New chapter! Sorry I haven't been posting lately like I said I would, buuuut my laptop ended up in the LER or laptop emergency room as I like to call it. (I had to take it to a repair hop for a few days). So here's the new chapter, and I will upload the new chapters for the other fics as welL, aaaaand I have two more ideas for Dorendy so I'll be writing those soon! Enjoy, and don't forget to review or follow the story for new chapter updates!

Chapter 2

She was late already to her first class of her college freshman year. Wendy never, ever missed one of her math classes, since of course she was a wizz at math. After ten minutes of running she finally reached the door to her class. Opening it slowly she quickly made her way to her seat, but she tripped catching the teacher's attention. Since it was a big room like the large classrooms that look like an auditorium, any small noise could echo off the walls.

"Hello miss, and you might be? Also for future reference, class starts at ten."

"I'm very sorry Sir, and my name is Wendy Marvell, it won't happen again," after picking everything up she sat down taking a deep breathe.

She would always get nervous, and shy around a lot of people. Setting her things on the table, she quickly took out her notebook. Her morning wasn't exactly good, as she dug around in her bag she couldn't find a single pen or pencil.

There was a loud banging noise coming from the doors, so everyone went quiet looking towards the door. someone walked through the door she couldn't see him well.

The professor was first to speak, "Ah, it looks like someone else is late, now who are you young man?''

"Good morning sir, I'm back, It's me Doranbolt,'' he gave a small smile as he looked around the room. Then he spotted Wendy who still had her hand in her bag looking at him.

"Oh, I didn't recognized you with your hair grown out. Well, hurry up and sit down."

Doranbolt decided to sit by Wendy mostly because he liked the expression on her face as she looked at him. Wendy was still looking at him, and she watched him as walked towards her. He quickly made his way through the row of seats, and sat down right next to her. She blinked a couple of times, then went bright red noticing how close he got to her face.

He was smirking at her, "Hello there, you okay?''

She was trying to find her words, and started to stutter, "Y-yeah, I'm okay, uh, you're really close to my face," then she remembered she was looking for her pencil, and started searching through her bag again.

He watched her as she dug around in her bag, until finally he decided to give her his pen, "Here, you can keep this one, but it's the only one I have."

She looked up at him confused, "Then shouldn't you be using it?"

"Nah, I don't need it, the pretty lady next to me does."

Wendy thought sure, this guy was good looking, but from the way he was talking it sounded like he was just a flirt. She handed him back the pen, "No thanks, I have my own right here."

"Okay, I'm sorry. I can tell I went a little far with the joke, but really you are beautiful. I wasn't sure if you were one of those type of girls that liked that kind of thing."

she was already writing down things on her paper, but she continued the conversion, "A little?''

"Okay A lot."

"Joke?"

"Uuh, flirt?"

"Those type?''

"Hey look I just thought you were, I'm sorry, really I am. I was nervous."

She stopped writing, then started again, "Thank you... I would say your name, but I don't know it."

He was leaning on his arm looking at her, "That makes two of us, I'm Doranbolt Gryder."

She looked up at him this time, and saw the way he looked at her, "I.. Uh.. I'm Wendy Marvell... Thanks Doranbolt."

He smiled at her, "Tell me why are you thanking me?"

"For owning up."

"that's it?"

"Yeah."

The rest of the class time she felt nervous, because he never moved. He continued to look at her, and he was pretty close as it was, but she felt it would be weird for her to tell him to stop. Since it would mean she was looking at him too. For some reason she felt strongly attracted to him, even though they only just met. Then she thought about something else, she graduated early from high school, and she wondered how old he was. She was only sixteen, so if he graduated with his class, then he should be eighteen or even twenty. She was one to never break laws, and never planned on doing so in the future, even if she wanted to be with him, if he was twenty, then it could never work. He could get arrested, or worse her parents could file a lawsuit on him.

The teacher dismissed the class, so she quickly gathered her things to head back to her dorm room. She was still young, but learned how to live on her own since her parents were always working. She wasn't expecting him to help her with her stuff, but he grabbed her books, and carried them for her.

"Come on, let's go. I can help you to your next class if you want. My class doesn't start until another three hours."

"Oh well my class doesn't start in another hour and a half."

"I see, then where are we going?"

For someone she just met it seemed like he didn't want to leave her alone. She didn't know what to do to get rid of him, even though she couldn't trust him just yet either. Somehow though, She did trust him in some way, in some form. It was like before when she wasn't sure why she was attracted to him in the first place.

He nudged her, "Hey look I'm not trying to get clingy or be a creep, but I just wanna hang out with you for awhile, if that's fine."

Maybe, just maybe it was the same for him as well. She blushed as she looked into his eyes, "I-its fine.. I don't mind."

