A/N: I've got a new story coming out soon. It's gonna be really good, you guys. You'll love it. I hope. It's for PewDieCry. It's pretty awesome. The first chapter is finished but I'm gonna type other chapters before I upload it.

Anyways, get reading, people. :D also: thanks for everyone who voted. The most voted pairs shall work together in the next chapter and so on. It will be interesting to see who wins.

Pewdie POV

I looked over at Cry at the teacher's statement. The bell rang. Maybe we could work together.

"See ya later, Scott." Cry said.

I turned to see Scott grabbing his bag and along with the other students, left the class room. Cry waited for me to finish packing up, and then we left.

Cry walked through the campus with me to my next class. We talked about the project, curious what it was going to be about.

"Wait, why are you walking with me?" I asked suddenly. "Don't you have a class next?"

"I do, but it's not until 12."

"Oh. So you're going back to the dorm?"

"Yeah. I have to get my art project."

"So you have Art at 12?"

"Yep. It's a short class if you can draw good enough and finish your projects within the time frame that you have to." He seemed happy to talk about art, it must really be a passion to him.

We finally got to my next class, Math. I was about to ask if Cry wanted to work with me when he said, "Alright, I have to swing around the dorm to get my drawing."

"The one you wouldn't let me see?" I asked.

He laughed. "Yeah, the one I didn't let you see."

Cry POV

I laid on the couch, bored. There was nothing to do. Pewds was at his class and I had to wait for Art... There were more than a few minutes left until I had to even leave. I have to admit, I've never been this bored in my life. The silence was dreadful. Until it was interrupted by a knock. I got up to get the door.

Upon opening it, I noticed someone that made my blood boil. "Ken."

"Cry, nice to see you. Can we talk? I know Felix isn't home so I thought we could settle somethings."

"I thought we settled it when I beat you to a pulp." I replied sarcastically, not budging from the door frame.

He laughed nervously. "Well.. I'd just like to discuss a few things. Please. No hard feelings if we talk?" Ken bribed. I honestly didn't want to be enemies with this guy. He seemed decent enough. Not thinking in my right mind, I let him through the doorway.

"So Cry. On the day of the fight, Felix came to me asking why you and I fought." My heart sank. If Felix knew, he'd think I'm a total creep.

"Dude.. I wasn't in my right mind when I-"

"Cry. That's the problem. I can't remember what you said. I got a concussion thanks you and your head banging... and uh.. basically it wiped my memory of everything ever said during the fight. In fact, the fight is a blur to me. I just came to apologize about starting a fight with you."

I looked up when he said that. Apologize? "I'm the one who started the fight. It was stupid.. I don't know why, but I just felt.." I paused, not sure if I wanted to continue this statement. "I felt a little..." I didn't know what word to use.

"Disgusted? Because of what I was doing to Felix? Or was it jealousy?" Ken asked.

I stared at the floor. This is some deep sh*t.

"Look, don't apologize. I'm the one who started it."

"No, Cry. I am technically the one who started it. I started doing things to Felix that I regret... He's mad at me, you know? Tell you what, we'll forget the whole incident and start fresh. Sound good?" Ken held his hand out.

I stared at it before replying, "Sounds good." We shook hands.

"Thanks for this little talk... I'm sorry or ever causing it... Anyways, I've got to get to my next class. I think you do too."

He pointed at the clock on the fall of the kitchen. I looked over at it. It read, 12:13.

"Right.. I have to go get my.. art project.." I said, getting up.

"Okay Cry. See you around. Sorry for everything again."

"No, I'm sorry for everything. I'll see you again sometime. You should make things up with Felix. I'm sure he'd understand."

"Thanks... Bye." Ken waved at me and left the dorm. That went better than expected. I trudged to my room and found my drawing of the Man in the Mirror and stared at it for a while. Smirking to myself, I left the dorm and made my way to the art class where I'd turn in this masterpiece.

Pewds POV

The next class after Math was History. I liked this class because my teacher was funny and made just about everyone laugh. There was only one problem with this class. Ken and I shared it. I dreaded coming here for the awkwardness. He would always sit far way from me and look over at me during the lesson. After class sometimes he would just stare at me until I left.

I found it strange. It was weird in my eyes.

When I talking into the classroom, I chose my regular seat. I usually sat around the top left of the stands. I noticed right away that Ken wasn't here yet. He was usually here before me, waiting for me to come in so he could stare at me.

The bell rang and the teacher started roll call. When he came to Ken's name, someone burst through the door. "Here." He said. I looked up. It was Ken.

"Take your seat." The teacher said, disregarding his tardiness.

He scanned the stands until he met my eyes. He then started to make him way up next to me. If he was planning to sit next to me, I swear. I am going to stab him with my newly sharpened pencil.

And of course, he decides that throughout the whole entire classroom, to sit next to me. Wonderful. I am really considering whether or not to stab him with my pencil.

After a few seconds pass by, he passes me a note. I open it hesitantly. It reads:

Cry said that me and you should make up

Cry talked to him? When and why? I wrote back:

You talked to Cry?

He responds back a couple seconds later with:

Yeah, We made up

My response:

You'd better not be lying to me.

He wrote:

I'm not, I swear. Just ask Cry if you don't believe me

Ask Cry? If he was lying, then he wouldn't have said to ask Cry. I guess they did make up. I wonder how Cry feels about it...

After a few minutes later, our teacher finished role call and it seemed as if everyone was here today. I guess this class won't be bad anymore... Ken and I can make up and then we can all be friends... right?

Maybe.

A/N: Hey. Sorry this was updated on Wednesday. Yeah... I went on a little vacation thing and I forgot to upload before Sunday happened. Sorry.

But uh, hey! This chapter was long, right? And tis good. Yeah. Tis good. So Im gonna go now. Love you all.

Have a nice day/morning/evening.

-Minus