Dave Strider x Reader: Cooler than me
Chapter 1
Reader-Samas PoV
Dave Strider is the coolest guy in high school. He never talks, looks or even remembers my name. I know he sounds like a jerk but for some reason I just can't get mad at him.
My alarm clock went off waking me from my pleasant dreams. I sighed in defeat then switched the 'off' button. I layed there a moment taking a moment to wipe sleep from my eyes. I stepped out of my bed and over to my dresser. I put on a baby blue V-neck T-shirt a pair of jeans and blue converse. I put on my black nerd glasses and picked up my phone and my bag. I walked out of my house and down the damp street that leads to my high school. I yawned as I walked passing Dave. We always end up seeing each other on our way to school but we never talk. I guess I'm just not "cool" enough.
I looked him over trying not to be noticed. He had his blonde hair perfectly combed wearing his signature shirt, a long sleeve baseball style canvas shirt with a broken pixelated record on it. He was wearing his famous shades and red converse. Im not really sure why but no ones ever seen his eyes. He never takes the glasses off. I've heard him say that no ones cool enough to see his eyes. I wish I could look into his eyes. His sweet, perfect eyes. Wait what? No, no, no. I am not gonna start day dreaming about someone who thinks he so much better. Someone who thinks they're cooler than me.
As usual after entering the brick building we parted ways. He strides over to his little "Popular group." And me, I walk rather ungracefully to my two friends bumping into a fake plant in the process. "You are such a dork, _" My best friend Berry laughed jokingly. Xion just nodded in agreement with the same old cheesy smile she always has. I looked back at Dave and for a split second I thought we made eye contact. But more than likely not. He was probably looking at the french whore, Hannah. We call her that because she's really bitchy and she wears maybe thirteen different perfumes everyday. "Earth to, _" Xion pinched my cheek as she called me back to reality. "Yeah? No. Lets go to class." I replied quickly. We walked to lab together. I sat at the back of the class while Xion and Berry sit about three rows ahead of me.
I took out my notebook and began taking notes. When suddenly the teacher, Mrs. Mason clapped her hands twice to get the attention of everybody in the room. "This is Dave for those of you who don't know him. And he was transferred to this class. So please give him a warm welcome." She gestured to Dave and I mentally slapped myself in the face. I put my head down in my arms. "Dave needs somewhere to sit…" My eyes widened. There are two seats to my left empty. "How about by miss _?" She sent him towards the two seats luckily for me he took the one farther away.
I don't know why but it's like my body was frozen stiff. I just couldn't move my head away from staring at him. He looked up suddenly and grinned at me causing me to snap my head back down at my books and paper. He just chuckled like a little boy. I took my notes then waited on the bell. After it rang I rushed to my locker. My mind keeps flashing back to his smile.
At lunch I sat at the table Xion, Berry and I decided was our table. We ate but my eyes wandered until they stumbled on one Dave Strider. We dumped our treys after a few minutes of eating. Walking back Dave stood up and Berry pushed me lightly into his back leaving me with the words, "Don't say I did anything." Everyone at his table laughed at me and I slowly backed up as he turned around. He looked at me and smiled. "Hey. Are you okay?" I nodded."Are you actually being nice to a trashy slut, Dave?" One of his groupies commented. He looked down at the ground then at me. "No." He answered then splashed milk all over my shirt. I looked at him and saw a hint of shame on his face. I just shook my head at him and ran.