And here I come again.

I'm horribly tired and I was actually already in bed. Then I realized it's December first and I need to upload the first chapter of this story.

High School AU. Daily Uploads (It's basically an Advent Calendar)

Trafalger Law/ Eustass Kid. They got the better of me, seriously...

Disclaimer:The hotties belong to Oda

Enjoy!

The day we met, really met, was a Thursday. December the first. He's been in my class for several months, but only on that ice-cold day we truly met.

I had decided that the Chemistry lesson was utterly useless today and figured that one more hour of sleep would do me good. I was never sleeping enough, so this one hour didn't make a difference. But it sounded nice to say. I was just lighting my cigarette when he stumbled onto the schoolhouse area.

If I hadn't known better, I would have said that he had overslept. His hair was a mess; he had apparently decided to forget putting on a shirt (and we had first of fucking December today!) and his bag hung open from his shoulder. But matter of fact, I did know better. The boy, young man rather, had in no way or form overslept. He had just decided that getting to school in time was something below his all mighty existence.

I snorted at the though. I leaned against the cold wall and looked at him. We never had a lot of contact. But apparently today, something was different. By some weird coincident or play of destiny, we were both ditching the chemistry lesson. I let my gaze wander over his misplaced appearance once more and met his gaze.

A small smirk crossed my features and was returned with a broad grin. "I guess it's no use to ask you what we had in Chemistry today." His comment made me chuckle and his grin widened a little more. I shook my head and then pointed wordlessly at his bag. He looked at it and immediately began cursing. I didn't really get the whole meaning, but I'm sure it was pretty nasty.

When he had apparently found that all his important belongings (chewing gums, iPod, wallet…) were still in the bag he took the last few steps to the entrance and up the stairs. Coming to a halt beside me he met my gaze once more. I raised an eyebrow at him. What was the guy up to? We hardly spoke more than two sentences within the last freaking months, so I guessed that he wouldn't be up for small talk. What else then?

Shaking his head slightly, the other focused his gaze on the cigarette I kept squeezed between my lips. "That's not particularly healthy." A low laugh escaped me at that. I looked at him with a mischievous gleam in my eyes and retorted: "And walking around shirtless in December is supportive for your health I guess?"

"Sure." And that was the point we both burst out laughing. It should have been a really awkward situation, bearing in mind we hardly knew each other, but it wasn't. I think it was that day that we realized that we could actually get along with each other perfectly well. We just never knew it because we never talked.

The bell announced the end of the chemistry lesson and we decided that we might need to show up for the next course. Not because we were interested in it, but because we were already here and had nothing better to do.

When we entered the classroom I thought that now the strange feeling of understanding each other would vanish and we would settle for our usual desk. I was proven wrong when he dropped into the chair beside me, not bothering to take out the books or even pretend that he was interested in what lesson we had. I smirked at that.

We were almost the first ones in the classroom, as we didn't have to walk halfway through the school to get here. The Math lesson was held in a room close to the entrance and Chemistry was up on the fourth floor, in one of the labs. The class's standard joke was to say that they kept Mathematics here to torture the students some more by showing them how close they were to freedom. And I have to admit, I fully supported this theory.

Slowly our classmates showed up, some of them staring at us. Yes, I know, we hardly talk. No, we didn't have any secret relationship of whatever kind. And no, we haven't really spoken much still. He smirked at me and I was sure his thoughts were going in a similar direction. This was getting a little over the top now, since when were we able to communicate mutually?

I frowned and turned my attention to the teacher. Madam Tsuru, or as I liked to call her The Hag, had just entered the classroom. Sighing lowly I grabbed into my bag and pulled my course book out. When I bent down to get my pencil case I realized that I forgot it at home. "Shit..." I murmured and sighed a little.

The next moment a pen landed on my book and I looked to my side. He gave me a broad grin and I smirked. Taking the pen I turned my attention to the front. The Hag had a tendency to go completely crazy if you didn't pay attention, and I always liked the way my pretty face looked.

At the end of the lesson, I handed the pen back. "Thanks." He raised an eyebrow at me. "I decided that I'll ditch the rest of the day. Can't be bothered with Sports and Languages…" He gave me a small grin and finished packing his bag. Apparently he would go to the next courses.

"See you tomorrow, Law" he said and was gone. I couldn't prevent myself from staring at the spot he just stood a few moments ago. See you tomorrow? Since when were we seeing each other in school (well, except today of course). No wait, since when did we even freaking talk?

And already we have reached the end of chapter one.

Next upload tomorrow around midnight CET. People who read 'Two and A Half Years Later' know how this works.

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