Rodrick Rules! - A Fanfiction

Chapter Twenty Five: The Flashback/The Chance Encounter Pt. 2

It's Monday I think.

All the days kinda blend together during the school year. I'm making my way to my locker before class, but I'm completely zoned out.

My biggest enemy in my young adult life: public education. It's always blah blah blah books blah blah blah college. All of that is so pointless for someone like me. I'm gonna make it big, I tell you. What's the use in school?
See, I'm in this band and I play drums. We totally rock and we got a ton of songs that could be hits. It's just a matter of making it out of the small town of Plainview. Every day is an opportunity. Plus, it'll be awesome to go on tour with my buddies.

I guess that's the one good thing about school, I get to hang with my friends. They're all kind of losers. But, they look up to me, you know. That's the only reason I stick around in this horrible place, it's cuz they need me.
Same with the ladies.
From the outside, I may not seem very popular with a lot of the chicks here but I'm telling you, they got a whole lot of Rodrick on their minds.

I'm Rodrick by the way, hi.

Tall, good looking, and talented high school senior. Not to mention awesome and super humble. I bet you're wondering "wow what kind of a girl could be so lucky to have Rodrick as a boyfriend?" And I'd be asking the same thing, I don't blame you. The answer may come as a shock though... I don't have a girlfriend! Too many to choose from, seriously.
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Well, seriously, I guess I can be honest about one thing. Dating has always been kinda difficult for me. None of my friends have girlfriends, most of them can barely even talk to a woman. I gotta be the first so I can show them how it's done, right? It's just been hard to find any girls that like the same stuff as I do. And every time I do meet one, she's not all that into me or already has a guy. It totally sucks. I chalk it up to bad luck, though. I'm wondering if I should just give up.

My deep thoughts are interrupted by something whacking me in the eye.

"Ow! Jesus Christ!" It's a wadded up ball of paper thrown by my friend Mikey.
"Heyyy batter batter batter SWING batter batter batter..." he says in a dumb voice. I toss the paper back at him, then he chucks the little shit back at me. "Dude cut that out!" I say while laughing. He starts running down the hall as we play a clumsy game of catch with this literal piece of garbage. Suddenly, it's in my grip and I back up a few steps. I trip into some poor kid standing behind me as I yell "go long!" to Mikey, and throw that shit as hard as I can.

Haha, he actually caught it.

"Hey, watch where you're going, moron!"

Oh shit!! I whip around to apologize and I lock eyes with some girl I have never seen before in my four years of attending this school. Granted, I'm absent a lot. But you think I would've remembered her. She has bright red dyed hair. I look her up and down. She's wearing a flannel and some sick boots, nice. I don't know why, but I wanna just keep looking at her. Her expression looks pissed though, so I speak.

"Oh, uh, sorry about that" I say.
That's not good enough.
"You alright, dude?" I ask her.

For some reason she just starts stuttering a lot, but I think she's okay. It's pretty funny, actually.

I'm about to say something when the paper hits me in the head again. This can wait, gotta get back to paperball. "Mikey, my man, we were in a time-out, I swear!" And I run after him. When I finally catch up to him at the end of the hallway, I put him in a headlock and try to smush the paper into his mouth but he's laughing too hard. That's when the bell rings and everyone starts walking to their classrooms. I realize I've passed my class about five doors ago so I leave Mikey to choke and die on the floor. Kidding, he's fine, but I still gotta go.

As I walk back to the classroom I keep an eye out for that girl. I wanna talk to her again later.