The lecture was dragging on and on. Seconds seemed like minutes, minutes seemed like hours, and the professor seemed like a berk. Never before had Cloud heard so much rubbish, all said by one person. Nearly half the class was falling asleep, and the other half were doodleing, or writing notes to each other.
Cloud just sat, and wrote boring notes about the boring lecture. He felt a tap on his shoulder as he wrote, making him jump out of his skin. He turned around to see the most popular guy in the class leaning in towards him.
"Hey, you got a pen I can use? Mines broken" he asked, giving Cloud a cheeky smile that sent a tingle down his spine.
It took Cloud a moment to realise that he was being spoken to by Zack, but when he did, he rushed to his bag to search for a pen for him to use. He said nothing, there was nothing he could think of to say. Once he found the pen, he span back around in his seat and passed the pen to the raven haired student.
After Zack gave him a nod of appreciation he took the pen and to Clouds shock and surprise, started to take it apart. He removed the tip and then the inside, he took a piece of paper and licked it before shoving it into the pen and blowing it out at the back of another students head.
Zack said nothing as he put the pen back inside its outer shell, screwed the tip back on and handed it back to Cloud. He thought nothing of the fact that the first time he had ever spoken to this boy was to get a pen to shoot a spitball at someone. Clearly he didn't care about first impressions, because these ones... weren't good.
The bell rang and everyone leaped out of their seats, running from the professor who was still trying to bore them out of their minds by giving them homework at the last minute. Cloud began packing his books away as all of his classmates headed for the student union bar. Just when he thought he was alone, he felt another tap on his shoulder.
He turned to see that it was from exactly the same person as before. Zack was stood behind him with a bit of a sheepish and apologetic grin.
"Hey, I'm... uh... I'm sorry about earlier" Zack said. "The other guys, they dared me to" he continued to explain.
"And you think that's alright?" Cloud questioned, failing to keep his voice down.
"Look, if you're that bothered I'll get you a new pen!"
"Just drop it!" yelled Cloud, flinging hid bag around his shoulder and making his way to the door. Zack took a step towards Cloud as he left.
"Then how about lunch?" he shouted.
Cloud stopped in his tracks and turned around, a puzzled look sprawled across his face.
"Huh?"
"Let me buy you lunch"
Cloud was shocked, of all the things he had thought someone as popular as Zack Fair could say to him, this hadn't even crossed his mind.
