Confusion Nebula
[Dave x OC]
Your name is SARAH VIZNEA. You are a simple human girl with a wide range of INTERESTS. A lot of it are centered towards the most awesome and magnificent place on Earth, THE INTERNET. Also, perhaps a DIFFERENT INTEREST towards a person you just knew from the said place. He's got a cool username for a cool guy, which is totally cool with you. Who is he? The one and only TurntechGodhead of Pesterchum.
Mind, drained. Stomach, empty. Body, sweaty. Soul, floating. These are the main things Sarah always get after a whole day in school. "Sarah, oh, Sarah, your house is still miles away so keep walking." She said to herself as the hot Houston sun burned up her slightly tanned skin. "If only I'm not a student in LHS. With no stupid projects."
Walking in the pavements of Harold Street with her knapsack slinging on her left shoulder, she envied those students who don't have such hassled science fair projects at the moment. She wondered what her chum is doing.
That thought made her groan in complaint, her hands itching to get to her computer keyboard and start pestering a certain someone. Maybe an update on tumblr would be good for her little fanbase in which she is the queen, and they're her Knights and Princesses. As she walked, her head had set a list of things to do once she's settled home.
However, as she passed by Starbucks, some girls she recognizes from her school were giggling and gossiping about someone inside. She saw that they are the same group that bullies her whenever they get the chance. Deciding to piss them off, just this one time, she shoved the doors open and surprise surprise! A guy collided with her as she walked in. Sarah closed her eyes and prepared her rear with the impact that was about to befall her.
Instead of that impact, she felt her hand jerked by someone with a swift movement, bringing her back to balance. Unsure of why, Sarah opened her eyes to see who this guy is. Creased brows above those black tinted sunglasses showed her that he was atleast concern about her.
"Whoops, sorry, girl. Didn't see 'ya comin' in." He said with a smooth voice that makes her want to swoon. He's got that unnatural paleness in his skin and he's got that bright sunny blonde hue of messy locks of hair that looks soft to the touch. By his looks, there's also this nagging feeling in the dark abyss of her stomach that she's familiar with him.
"Y-Yeah. Sorry, too. I mean, I didn't saw you. . And I was. . . Uhhh. ." She mentally cursed herself after realizing that she's stuttering like a big doofus. Now she's 101%consious of herself, having this handsome guy infront of her and her bullies glaring lasers at her back as if wanting to strike through her fragile body. Damn, karma's really a bitch.
"It's fine. Dave Strider, by the way." He said, shoving his left hand in his jean pockets, the right hand, holding a cup of coffee. Now the puzzle pieces connected in her slightly functioning brain.
"Uhm. . . Sarah Viznea." She shrugged, asking herself why did she introduced herself again. What the fuck, Sarah. She exclaimed in her mind. Dave Strider. That name she would never forget. The name that belongs to the the boy next door who is nothing but awkward greetings. She barely remembered the last time they greeted each other in the Highrise, perhaps 9th grade?
He gave out a tight smile, and then nodded in acknowledgement, "See 'ya around, Sarah." And he left without even noticing the group of girls swooning over his charisma.
"Huh. Ironic." She mumbled to herself. He didn't showed any emotions through his face but his voice told Sara a different tone that made butterflies fly inside her empty stomach. Shrugging the thought of being able to talk to him again for more than one minute, she went in and ordered herself a cup of coffee and a piece of French bread.
After her conquest in finding food, she proceeded to walk again surprised that the bullies was nowhere to be seen. Lucky. She thought.
A strong gust of wind blew at her once she was out. It blew her perfectly combed jet black straight hair, which also made her bangs askew. "Oh, gosh darn it. I've got no mirror with me today." Sarah grunted as she walked towards a car with its windows tinted black, the owner seemed to not be around so she sneaked a look of herself.
Her hair was a mess but not totally what she expected. It was a bit fine, only with her bangs looking like they've got a dance party. She used the black window as a substitute for a mirror. "Ah, if only I could change my face with one use of my drawing tab." Sarah frowned in the thought of self-pity and decided that it's best to go home before dark - she's desperate to chat with TG anyway.
"I'm home." She announced to her dark and empty apartment in the 15th floor of the Highrise. "Figures." Her mom is seldom at home due to her work and Sarah was totally fine with it. She'd get the apartment to herself, with no bills to be paid. "Hehehe," She chuckled to herself as she locked the front door and headed to her room.
Quickly pulling away all her uniform and undergarments and exchanging it with clean pajamas, the black haired girl opened her computer and received a notice from Pesterchum. "Just in tiiime~" She swooned dreamily, wondering what TG's up to.
- turntechGodhead [TG] began pestering sweetVanillas [SV] at 17:13 -
TG: hey you wont believe what fucking happened today
TG: ive seen the comic you sent btw
TG: you just gotta post it up on the net
TG: hey are you there or am i talking to your mom?
TG: shit maam dont ground sv again
TG: i just wanted to be friends
TG: im not an old pedo man or a dog for that matter
TG: im one hundred percent human with two legs and two arms
She laughed manically, imagining his panicked reaction. How adorable, if only she could finally get a portrait of him. Perhaps I should finally ask for a picture of him. We've been friends for more than six months anyway. She thought to herself but replied:
SV: chill,bro..I'm right heeeeere.. xD
SV: glad you liked it..mom says it's trash..
