Note: This is my first fanfiction, so if it's really crap, I am extremely sorry. ; - ;
But hopefully you'll enjoy it!

It was a cold, grey afternoon. One of those ones where you just want to stay indoors all day and do nothing. That's what I felt like doing right now. Everything around me was calm, but I wasn't. Had this decision been a mistake? Welp, it was too late to go back now, all the plans were ready, and I had already paid the deposit for renting my new apartment. My DJing job had kept me well supported, so I didn't have to borrow anything off Dir- nevermind. I had already sworn to myself that I wouldn't say his name. It wasn't that I hated him, but I couldn't yet conjure up the courage to face him.
Not yet.

And that was why I was moving.
This would be the last day I'd see my old apartment. Now, looking at it, it was a dump. Boxes everywhere, piled up high, wires strewn all over the floor, the red paint on the wall was chipped from the many sword fights I had had, and the carpet was faded and littered with stains.
I sighed, running a hand through my blond hair. There were too many memories here. I was starting to feel slightly nauseous.
I squared my shoulders, it was time to get to work. Rolling up the sleeves of my red and white shirt, I started moving the piles of boxes down the many flights of steps. The moving van would be here soon.

"Be carefull with that, man. In there is some expensive shit." I said, pointing at the box in one of the men's arms which contained my decks.

I had just locked up the house, leaving the keys for the estate agent who was going to come and pick them up in a little while.
So that was basically it, I was moving. I had a whole life ahead of me, full of new people to meet, relationships to make, and fun to be had. But why wasn't I happy?
Anyway, there isn't time for that now, I thought, watching the men as they moved my only possessions into their truck.
To be honest, I hated them being anywhere near my stuff. They were pretty disgusting, to me. Typical builder types, with large beer bellies that they didn't even try to hide. It repulsed me, the way some people just couldn't be bothered to take care of their bodies.
I looked down at my lanky build. It wasn't great, but it was better than those idiots.
"Alright, that's everything. You ready to go?" One of the men shouted over at me, bringing me back to the present.

"Yeah, let's go." I mumbled, checking I had my phone, wallet and iPod before striding over to the van and jumping in.

It was going to be a long journey, to say the least. Good thing I had loaded my iPod with Skrillex.

It seemed that as soon as we entered town - my new home - everything brightened up. The clouds cleared, revealing a bright blue sky and a shining sun, and suddenly I was sweating in my black jeans and hoodie.
I blinked, my eyes adjusting to the sun. From behind my shades, I saw what looked like a whole different world. The town wasn't covered completely in concrete, and I could actually see grass. A lot of it. Well, this was a change. And quite a nice one, at that.
As we made our way towards my new apartment, I kept my eyes fixated on what was whooshing passed outside the window.
To me, it looked like a nice modern town with a lot of parks and trees. Very different to my old home.
But I liked it, which was the biggest surprise of all.

"Here we are." One of the men said gruffly, as if he had had just about enough of me. That would be acceptable, since I had been blasting three and a half hours worth of hardcore dance music at a high volume. My headphones obviously weren't very sound proof.
I allowed myself one small, smug smile, and then opened the door and swung myself down.
In front of me, was a smart-looking block of flats. I stretched my arms, before pulling a piece of paper out of my pocket. According to this, I was on the second floor. I nodded to myself, that wasn't so bad. There seemed to only be four floors anyway. Pfft, I was used to twelve floors. This was nothing.
Now I had to unpack, which was going to be a bore.
But after that, I could explore.
I grinned, not knowing why I had ever been scared of moving.
I was Dave Strider, and this was the first day of my new life.

Unpacking had taken forever, but now it was finally over.
I slumped down on my trusty old red sofa and admired my handiwork.
It was a nice apartment, which had taken me by surprise, seeing as how cheap it had been. There was a lot of space and light, which was another difference to my old place. It was actually a really nice apartment. A nice place to call my new home.
I stood up, dabbing my face with my hoodie before throwing it aside. There were so many windows. I could see the whole town from here. There was what looked like a school, a church, offices, cafes, plazas, a swimming pool, buses, cars, grass and... people. So many people.
I smiled, pressing my hand against the glass. I had made the right decision, and I hadn't thought of him for at least an hour. It was progress, at least.
I padded over to the fridge, hoping for some food. I knew there was nothing in there, but I was still going to check.
Nope, nothing at all. And my stomach was starting to making distressed noises.
Well, I would have to go and get some food. It was also an excuse for me to start my exploring.
I grabbed my coat, pushed my shades further up my nose, and was out of the door.

It had taken twenty minutes of wandering aimlessly around town, but eventually I had found a supermarket.
As I had been wandering, I had noticed something. Everyone was friendly. Maybe it was the beautiful weather or something, but every person you passed, flashed you a warm smile. It was crazy, but made me feel warm inside.
Everything was so different now.
I walked in, picking up a blue basket from the top of the stack and ventured further inside.
I started with the basics, bread, milk, butter, eggs, apple juice - of course - and crisps. They were a basic, to me.
I was checking out the cereal when I heard a high-pitched voice a few meters away.

"Can you show me where the red things are please, Mister Shop Attendant?" It was a girl, and she wasn't talking to me, which was obvious. Akin to me, it seemed she liked red.