"Really!?.. I mean really? I'll buy lunch before you leave to your next class."

"Can I ask something?," She wanted to ask him if he felt the same way, but it would be weird to ask since they only just met.

Somehow he got nervous, because she seemed familiar in every way. He knew how she would react, and not sure on others, but he a had strong urge to protect her. He just hoped that she didn't ask anything weird.

"Yeah, go right ahead. Ask away Wens."

When he said her name like that she a feeling of recollection. It was a brief image of them together sitting at a table laughing, and the look he had when he looked at her made her heart jump. She never ever in her life met him, until now, unless she's daydreaming.

She shook her head, "You think we can have Ice cream instead?"

It surprised him, but he was hoping he would take her to an amazing sandwich place he had found, but if that's what she wants then it was okay with him.

"Sure, I know a good place on campus that's not far, follow me," he grabbed her hand, and intertwined their fingers together. It was out of a unexpected impulse, but it felt very natural, like their hands were meant to fit each others.

They walked in silence, and not once did they break apart. Even when they order their ice cream they still held onto to each other. As they sat down is when Wendy spoke up, "If you don't mind maybe you can let go now? I like to use both of my hands when I eat my ice cream."

"Now that's strange... you would rather eat your food than hold my hand. You mustn't be like all the other girls."

Wendy was already stuffing her mouth, "Yeah I get that a lot, and haven't you ever met a girl that doesn't love love or what?"

"No, not as much as you do," and he chuckled looking at her.

She swallowed then looked up at him, "Then they're weeeeeird... what do-do I have something on my face?," she was bright red as she saw the way he looked at her. It was the same look she saw in the dream or whatever it was.

"Hmm? Oh yeah you do,'' he spaced out for a second then went light pink, "Can I kiss you?"

She went another shade of red, and tried to speak, but before she could his lips were already on hers. His mouth was warm and moist, it also had the taste of cookies and cream. His tongue glided under her lower lip sending sparks in her stomach.

Before he pulled back he slightly bit her lip, then said, "There, I got it."

"T-thanks," Her heart was racing that it was hard to breathe.

"Yeah, well Wens you need to stop thanking me."

The shop door opened, and someone walked to them, "What the hell Mest! You said that you weren't going to be here this semester! Then I find you with her!"

Wendy was startled at the sudden yelling, as Doranbolt had a look of annoyance and anger on his face, "Don't call me by that name again, and I only said that to get rid of you. Why would anyone want you?"

Not only was the girl Wendy just met shocked, but she was too. How could he easily kiss her but say something like to another girl. She was right he was just a flirt, and she has to get to her next class soon. She didn't know why she wanted to cry or why her heart felt torn, but she didn't come to college early for this. Getting up she quickly left, but her tears were left on the table, then she remembered he had her textbook. She didn't dar go back for it, because she didn't want to face him, and she still didn't understand why she felt this way. She hurried into a building taking the stairs to her class when suddenly someone grabbed her arm.

She still had tears falling and it made her mad, "Let me go!"

"Wens please, stop. Wendy STOP!...Just listen to me please. I'm begging you please.''

Wendy went still as she heard the cracking in his voice. Why would he be like this? Why was he here? Did he feel the same way, and was that why his voice seems like he's about to cry? She was going to be late again if she stood there any longer. Wrenching her arm away she ran the rest of the way up the stairs.

"Wendy, I'm sorry! I already broke up with her last month! Wendy I love you! The moment I saw you, I knew what love at first sight meant! Please just listen to me! Wens, your textbook!''

She didn't stop even when she heard what he said she kept going, and vanished into the hall.

He wanted to follow her, but something told him to wait, which he did by the stairs. Soon he got impatient, and started to walk down the hallway looking through each classroom door as he did. He felt disgusted with himself and cursed at himself for saying the things he did in front of her. During times like this he became the world's biggest idiot, and always tried to fix what happened. After a few minutes he finally found the room to Wendy's class, and she was sitting in the back of the room. From what he could see it looked like she was trying her best to keep it together and work, but it didn't happen. The look she had on her face hurt him more ways than one, damn he felt like a jerk. It was another hour that he waited there for her class to end when the door opened, and she walked out. Her eyes were swollen from the tears, and she had her head down, but he still saw her face from where he sat on the ground. She rubbed her face then she finally saw him sitting on the ground.

He was still holding on tight to her textbook as he looked up at her with guilty eyes, "I'm so so sooo sorry Wendy, I mean it. I'm a jerk, and a big idiot. I should've told you about her I'm sorry. Look I know this sounds crazy, but I feel like I knew you my whole life. The moment I saw your face something inside of me clicked. So, please forgive me. I don't know why, but I love you, and I couldn't stop if I tried."

She looked at him with tears in her eyes, so she wasn't the only one with the same feeling.