AH & RT One Shots {Open Requests}

Gavin x Michael (Mavin)

Gavin took in a deep breath. Then exhaled.

"Okay! First day at this school... It's bloody huge...." He whispered to himself as he went along a path leading to the school entrance.

Once he got to the door, he was moving out the way for kids to enter before him. He pulled out a small piece of paper with the small bucket list he made for the day.

One. Get to class and try not to get lost.

Two. Introduce self with American accent.

Three. Don't be a noob and make atleast one friend.

Four. Eat lunch with said friend.

Five. Have an awesome bloody day.

He smiled, playing the list out in his head of how his day would go. And with joy, Gavin Free pushed open the doors and walked into the school.

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"Oh bloody hell..." Gavin said as he started down the hall.

'This place is chaotic!!' Was the only thing he was thinking as he walked inside. Posters all over the floor, including grime and dust as if the floor hasn't been cleaned for years. Rusting lockers and kids getting knocked over the place. Bullies here and there and the occasional gun in a senior's pocket.

"M-maybe, I'm in the wrong place..." Gavin hoped he was in the wrong school and quickly walked down the hall to try and find the principle's office. But his journey was cut sort when he was pulled into an abandoned hallway right when the bell rang. A squeak escaping his mouth as the stranger pulled him in.

"Don't hurt me!!!! Here have this!!" Gavin squealed and threw his lunch, which were biscuits at what he thought would be his attacker.

The 'attacker' covered his mouth quickly as other students ran by.

"Shut the fuck up you dumbass!! Are you trying to get hurt?!"

Gavin whimpered, holding back a scream and his attacker let go and stepped in front of him.

"Jesus, were you trying to get run over by some dumb fucks?"

All Gavin could do was stutter as he stared at the curly haired brunette.

"U-Uh..um..."

The brunette blinked as he stared at Gavin up and down.

"I don't recognize you... Who the hell are you? Are you new?"

Gavin nodded nervously.

"Y-Yeah... My name is Gavin and, uh, I was just trying to find my way to homeroom."

The brunette stared at him with wonder.

"What's your homeroom?" He asked.

"U-Uh... it's on my schedule... let me just..." The British newbie fumbled around with his back pack going through all his papers, desperately searching for his schedule.

"Fuck... where's my schedule?!" He yelled. The brunette rolled his eyes in annoyance. He then took his bag and dumped everything on the floor.

"U-Uh I have my schedule...Somewhere."

The brunette groaned, starting to grow impatient. Staring at Gavin, he noticed he didn't look so bad. Thoughts flooded the brunettes head, as his thoughts grew more intense and a blush creeped upon his cheeks.

"F-fuck, he's hot..." He didn't realize the words escaped his lips as he was mesmerized by the blonde.

"Wot was that?" Gavin looked at him eyes wide and a blush out of frustration and embarrassment from the loss of his schedule and hearing what the student has said.

Immediately, he snapped out of his daze and blinked looking down Gavin.

"N-Nothing... My name is Michael. Anyways, you obviously lost your schedule so I'll, uh, take you to the main office to get you a new one. Come on, before the late bell rings." He helped Gavin with all his stuff and made sure the hallway was clear before walking out.

"I dont get why anyone would want to transfer to this shit place. It sucks ass."

"I don't know why either."

Michael simply laughed and walked him to the main office. Once Gavin got his schedule again, Michael glanced at it.

"Holy shit, we're in the same homeroom." Michael exclaimed. Michael took the schedule and looked at it more closely.

"There's only one class we don't have together. That's math. Wow."

Gavin stared at the brunette again. He saw what would seem like a blush on him.

Michael smirked. "Alright, Gavin let's get to homeroom."

"Wait. How do you know my name?"

He rolled his eyes. "It says so on your schedule."

Michael then looked at the clock that's on the hallway's wall and began to run.

"Micool! Where are you going?!" Gavin cried as he ran also to catch up with him.

"Its 'Michael', you fucking idiot! And we're going to Homeroom! We're going to be late!" Michael yelled back as it echoed throughout the halls.

Gavin quickly picked up some speed and ran along side with Michael.

Maybe this school won't be so bad.