AN/: Hello! This is just a quick thing I've had an idea for awhile now but I final whipped up at 2 this morning. There will be more chapters in the near future. But anyways, I hope you enjoy! :)

Your name is Dave Strider and you are officially done with this planet.

The dryness of the brisk fall air hits him like a knife as a tall blonde haired teen exit the hell which is called High School. His coat along with his belongings where left carelessly inside so he was forced to face the chill of the air with only his red baseball sleeved record shirt. His throat was dry and there was a lump in his chest. His eyes were ready to leak with tears but under no circumstances would he allow that to happen, especially not in public.

His vision was hazy in the dark stormy weather with his shades on. He didn't care where he was going any more as long as he would get out. He didn't bother to check which bus he was on but he hoped it wasn't the one leading to home. Anywhere but home, he wished.

He hopped on the unfamiliar bus and sat himself down in one of the seats not exactly in the back but not exactly in the middle either. The bus was pretty empty at the moment, which was good. He slumped back and glared out the window, taking deep breaths to calm himself down, not thinking about where he was going or what could happen as a result of his actions, only thinking about how much he wanted to get the hell away from everything

Your name is John Egbert and you are just getting out of school from an incredibly boring day. You're happy to finally be able to go home.

John stepped up onto his bus, which was mostly empty as always aside from the druggies in the way back and a few girls who sat mostly in the middle or the way front. He had a seat of his own a little ways back from the middle where it was usually empty, but to his surprise there was a kid he had never seen before sitting where he usually did. That didn't stop him from plopping his ass down right next to the guy, who appeared slightly annoyed by this.

He had seen the blonde kid around school before; he was in the same gym hour as he was, just in a different class. He might even be in his lunch but John wasn't quite sure. He was curious about the kid, so he spoke up.

"I've never seen you on this rout before…" He asked casually as he could, turning and giving the stranger a shy smile, despite the way his whole body was turned slightly away.

"Yeah, so what?" The blonde snapped, not looking away from the window.

John was a bit taken back by the harshness in his unknown peer's voice. "So, have you just not been on the bus at all this year, or are you going home with a friend?" His voice trailed off, not wanting to accidentally offend the guy or something.

"Do I look like I'm going home with a friend?" He snapped, his whole body moving to look the annoyance in the eye. He sighed a bit, and added before John could answer "And no, I don't ride this rout."

John looked a bit confused asking more questions, "Well then where do you live?" He paused before quickly adding, "Oh! I'm John by the way." He felt it was rude to ask where someone lives before even introducing himself. He held out a hand for the blonde to shake. They both took a silent moment to acknowledge one another. John noticed the kid had a slightly paler completion, freckles had dotted his face. He was taller by a little, but then again, John had always been a bit on the shorter side. But this kid was not only a bit taller side, he was thin too; but not too thin, he was lankier but in an attractive way.

Dave had taken note that John was shorter; he had messy brown hair that probably didn't get more than a second glance in the mornings before it gets paraded out the door each day. John's eyes were also blue, but in a slightly unordinary blue; they weren't icy blue like blue eyes usually are, they were a slightly deeper color, as if they had melted away the usual ice to become a warm inviting sea. He also had some slightly prominent bucked teeth; but not to the point that they were incredibly dorky, in a way that was kind of cute.

The bus had began moving moments before but neither boys noticed. After a moment of silence as they studied one another's faces, Dave finally replied, "I know who you are; I've seen you around school. Same gym period." He took a pause and glanced down at John's hand, ignoring it he added with a nod, "Dave. I live in the apartment complex on the other side of town."

John took another moment of looking the strange boy over "Well then what are you doing on this bus?"

"What's it to ya?" He said, slightly harsher and more out of tone than he meant, as he thought about why he didn't want to go anywhere or deal with anything ever again; He felt a lump rise in his throat again. But he ignored it and maintained eye contact.

The mangle haired boy shrugged "Well it's just sort of weird you know? I mean why would you knowingly get on the wrong bus?" John cocked his head slightly to the side as Dave replied with a sigh.

He leaned back, his silvery blonde hair tickling the back of the seat. "If you must know I'm running away from home." He looked at the ceiling. He was unsure of why he was telling this to the blue eyes kid but something about him made Dave feel comfortable.

John was less fazed than would be assumed. He sat there a moment, blinking his blue eyes in silence before saying, "Well where are you running away too?" He asked the question Dave didn't think about.

Dave leaned forward, resting his arms on his knees and looking down at his shoes. "You know… I'm really not sure."

There was a pause as the two just sat and stared; Dave at his shoes and John at Dave. After these moments had passed John spoke up, "You can come to my house if you'd like."

Dave gave him a weird look and was planning to say something like 'I've only just met you kid, all I know is your first name.' But his words came out as a simple and plain "Really?"

John shrugged, "Well yeah, I mean I know I don't really know you, but running away from home is pretty serious, you weren't exactly planning on living on the streets where you? You don't have my other places to go so yeah, why not?" The two stared at each other a long while. It would be thought that Dave was thinking this over, but he wasn't, he was still examining John's ocean blue eyes through his shades. He really wanted to be able to take his shades off to get a better look, but he couldn't.

After about a minute had passed a single word reply had escaped Dave's lips without warning. "Sure." This was the answer neither of them was expecting. They both looked at each other before John broke out into a goofy smile.

"Good." he said, exposing his goofy teeth. Dave actually gave a half-hearted smirk. He had almost forgotten how completely pissed he had been earlier, yet he was still bubbling beneath the surface but as always he kept himself cool and collected on the outside. His heart was still heavy but this strange boy actually managed to calm him down a bit. Dave still didn't know where he was going but apparently this John kid was going to lead the way.