seemed to sneak up on you in the most annoying way possible which was exactly what was happening to Dave. Like a lion stalking its prey, only its prey was Dave and the lion was John. He hated it. He knew he gained crushes sort of easily but he hated that this one felt different. Maybe it was those adorable doe eyes, or that cute little baby fat he had on his face and stomach. Or maybe it was that awkward voice that was just so adorable. Or maybe the way his freckles lightly pressed to his cheeks and down his arms. Or maybe it was the little look he did when he was thinking of something to say. Oh god, Dave.
You're in too deep.
Please captain take up the anchor because Dave Strider, you are DROWNING in some deep. gay. shit. Shit that is so deep and gay the sharks are all in this shit the sharks are swimming in John's amazing eyes and- DAVE. CATCH YOUR RAMBLE.
He shook his head and turned up his music. Not today, Dave. Not today.