F/n): Start
Your name is (f/n) (l/n) and today is just another boring day of school. You were in your dorm room all alone. Usually people have roommates but you were the lucky odd numbered student that got a dorm to herself, with an extra room of course. Which was empty. You had no need for all that empty space anyways, but hey, there's gonna be a new transfer student who is going to be your new roomie. "I wonder what she will be like." you thought. Actually, the thing is, she was supposed to be here sometime last week. Some boxes had come in but she hasn't been here to unpack yet. You don't know who she really is anyways. Only that she is a new transfer student. You didn't want to peek inside her stuff. Would you? You answered yourself, "No, no, no. That's just...she'll find out." From then on you haven't looked into those things. Ever. On another note, you haven't even seen many transfer students lately so maybe she is the kind to skip? Except that boy.
Dave Strider.
*time warp to last week brought to you by an angry midget (Karkat)*
(F/n) : Step into class
"Thank goodness." You thought to yourself. You were almost late to class, luckily you got here on time to take your seat in the back. Your homeroom teacher was about to start roll-call until a boy walked in. A blonde boy with black aviator shades with an emotionless poker face. The teacher introduced this boy. "Say your name to the class." the teacher exclaimed. "Yo. The names Strider, first names Dave." The blonde boy said. The teacher then asked this new boy, Dave, to find a seat. The only seat empty was next to yours. But hey, you weren't complaining he was kind of cute. The second he sat down he turned to his new neighboring desk, yours. You looked over and said, "Hey Dave nice to meet you I'm (f/n)." The blonde just stared in awe, you couldn't see much behind those dark shades of his but it looked like he was staring at you. It was a bit strange at first but sooner or later his gaze heated your face. A red blush crept it's way to your cheeks. "Why is he staring at me like that!" You thought to yourself. Ironically, You ended up staring at him as you wondered why he was staring at you. Then after the blonde was finally out of his trance, under his shades his face began to turn bright red, although he still wore that poker face of his. It was actually really cute. Class had begun. Dave whispered, "Hey. Yo, sorry 'bout that you just...actually..no, it's nothing." Dave Strider. "What a strange person..." you thought to yourself. He is quite attractive though, Oh who were you kidding you thought he was smoking hot. And he would be next to you this whole year.
Dave's POV
Your name is Dave Strider and you have just stepped into homeroom. You were the new transfer student. Your new homeroom teacher made you introduce yourself to the class. One of those cliché movie introductions, how ironic. You love irony, ironic irony if you will. But that doesn't matter now. What matters is the second you sat into your seat and turned to the seat next to you, you saw it. You saw her. The one you spent your high school days with, the one who got amnesia and forgot all about you, the one you love. And she was right infront of your eyes. You couldn't help to stare at your long lost love, as if being brought together by the red string of fate. Just like that day. The day her parents told you. Your girlfriend, she didn't know who you were. You didn't want to pain her to remember you, even though how much it hurt. But it didn't matter now. You separated but now you have been given a second chance. The girl that once loved you is here with you. You finally snapped out of your day dreaming. (F/n). "She doesn't remember me." you say to yourself. You sit back straight and cool trying to hide your heated face from her. You don't want to ruin your second chance at love. You apologize to her, you almost told her about the past but she doesn't know. She doesn't know why your staring. And she doesn't know you. That's why you have to make her fall in love, all over again.
*time warp back to present because Author-chan can*
As you were saying, the only new student you knew was Dave. He was very interesting. You and Dave have become really close since the past few days he transferred here. You may have become close friends but Dave always had a flushed look on his face when he talked to you. "It was just so cute!" you thought to yourself. You decided to not say anything because it would really embarrass him...You think. But if it did, it would be so adorable! Even his emotionless face interested you. You seemed to have gotten a crush on the new kid. How cliché. But you can't help it. You feel it somehow. A connection. You were destined to meet the blonde boy with black aviators in front of you. And your going to find out why. As you were speaking to Dave the principle had called you over. Long story short, that new roommate? Yeah. It was Dave. The Dave that you have a crush on. That one. Principle Hussie
( A/n: yeah I just did that. Got a problem? 1v1
had mentioned that because of the increase of students and your lucky odd number you were the only dorm room left for him. And you thought your roommate was a girl. Think again. Those days you never saw him was because he was always so busy. He had always stayed in study hall trying to get his work done. He was the new transfer student and his classes were all ahead of him. You over heard that he always feel asleep studying. Just imagining that makes your mood a bit happier despite your current situation. But, This was not the destined reason you were looking for.
