Disclaimer: I DO NOT own anything but the plot line.
The rest goes to the great Andrew Hussie.
"Dave. Dave, wake up." I heard my bro call from the door. I rolled over, giving him the signal that I wasn't getting up any time soon. "Dave Fucking Strider, get your ass up or I'm gonna come in there and kick you out of the fucking bed." Bro threatened. I groaned, "Fuck off." I said as I sat up.
I yawned and looked at the clock to see I had thirty minutes until I had to get to school. Standing up, I walked to the bathroom and brushed my teeth before brushing my, next to white, blonde hair and shoved my shades onto my pale yet freckled face. I walked out of the bathroom and narrowly dodged a smuppet attack as I walked into my room, and replacing my white tank top for a long sleeved red and white shirt with a broken record symbol on the front; and replacing my record pajama pants for dark blue skinny jeans. When I was finished getting dressed I walked out of my room and down the stairs, avoiding boxes and smuppets as I descended. I walked into the kitchen and over to the refrigerator and grabbing an apple juice, I then walked over to the couch and grabbed my bag of school supplies that I needed for the day. I opened my apple juice and drank the entire bottle in one sitting. I tossed the bottle in the trash before going over to the door and walking out without a word. Walking down the steps, I headed toward the school, away from the new house bro and I just moved to. The walk was short, sweet and to the point but I was dreading the new school and the people in it. As I approached the school I caught people staring at me and whispering, I groaned inwardly and continued on to the school. I walked in and went to the office, waiting for the assistant principal to get off the fucking phone so I could talk to her.
After about thirty minutes of waiting the assistant principal looked at me and said in a nasally voice, "You must be the new boy, David Strider was it?" She asked.
'I fucking hate that name!' I screamed in my mind but I kept my cool and said, "Please call me Dave." I said as politely to her as possible.
"Hmm. Yes, well. Mr. Noir isn't here right now so here is your schedule. Enjoy your school year." She said to me snarkilly.
I took the schedule and walked out of the office, if it weren't that I was a Strider I would have been glaring at her. I had only been in my new school for a few minutes and already I hated one of the teachers. I looked at the schedule and walked on towards the class I needed to be in.
