You finished your class.
Well for the day at least.
You finished all of your work and you still had about 15 more minutes free in class.
"I don't see anything special about her."
You over heard someone say.
"How could Dave be "friends" with some random girl like that?" That boy from earlier, asked. You sighed to yourself.
"I'm gonna go talk to her." You heard after awhile.
Soon there was a boy kneeling in front of your desk. You where all the way at the front, left, corner.
"What." You said in more of a statement than a question.
"Howdy." The boy from earlier said.
"What." You said again.
The conversation basically went like this
You: what
Boy: so I saw you hanging around with Dave.
Y: Yeah, everyone in the class at the time saw that too.
B: *snickers* you're new here this year, right?
Y: No. I've just been getting my education secretly in the janitors closets every year and finally decided to "come out" <<HAHA COMe out of the closet. I'm so stupid>>
Y: yes you ignorant piece of trash I'm new this year.
B: Damn girl. Well. Dave Strider is probably one of the coolest guys in this school. So the fact he is hanging around some weirdo Alternative gothic chick like you is beyond me.
Y: Maybe because he isn't a judgmental cunt like you.
He just snickered and got up and left.
Soon the bell rang. You gathered up your things and began for the door, slinging your bag over your shoulder. As you where stepping out you where pushed by the boy and he said "Get a real life, cunt."
You didn't know how to take that.
But you looked up and noticed Dave was waiting on you. Dafuq that nigga got here so fast.
You where about to say 'hey' but stopped yourself when he pushed the boy into the wall. "I know damn good and well you didn't just call her a cunt." Dave said, the nice tone he talked to you with was gone.
The boy only stared. "If you ever mess with her again I will fuck your face up. Understand?" The boy nodded. And when Dave let him go, he ran to his next class. Dave put his normal cool guy look on and walked over to you. He gave his cool guy smirk.
"You okay?" He asked. You nodded. "Don't let him get to you, he's a prick." Dave said. You nodded and smiled your fake little smile.
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You sat on the bus with Dave. You where riding home. All day he followed you to your classes and would be there waiting when they where done.
He was being so nice. Like once you met you became "best friends." To be honest he was very attractive.
Wait have I said that in some chapter already? Oh well. He is.
You where beginning to get curious now.
"Dave?" You asked. He looked up from his phone and looked at you. At least you presume that. Since he has sunglasses on and all. For all we know he could be staring at some girls booty.
Anyways.
"Yeah?" He waited.
"Did Dirk or my sister tell you to start hanging around me..?" You asked.
He sort of smirked that smirk he has that fit so well with his face.
"No, why?"
You explained how odd you found it after one day he began staying by your side. And how no one really talks to you and you felt weird about it.
"Hah. Oh I see. Well no." He said. "I figured since I've met you, why not become good friends? I don't know. Maybe exceed the level of a good friendship." He said
WOAH WAAAAAAAT. DAVE. DONT YOU KNOW THAT COULD POSSIBLY BE INCEST-BY-LAW. CAUSE OF YOUR SIBLINGS?!?!?!
You blushed slightly. "Oh.. Okay." He chuckled
"What.." He joked. "Have you never had a friend before?" He chuckled again.
Your breathe hitched. You looked
Out the window right as he said that and noticed you past her house...
Tears began to swell in your eyes but
You tried to keep it together..
Dave's little smile disappeared.
"Hey.. I was only joking." He said in a soft voice. You luckily pushed the tears back.
"No, no. You're fine. I'm just...
I..."
You fell silent. You felt him waiting on an answer.. Your cheeks burned.
The driver stopped at your stop.
He stood up and helped you up. "C'mon I'll walk with you." He said. You grabbed your bag and followed.
You began walking with Dave down the street to your house. You stopped at his house. "Why did you stop?" He asked
"Isn't this your house?" You asked. He nodded "but I'm walking you home first." He set his bag down on his porch and took yours. "Here I'll carry it for you." You where hesitant, but let him take it.
You led the way to your house from there. "Thanks Dave..." You shyly mumbled. He nodded. "Anytime."
He took you to your house, which was only a couple of houses down.
He handed you your bag, before he left he looked in your direction and said "Sorry if I offended you with that earlier joke." He added a bit of seriousness to his tone.
You waved your hand dismissively. "It's fine.." Just as he was about to leave,
Lindsay came out of the house.
<<TYPING MY NAME IS WEIRd when I know GOOD and WELL I'm talking about me>>
She smiled. "Hey (Name), hey Dave." Dave did the sup-nod. "Sup Linds." He said.
"Have you began making children with my bro yet?" He asked. "I'm afraid not." She responded. "Well shoot."
You giggled at the two.
"Better start quick before some other girl gets her hands on him."
He said.
"You pose a valid point, young Strider. Speaking of. I must leave to see him how." She smiled and waved. "See you two."
She pulled away and left.
Dave smirked. "Your sister would work well with Dirk"
"Is Dirk a prick?" You asked.
"No." Was his response.
"I see a happy ending for the two."
Dave chuckled. "Well see ya (Name)." He said and waved. You waved and went inside.
What a guy.
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Dave Strider X Reader (A Game of Pretend)
Fanfiction(Dave Strider x Reader) You have moved into a new home, only a few blocks away from your best friend. She died in her home because of a murder. Not only did she take away your happiness, but she took the other half of you. Andrew Hussie is the owner...