Something about her made me want to keep looking, so I turned around, and pretended to be examining the chocolate spread.
She was stick thin, without an ounce of fat on her. A mane of bright reddish-orange hair fell around her face and ended just above her shoulders. Her skin was rather pale, but not completely white like mine, and covering her eye was a pair of pointed red glasses. Her clothes were pretty basic. Just black jeans, and a teal-coloured top. Nothing out of the ordinary. In her hands was a white cane, which she was pointing at the man in front of her, who looked rather taken aback.
And then I got it, she was blind

"Uh, madam, we don't really have a certain place in which we put our red items." He replied, glancing at the girl nervously.

The redhead put one of her hands on her hip, and waved the cane at the shop attendant.

"That is disgraceful!" She gasped, before turning on her heel and strutting out of the shop. The funny thing was, she didn't use her cane at all. It was as if she could see just fine.
I shrugged to myself and went back to staring vacantly at the shelves, maybe it was a new fashion. Those glasses had been pretty badass, after all. I smiled, she seemed like a cool person. I would probably never see her again, but if I did, I wouldn't hesitate in saying hello.
The shop attendant eventually drifted away, looking rather shocked.
I smirked, and walked off towards the cash desk.

As I neared the block of flats, I saw a strange guy lingering outside the main door. He looked pretty shady, if you asked me. I placed one of the bags on the floor and fished my key out of my pocket. I could probably get past without any trouble.
When I got to the door, the tall man turned around and the corners of his lips turned up slightly. It could have been a smile, if his facial expression didn't look so sarcastic. The smile was more like a sneer of sorts.

"Sup," I gave a nod, studying him from behind my black aviators. He also wore glasses, fashion glasses. Either that, or he was trying to hide his eyes. Much like how I did. They were blue and red, slightly rounded. A strange choice, to me. He had pretty much the same build as myself, lanky and tall, but I was at least two inches shorter than him. His honey-brown hair was slightly spiked up at the sides, which seemed to be natural. I couldn't picture this guy taking hours to gel his hair up like that. He wore a black tee with a bee on the front and some words underneath. It looked like a band logo, or something. Whatever it was, I wasn't going to ask. From a first glance, he seemed like one of those geeks who was good-looking without even trying.

"Do you know if KK's in?" He said, speaking with a slight lisp. I had no idea who this 'KK' was, either.

"Who?" I raised an eyebrow, keeping my eyes locked on him.

"Seriously?" He let out a small, barking laugh. "Everyone knows Karkat, you asshole," he continued, and I could just make out him rolling his eyes behind his glasses. So much for my theory that everyone was friendly around here.

"Well I'm not everyone." I shot back smoothly

"The shortish one who swears a lot? Messy hair? Works at the café in town? Is constantly whining about wanting a relationship?"
I shook my head. I had only arrived here about an hour ago, how was I supposed to know everyone already?

The man stared at me for a little while, and then pointed at me.
"Ah! You're the guy who just moved in, right? Karkat told me there was someone knew arriving soon, and you must be him." This time, he raised his hand into a half-wave.
"I'm Sollux Captor, pleased to meet you. As you can see, I'm not great with introductions." He smirked.

I returned the smirk, giving him a quick salute. "The name's Dave. Dave Strider." I said, just for the irony of it. It seemed Sollux Captor was the first person I had met so far. He seemed okay, apart from the sarcastic, cocky attitude. But then again, I was like that too.

"Nice. So anyway, think you could let me in? Karkat's either out, ignoring me, or fast asleep with his teddy." Sollux snickered.

"Yeah, sure. I don't see why not." I replied, unlocking the main door and letting Sollux in.

"Thanks, I owe you one," he gave me a thumbs up, and then vanished up the stairs, hands deep in his pockets.
Just as I was about to let myself into my apartment, I heard footsteps approaching, and Sollux appeared again.

"Wasn't he there?" I asked, looking over my shoulder at the other male.

"Nah, I haven't checked yet. I just wanted to catch you before you went inside."

"Oh really? What for?" I asked, smiling slightly.

"ED's throwing a party in a couple of days. He told me I was free to invite anyone I wanted, so I wondered if you wanted to come?" He asked in his husky, lisping voice. I was shocked.

"Who's ED?"

"A sassy gay fish." He deadpanned me, and then burst into a fit of laughter.

"Oh God, should've seen your face. Absolutely priceless!" He slapped me on that back, quite hard.

"Woah man, calm down. It's not that funny." I looked at him, slightly annoyed.
Sollux took off his glasses and wiped his eyes. For a moment, I got a glimpse of two mismatched blue and reddish-brown eyes. How unusual.

"Sorry Dave, but that was hilarious."

"So I'm going to just assume ED isn't a sassy gay fish." I said, my voice void of emotion as usual.

"Well, let's just say, he is extremely sassy, and if you looked up the definition of homosexual in the dictionary, you would find Eridan Ampora." Sollux laughed again, obviously amused by his own joke.

"A party at a stranger's house, eh? Count me in." I smirked, giving Sollux a short nod.
He grinned in return.

"Think of it as a welcome!" The brunette turned away, still grinning slightly. "I'll see you on Saturday." And then he was gone.

As soon as I was inside, I packed all the food away, and then made myself some grilled cheese. By the time that was all finished, the sky was already darkening. I blinked, and placed my shades down on the counter. My first day was basically over.
And wow, it had been an interesting first day, that was for sure.
Thoughts of Sollux, Eridan Ampora - who ever the hell he was - and the girl with the red hair danced around in my mind. I was looking forward to Saturday, that was for sure.
I think I'm going to like it here. I sighed happily as I sank down on the sofa and flicked on the TV in front of me. Ah perfect, more news about starving babies. How fucking lovely.