You're turning 18, you cannot believe that you have been reduced to this. It's not your fucking fault that your laptop is broken. It's not your fault that your dad didn't buy the two year warranty on it that he said he did. He blames you and is making you wait. And wait. And fucking wait.
You're secluded for the 5th time this week in the school cafeteria that they use for study hall when people aren't stuffing their obscenely loud and disgusting maws with slime that is classified as 'food'. A little ancient red gameboy color is in your hands, causing you to seethe, grumble, and growl over little colored bricks that won't connect right or fast enough for you.
You didn't even notice Shades McCoolkid join you with a violet gameboy. He's silent, per the usual, but you look up when you hear The Little Mermaid theme song playing. This blond asshole is casually playing pinball and distracting you from your intense game of Tetris.
"The fuck is that shit?"
No answer.
How come he isn't charmed by your lovely greeting? Oh wait. It's because you're a douche canoe.
"Why are you playing that shit?"
Better.
"Excuse you, this is THE shit. This is the most amazing, most exotic game known to this Earth. It is pure poetry found in the distant land known as the room of the biggest hipster douche in this entire school. It is-"
"So you found it in your room?"
"Excuse you, I found it in Eridan's room."
You snort a bit and leaned back. Of course he's the friend of your friend, "And you're playing it over here why, douchebag?"
"Because you look like a cat in a wet paper bag."
"And?"
"Tetris is the shit, want to trade games for a bit?"
You roll your eyes and scoot away, "Hell no, I'm not playing little mermaid."
"Fine, then I guess I'll just have to prove how much I am into balls then, while you can prove that you are a square."
"Jesus fucking Christ, Strider, shut up."
He has a little smirk on and goes back to playing all throughout study hall. He goes on doing this for the next three weeks, also having a PowerPuff Girls game and a Scooby Doo game.
You have kicked his ass in Tetris more times than you can count and your high score in Little Mermaid pinball is only beaten by Eridan's score of 32 fucking billion. What a nerd.
One of the days you both are discussing and trying to figure out how the fuck he managed that score, he leaned over and kissed you, startling the fuck out of you. You sit there in absolute silence and he asks if you're free for dinner.
Your ears are bright red, you just know it. Your face has to be burgundy from how hot it just got in your sweatshirt.
He's still waiting for an answer.
You nod and catch him smiling before he goes back to playing your Tetris game.
