Starry Eyed Star Lord x ReaderGamora

by sherwoodgirl99

(Star Lord x Reader as Gamora) Gamora is a new student at the University of Xandar, one of the most prestigious in the nation (also well known for it's party atmosphere). As she learns the ropes of living a new life after escaping the restricting hands of her parents, she makes interesting friends along the way.

4. Chapter 3

I grabbed my jacket and rushed out the door, not bothering to look up from my phone. The bus was set to be here in two minutes. I had to be downstairs in two minutes. Probably enough time, but better safe than sorry. I sped walked like a mom in walmart on Black Friday, as not to make a fool of myself by running through the dorm halls. I skipped steps on my way down the stairs and burst out the door to find the bus just pulling up. Perfect timing on my part of course.

I jumped on and weaved my way towards the back. It had always been a pet peeve of mine when people didn't move to the way back of the bus when there obviously wasn't room. I plopped my ass down in the first set of seats on the left closest to the window, just in case someone else wanted to sit.

My stop was only five minutes away, but I had been too lazy on this windy cold day to be bothered to make the fifteen minute walk. I was picking up a mic from the library for my gaming stream with friends later that night. Mine was complete shit, and the library had at least slightly less than complete shit mics.

I threw my headset on and started blasting some early 00's punk rock. It was the nostalgia that always got me. I stared at the bus window as we passed the capitol building. Some days it still felt hard for me to fathom the fact that I was here, and this is my city now.

As I was flashing back to my angstier teen days, we made a few stops. State Street, frat row, that bar that's always blowing up… two stops before mine, I noticed a familiar face board the bus. He was grungy, but not in the dirty way. His overall aura just screamed dark except for his piercing green eyes. I knew him from somewhere, but where?

He sat down next to me without saying a word. I wasn't going insane. I did know this guy. I glanced down at my phone, and that's when it clicked. Tinder. We matched on Tinder. FUCK.

My first reaction was get off the bus. This was not how I wanted my day to go I didn't need this kind of weird social interaction. I stood up, and even though he had just sat down he got out of my way so I could get off this fucking bus. I waited by the door praying to god that he wouldn't recognize me. It wasn't until I was off the bus that I felt like I could finally breathe again, thinking that I would never see him again.

Obviously I was wrong.