Friends? | Kurt Cobain

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You dreaded going to school.

You went to get your textbooks for your next class, before you could open it your face was immediately met with the cold metal of the locker

"Oh sorry, didn't see you there!" A sarcastic voice said. Damn jocks. He got off of you and walked towards his friends laughing. You sniffled as you could feel your nose starting to bleed from the force it has gone through. You grabbed your books before closing your locker, only to make eye contact with the blue-eyed kid who you've seen around school a few times.

"You okay? That looked really bad." He questioned. "Yeah, I'll be fine." You wiped the blood from your nose onto your sweater sleeve. "Oh, um, here, follow me" He grabbed your arm and dragged you to the nearest bathroom.

He grabbed some paper towels and handed them to you. You set your books down on the bathroom counter and held the paper towel against your nose. You both stood in silence for a bit before he spoke up,

"I'm Kurt incase you didn't know.." He said shyly. "Y/N" You responded. "That's cool. I think class is starting soon, so we should get going..." You nodded and grabbed your stuff, walking out of the bathroom. "So, you wanna hang out at lunch?" you asked him. "Yeah! I mean yeah, of course, I don't really sit with anyone" He chuckled "Oh, I don't either."

You stopped at a trash can by your classroom and threw the bloody paper towel away before opening the door,

"Well, see you around?" "Yeah, see you at lunch, Kurt" You smiled. He smiled back and walked down the hall

Did we just become friends?




a/n: I need to get outside jesus christ.

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