Words: 2100

Pairing(s): Warren Graham/Nathan Prescott (GrahamScott/Narren), Chloe Price/Maxine Caulfield (Pricefield/Chaxine)

Character(s): Warren Graham, Nathan Prescott, Zachary, Chloe Price, Maxine Caulfield

First time writing for Life Is Strange, so I hope you all like it! Heh~

Pick Up Lines-

I sat there, droning the teacher out as she spoke about today's lesson in Geometry. I honestly couldn't care less as of what she was saying, I already took this class in my old school and passed with stunning colors, I don't see the point in me taking it again. I have a straight A in this class and everything was way too easy to solve. I swear this class is for babies sometimes with how easy it is.

I glanced over at a certain student, keeping my eyes on him, he had been catching my attention for the past month but I've been too chicken shit to even try and start a conversation with him. Nathan Prescott, the richest kid in school. Hell, his father owns our dorm. Translation; Do not get on Nathan Prescott's bad side, I need a place to sleep after all. But as of late he had been very interesting to me, I can not for the life of me figure out why either.

Geometry is the only class I share with him (sadly), and he seems to be as smart, maybe even smarter than me in here. I've seen his grade in this class and he also has an A. . . .it is totally possible that he pays for that A to keep his family happy, actually. That is the most likely. Most rich kids have a bad relationship with their parents from how much they work for that money.

Nathan. He is a rude guy, I live right across the hall from him but I always avoid him if I can and he seems to not give a shit about me or anyone else for that matter. When I do make eye contact he just glares at me as if I offended him in some way and that I don't deserve to look upon his beauty- beauty? No no that's not right. I do not find Nathan Joshua Prescott attractive (Why do I know his full name?). At all. I'm straight. I have a thing for Maxine, who actually doesn't like me and friend zoned the hell out of me and is happily dating Chloe Price who actually came back to Blackwell to finish her education, Max talked her into it apparently when they met one another at Two Whales Diner, totally surprised to see one another, well, Chloe was a bit pissed since Max didn't even try to find her for the month she's been there, Max apologized and now they are really happy together.

Mentioning Chloe, she is also in this class with me, I looked over at the older girl who sat directly next to me, saying, in these exact words beforehand "Bro, we gotta stick together and hella fuck shit up together." I just laughed at her and agreed, because why not? I like Max still. And I like that Max is happy with this -now teal- hair colored girl. Chloe is actually really cool, once you get over her smoking and need to party almost all the time and sneak out at unreasonable hours of the night.

I looked back over at Nathan, still trying to figure him out until-

"Warren Graham. Please stop staring at Nathan and answer my question, I know he's a good looking kid but seriously." Mrs. Morris said, catching my attention, I could feel my face going red when she said that and sunk in my seat slightly, trying to ignore the giggles that traveled around the room, from the corner of my eye I could see Nathan giving me a weird look, not amused or angry, just . . . . curious.

"Sorry Mrs. Morris, what was the question?" I managed to get out without sputtering and she sighed, rubbing her eyes, she looked really tired today, I wonder why.

"What is this?" She pointed to a line that crosses over two parallel lines. . . wow, this is the easiest question ever.

"Transversal."

"Very good. Now pay attention." She turned back to the board, filtering across it quickly as she wrote down stuff. I felt a poke and turned to look at Chloe who looked confused as hell.

"Why were you looking at Prescock?" She hissed, narrowing her eyes.

"No reason. I-"

"Don't associate with him Warren. He is bad news." Chloe warned, pointing a figure in my face and putting her other hand on my shoulder, very awkward looking to anyone looking at us really, our desks weren't made to sit like that. I nodded and stole another glance at Nathan who was watching the two of us curiously. I gulped and turned back yo the front of the class, not sure if I should take Chloe's warning seriously or not. Then again, I've never seen her so serious about something before, so maybe I should listen.

Going back to my dorm after Chemistry I could feel eyes on me, burning through my double layers and scorching my skin, but every time I looked no one was looking at me, no one at all. Why did I feel like I was being looked at then? I looked up at the windows of the boys dorm and still saw no one. I took a deep breath and ran into my dorm, up the stairs and waltz over to my door, looking at my board since it looked different, I never have anything written on here. I tilted my head, confused as I read what it said.

' Are you made of Nickel, Cerium, Arsenic, and Sulfur? Because you've got a NiCe AsS!'

I couldn't help but laugh at it, holding a hand over my mouth and shaking my head, who the hell could of written that? It's so . . . corny. I heard a door from the other end of the hallway open and close then another sound of a door being opened behind me and I turned, meeting with Nathan who was frozen in his doorframe, a dry erase marker in hand. He looked like a deer in headlights as he looked between me and the board, I tilted my head and looked at him then the board. Sudden realization hit me and I stared at him, eyes wide. He cleared his throat and stepped back into his room, shutting the door quickly.

