A journey of a thousand miles starts with no foot movement

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(Dave's perspective)
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You can not fucking believe this.

What type of parasite crawled into your Bro's mind to sign a piece of paper sending your child off to the capital for a entire week for the purpose of 'education'. You would rather join the lucky handful that stay back to do extra class work instead of being away from the comfort of your computer and staying in a hotel room full of people you barely even know. Lucky you one of the teachers was your bro and you were dragged along with him.

But whatever. You already have your clothes packed, you are standing outside in the hot Austin sun waiting for the teachers to do the last-minute checks before diving head-first in a bus full of hormonal eighth grade assholes for twenty-two hours.

Finally, your Social Studies teacher, Mr. English, begins to make the last announcements before going to Hell On Wheels.

"Alright now! Before we abscond on our adventure I would like to lay down some rules." He began in his thick British accent.

"Firstly, we will make only one stop along the way at midnight at a motel to rest for the night and wake up the next morning to continue." Well that was a relief, yeah the schools were renting out nice buses but you were not going to sleep on those scratchy fabric seats.

"Secondly, at the hotels, the boys and girls will stay separate." You hear a few boys behind you sigh in defeat, guess the panty raid will be put on hold fellas.

"Lastly, we will have assigned seats on the bus."

You obviously didn't give two shits where you stay but the other people did, you guess the teachers ain't having a fiasco this time unlike last year.

"Alrighty then, let's get to it!" Mr. English said in a chipper tone.

Your science teacher, and also your brother (who decided to take up teaching for some strange reason) read off the names of the people sitting on the bus, starting from the back.

It wasn't until the middle of the bus when he called your name, and you fucking swear on your last dollar, that he wished you 'good luck, little man' and returned to reciting the list like normal. Seriously, fuck him.

You walk down the narrow bus aisle and sit to where you were directed to. Your friends Rose and Jade sit behind you and you're thankful for that. You greet them with a wave. You take off your backpack, sit down, and sit near the window. After bro called you, he read some other kid's name who also sat next to you, at first you just have him a glance and almost dropped your jaw but stayed pokerfaced. You were looking at John Egbert, the dude you've had a crush on since the first day. And now it's clear...

That asshat set you up with Egbert...

Oh my god.

You quickly take a mental note to kick Bro's ass when you get home.

You soon find yourself looking at John. He's wearing a Ghostbusters white tee with khakis, and goddamn does he look good in those. He doesn't see you checking him out through the shades but offers a greeting,

"Hi! I'm John! You're Dave Strider, correct?" He asks smiling grinning.

'Of course I know you're John' the voice inside your head retorts.

You answer with something less rude, "Yeah, I think we have a few classes together?" You respond.

"Yes! I think it was math and English." Oh yeah he was in your math class, and you suddenly remember sitting behind him in math class and daydreaming about him, and the fantasies of being his boyfriend and maybe even kissing him. Oh Jesus those lips look like he moisturized them with strawberry Chapstick or something sweet like that. What you would do to get your lips on his... Fuck.

You daze off into space and John waves a hand in front of you.

"Earth to Dave! Earth to Dave!" The blue-eyed boy repeated as his hand waved side to side. You snap out of it.

"Oh, yeah, sorry about that." Your cool guy facade slipping a bit.

Suddenly, the bus doors let out a whistle and closed tightly. Mr. English stood up.

"Alright guys, let's get this show on the road!" Mr. English belched and sat next to Bro. You feel yourself jolt forward a bit as the bus jerks off to a start and pulls out of the parking lot in which it was stationed. You focus your attention onto Egbert.

You turned to the window on your right and put your head against the glass watching the trees and shrubs whizz past you, this was going to be one long ass ride.

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Yo guys it's Canary!!!! So this is my first fanfic and I decided to start my hopefully long streak of writing with johndave!!! If you somehow come across this fic in the sea of good ones then I greatly appreciate you reading this! I'll write the next chapter hopefully by next week. I'll see you guys soon!

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