Moving: Chapter 1

John sat in his dorm, surrounded by boxes and a single suitcase that was propped up against his leg. He sighed as he watched a movie on his computer that no doubt he had seen multiple times. His focus on the protagonists words broke when a message popped up on his Pesterchum in familiar red text.

"yo man you moved out yet?". It was Dave Strider, his room-mate. He was cool in dork ways, and was rather obsessed with things like irony and those crappy swords of his. He almost had those taken away by the college's policies or whatever they called them, but Dave said he needed them because "It helped him feel safe at night". Both John and the people he told knew that was a lie, but they let it go. John started typing back.

"no, not yet. wow are you that eager for me to leave?"

"nah man i just don't want to get in your way or whatever. it'll be a disaster i'll never see you with all those boxes in my face also since you're so short i'll probably trip over you."

John looked down at his screen, a bit offended, but not in a serious way! Why did height

"dude i am maybe an inch at most shorter than you."

"youre just in denial, youre way shorter than me"

"whatever, but thanks for reminding me that i need to start packing."

"yeah no problem"

From there, John got up, paused his movie and started organizing. It was a bit of a hassle, since he was 6'5", and bending down to get small articles of clothing, doodads, and other sorts of stuff was pretty exhausting. He was just in the process of picking up the case of some crappy movie he brought from home when he heard more messages pop up on his Pesterchum . Instead of it being the never ending flow of red text from Dave, it was a more purple text from Rose Lalonde. John and Rose were pretty close, they had gone to high school together and had a lot of classes together too. It wasn't a huge secret that John had developed a slight "crush" for her. Although he didn't like saying it was a crush, since it was "sounded like he was a 14 year old girl becoming obsessed with that one hot guy at school."

"Dave told me that you're still packing up, would you care for my assistance?"

"oh hey rose! no, thats alright, i can do it myself. thanks though :B"

"Are you sure? Its no trouble, especially because I really have nothing to do."

"well, okay sure, if you want"

"I'll see you in about 5 minutes."

John laid back on his bed once she logged off. The reason he was watching the movie before was to keep his mind off the fact that most of his friends lived far away. He was sure that they could always call, message, and Skype each other throughout the day, but it was always more fun to see them in person. All well, it's not like he would never see his friends again, right? His thoughts broke when he heard a light knocking on his door.

Rose was in a slightly darker than lavender shirt and a black skirt, which wasn't unusual for her. She wore black most of the time, since it really did look good on her. She also had a small black purse, most likely filled with a book or something that she could read with. She looked around and smiled a tad.

"John, have you been cleaning and packing or did a tornado rip through here as I was walking over?"

John pouted a bit, looking at his shorter friend. "Hey! I have been cleaning!"

"Then I fear then what your dorm looked like before." She said, laughing a bit.

"Yeah, okay. I'm sorry Dave is way messier than I am!" John protested. It really wasn't his fault!

She laughed a bit more. "Yes, I am sure he is." Was that sarcastic? John could never tell.

John sighed and began to pick up clothes again, Rose soon following after but-

"You actually wear boxers with ghosts on them, John? I always thought you had but I guess this is just proof!" She said, clearly amused and dangling John's underpants like she was taunting him.

John's face went pink and he grabs the undergarment. "Hey!" He exclaimed. "Those are mine, and since when do you think about my underpants?"

"Since you've started to let your jeans sag down. There is a reason I bought you a belt for Christmas." She said, smirk on her face as she continued to grab more items on the floor.

John gasped "So you were my secret Santa! Dang it, I was for sure Dave was lying to me."

"Why would you think Dave was lying?" She seemed truly curious, not trying to just question him to see what he would say.

He sighed, "Well Dave likes to tease me about…" then he suddenly realized who he was talking to again. "Things like secrets. Yeah."

Rose didn't seem to belive him, but she didn't question it. "Well, a well kept secret is certainly something one would want to know."

"Yeah, I guess so." He sighed. Soon, after maybe 30 minutes, the room was clean. John's Items were packed, but his Dad wouldn't be in the area until an hour later to move out. Maybe he could go ask Rose to hang out with him for a while or maybe grab a few other friends and see a movie or whatever friends do.

"Perhaps you'd like to join me for lunch, if it's not too much trouble." Rose asked, breaking his thoughts. "There's a rather nice place down the street."

John seemed started. Man, just when he thought he was going to ask her to hang out she manages to beat him to it. How did she do that? "Uh…Sure! Okay."

"Lovely. Ready to leave then?" She said, picking up her small bag.

"Yeah! Lets go." He smiled, and they headed out the door, leaving the Dorm Key accidentally inside the room.

Author's Note:
Haha. Ha. Yep. Cliffhanger!
Don't worry, its Multichapter. I should update every so often, but my computer is a butt sometimes.
(I also apologize for maybe screwing up Rose or Dave. I was never good at playing out the Strider/Lalondes)