"Well. . .that was weird." I mumbled and went into my own room, not bothering to erase my board, I sat down at my desk and looked at phone, having a text message from Max.

Max ;P- 'Chloe said you were staring at Nathan Prescott today? What's that about?'

Me- 'Nothing, jeesh. You two really are on my case about being interested in someone, aren't you?'

Max ;P- 'You're. . . You're interested in Nathan Prescott?'

Me- 'NOT LIKE THAT. OMG MAX. Not like that. He is just. . . something I don't understand and I would like to.'

Max ;P- 'Oh. . . okay. Well, I gotta go. Chloe wants to take me out tonight. Ttyl! Xoxo'

Me- 'Yeah. . .bye!'

I groaned, knowing that I only made it worse that way and knowing Max won't stop asking me about it when she has the chance to corner me. I turned on my laptop. Listening to nothing as I browsed through my email to see if I got anything from Alyssa or Brooke, I heard small sounds of walking and. . . .erasing? Then writing really fast. Someone was writing in my whiteboard again. I stood up and ran towards the door, but before I could make it they were already done. I huffed in exasperation at Nathan's door, knowing it was him again. I looked at the board and felt my face get warm as I read the messy handwriting.

'If you were oxygen, I would be an alkali metal so I could get in you and explode ;)'

Oh my god. Nathan is terrible at pick up lines. I covered my face with my hands and erased the board quickly, looking around to make sure no one else could have read it. I went back into my room with one last glance at Nathan's door, too tired to really care now as I flopped onto my bed, cursing myself when I remembered how far my Laptop was from me.

The next morning I woke up feeling groggy and had to wipe away some dried drool from my cheek.

"Ew gross." I whispered angrily and grabbed my shower supplies. I had no classes today meaning I get to hang out in my room and watch cult movies all day, my favorite, maybe I could ask Brooke or Alyssa to join me, more so Alyssa, she seems more into that stuff than Brooke. I walked out into the hallway, glancing at my board which- oh course- had another line on it.

'If you were a triangle. You'd be an acute one!'

Now that one is just plain cheesy. I giggled, goddamn giggled! At that one and walked towards the showers, a small smile on my face as I walked in. At the sink stood Nathan, brushing his teeth and Zachary next to him, going on about something Nathan didn't seem interested in, my smile fell. He hasn't noticed me yet thankfully, I went into one of the showers quickly and before I closed the curtain I met eyes with Nathan in the mirror, I gave him a smile and shut it, not seeing his reaction.

"Bro? Something wrong? Your face got a bit red." I heard Zachary say.

"Huh? Nothing. Don't fucking bother me." I heard Nathan grumble then some footsteps and a door slamming shut.

"What the hell is his problem?" Zachary said, following Nathan out of the door and closing it quieter this time. I let out the breath I didn't realize I was holding in and took off my clothes, turning on my shower and waiting for the water to warm up.

Once I finished with my shower I wrapped a towel around my waist, mumbling angrily at myself for forgetting clean clothes and I really didn't want to put my dirty clothes back on, since the shirt was covered in nacho cheese which makes no sense since I haven't eaten any in at least two weeks. I tied the towel around myself tightly to make sure it didn't fall off and made my way back out into the hallway and seeing that the coast was clear I made my way back towards my room, I heard a door and tried to go faster as I looked back, looking out for anyone.

I walked into something hard and felt it go down with me on top, I hit the ground-well, more like the person below me who hit the ground first and groaned from their chest which my face was now buried in. They smelt really nice, like Old Spice. I pushed myself up and shook my wet hair out of my face and looked to see Nathan looking at me with a pissed off look, I felt myself pale and I got up off of him quickly, seeing his look soften once he figured out who ran into him. I gasped when my towel fell off and started to stutter out apologies as I wrapped it back around myself. Once my towel was back safely covering my parts I finally looked up at Nathan who had another weird look on his face, his lips were opened slightly and his eyes a bit glazed as he looked over me.

"Uhm, Nathan?" I asked, feeling awkward and beginning to squirm under his stare. I grabbed my shower supplies from the ground and stepped around him. Ready to run but I felt him grab my wrist, stopping me in my tracks and I froze, looking at him, blinking slowly. His face had changed to one of curiosity now and he stepped closer to me, close enough to kiss me- shut the fuck up Warren what the hell are you thinking? "Nathan?" I breathed out, nervous and quite frankly a bit freaked out from how my body was responding to his, getting closer every second until our lips slowly grazed together. That seemed to be the ending point as I felt a jolt and pulled back, eyes wide as I stared at him, he looked equally surprised and I ripped my wrist from his hand, stuttering as I backed away from him, not really sure what to say.

I ran into my room, not bothering to look at my board.

I'm thinking of writing this in Nathan's POV next, but Idk, It depends really. :33 Hope you enjoyed this!