You sat down at your desk and contemplated how many hours it would take until classes finished and you finally got to go home.
It was Friday, what can you say?
You placed a hand underneath your chin to prop yourself up as you leaned on your wooden desk. Your science book was flipped onto a clean page and the contents of your blue, pencil case spilled out onto the table top
You sigh.
Looking over at Dave Strider, you wonder how many cute girls are crushing on him and how many he likes back. Dave was a popular and slightly muscular guy which gave him an advantage with a lot of people; not just cute girls. His quiet but very sarcastic nature made him hated by few but loved by many – it seemed to make people swoon and idolise him more, despite him being just a normal teen who wants a normal life.
Dave was one of your best friends and you spent a lot of time with him, however, that being said, it still didn't make you any more popular than you are now. You are considered far too nerdy for the likes of the D Stri but Dave thinks different.
You daydreamed for too long and it was suddenly the end of class. You didn't even realise so you just continued to sit there like a dreamy mess. After Dave had packed up his books for the day, he turned around and swiftly threw his backpack over his shoulder but managed to notice you still sat there, staring into space. He tiptoed around the back of you, making sure not to interrupt your trance and waited a few seconds before whispering "Earth to John, this is ground control." in your ear. Startled, you jump back, gasping and watching Dave chuckle to himself.
"I guess the prankster just got pranked, huh?" Dave said.
"Shut up, Dave, you ass." You replied.
You got up and placed your books into your bag, slowly and lazily and began to walk home with Dave. You both live on the same street which made things easier for your friendship- That's how you became friends actually. Living on the same street with no other kids apart from you two forced you both to instantly become friends from a very young age.
Dave lives with his brother. You don't know his real name but for now, he's nicknamed as 'Bro' Strider. You, on the other hand, live with your dad; you're not always on good terms with each other but you love him as a dad and you wouldn't let anything change that.
As you began to step down the 'Death-trap' stairs, Dave walked beside you to not let you fall. It's a nice gesture that you do for each other when you walk on these stairs. There's a reason they're dubbed as the 'Death-trap'.
Whilst you hold onto the hand rail for dear life, Dave speaks up.
"You haven't come round to mine for ages, Egbert. You free tonight?"
You were intending on finishing the history homework that was due in for last week and finally getting round to learning some more songs on the piano but this was different, you needed to have some time away from home for a day at least.
"Sure, I don't think I have any plans." You respond in a happy tone.
You're not sure why but this makes your heart flutter. You suddenly get butterflies in your tummy and adrenaline pumps through you like a six year old on a sugar rush.
Shit, do you like your best friend in a more than friend way? You can't decide.
I will post the second chapter soon!