TG: jegus i got nervous for a second there
SV: hehehe so what happened to you? :P
TG: thanks to your free online tutoring i got a fucking a++
TG: i mean can you believe that!?
TG: hell im getting good at science because of you
TG: my classmates are desperate for a redo
TG: but i got through the test like a nerd
SV: you are a nerd..now to think about it, your username should be turntechNerdhead..
SV: happy to help,tho,my friend. :D
TG: im a cool guy not a nerd
TG: so is your mom not there
SV: yeah,as usual..but I think it's fine
SV: i got the apartment to myself
SV: no shitty interruptions..
TG: im touched that you like talking to a cool dude like me
TG: why dont you confess you love for me now
TG: i knew you like me dont try and deny it
Instead of actually confessing, Sarah decided to tease him a bit – just to see his reaction. Besides, TG never brings personal things like these unless it's supposed to be a joke.
SV: ….
SV: TG..you do know that this isn't actually a good joke..
SV: but I've been meaning to tell you something
SV: for a long time..
TG: uhm yeah go ahead
SV: you're right..it's no shit sherlock
SV: i love you as much as i love nutella
SV: which is to say I'm allergic to it :P
TG: the fuck
TG: should i be excused to apply cold water to that burn
TG: you gogdamn bitch
TG: i thought i got you confessing for me there
Sarah's hands quickly flew towards her red flushed face. "G-gosh. TG. The fuuuuuck." She suppressed the incoming fits of laughter, her heart thumping very fast. The girl inhaled sharply, then exhaled deeply. Some days, they'd rant about some useless things in life. In most days, they just ask what the other is doing then just shamelessly flirt with the other. The most days are like today.
SV: ha ha ha
SV: can you see sarcasm from my type?
SV: can you see?or are you still running cold water over your brain?
TG: not funny Vani not funny
SV: babe sorry I didn't mean to upset you. .
SV: you know I love you
SV: forgive me plz? :
TG: oh my god we are never going to stop fucking with each other are we
SV: nope..i kinda like it
SV: we're good in this,anyway
SV: oh hell
SV: HAHAHAHHAHA
TG: wow
TG: just WOW
TG: so when can i see you in my bed
TG: considering that "we're good in fucking each other"
SV: shut up TG
The girl flushed and kept suppressing her chuckles at their flirty and suggestive antics but a ring on the doorbell was heard throughout her barren apartment. Her heart raced, thinking that it might be her mom. Her mom never liked it whenever she was caught talking to TG. The woman likes to call him 'an imbecile that is a stupid excuse for a human being with no concrete purpose in life and is a bad influence for her beloved daughter who never gets something below A'.
SV: ah fuck
SV: I think mom's home
SV: I think I got to go
TG: okay see you tonight if you know what i mean
SV: shut uuuup xD
SV: I'll pester you once her fit's done,is that fine with you?
TG: yeah, bye Vani
SV: laters
- sweetVanillas [SV] ceased pestering turntechGodhead [TG] at 18:25 -
Grunting towards the interruptor, she robotically walked to the door. "I thought you're not coming home-" She started to say after slamming the door open, only to stutter when Dave's brother was the one infront of her. "O-Oh! Uhm. . . Mom's not home! So—W-What brought you he-here? Dave's not here, I mean, if you're here to look for him-"
The guy with the black spiked sunglasses chuckled and told her, "No, I've just heard your mom's out again. Would you care to join me and my bro Dave out for dinner? I mean, it must be fucking hard growing up seldom seeing your mom, I know the shitty feeling."
She played with her fingers and refused to look at him directly. Talking to the younger Strider is a miracle, but talking to both of them in one day is just a weird occurrence. "Er. . I'm fine! Thanks for the concern, by the-"
Instead of letting Sarah finish, he cut her, smiling nicely despite his cool façade – a bit ironic for his cool stature. "Consider it, girl. We've been neighbors for more than fucking ten years now so don't feel awkward towards us."
"But we aren't that close. . as in, like 'friends'." The black haired girl explained as she shrugged. "A-and am I not. . . Too uncool for the two of you?" The words slipped off her mouth faster than she could think. She saw the guy raise a brow in confusion. Sarah flushed red again, "Oh, fuck. Nevermind that! Thanks but no thanks!" She exclaimed, closing the door.
Unfortunately for her, Strider had wedged his foot to stop her from completely closing the door. "Don't be bothered by that! We boys are supposed to act cool. Bitches—I mean, girls like you are supposed to be cuties."
"Errr. ." She considered the offer but she just really don't like doing things together with others. However, there's a voice in the back of her head that this guy wouldn't stop unless she accepted. The girl inhaled and said, "I-I guess I could spare some time for a quick grub."
Sarah regretted it as soon as the said that as Strider smirked in victory. "Outta girl! I'll tell lil' Dave you're coming with us so he'll come over to your apartment when the lil' shit's ready. Is seven thirty a pretty good time for you?"
"Uhm. Sure?" She really wouldn't have a say in this setup anyway.
"Okay, bye~ See 'ya later." He started striding awesomely in the hallways when he looked back at the girl. "Oh- Our treat so don't worry about bringing money! Bye, Sar!"
Slamming the door, she pulled her black hair like a madwoman. "SHIT. WHAT HAVE I BROUGHT MYSELF IN TO?!" After that moment of screaming, weird whale sounds and noises were heard in her apartment in the Highrise.
[S]: Be the cool guy