Ch. 1: Meeting

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y/n's pov
'SHIT!' i thought as i ran through the hallways, already a minute late for art. as i turned a corner, i bumped into a kid trying to get to class. my sketchbook and books fell off the stack of things i was trying to keep from falling, my sketchbook opening right up to one of my recent drawings.

"fuck! i'm so sorry-" i stopped as i watched as the boy i bumped into picked up my sketchbook and start flipping through it. 'fuck.. he's going to think i'm weird and call my drawings shit and make fun of me i already know it.'

to my surprise, he handed me my sketchbook back with a smile on his face. i looked into his dark eyes, and was caught off-guard by his pointy ears and teeth, "did you draw these? they're really good!" he asked, and seemed genuine. that was a new one for me.

"uh- yeah! i did, i'm glad you like them, normally people call them weird and laugh in my face," i realized i was ranting.

"well i guess i get called my fair share of 'weird' and a 'freak'," the boy gestured to his pointed teeth, "the names streber, and who might you be, my fine feminine fellow?" (/ref)

"y/n! pleased to meet you, but if it doesn't bother you i'd prefer to stay away from the feminine range of things," i looked closer at his victorian clothes, his velvet shirt with a black corset, how he didn't get dress coded is beyond me, white neck ruffles, and jet-black pants. his fancy hair caught my attention as well. with his pointy teeth and ears, if i didn't know any better i'd say he's a vampire!

"ah! i completely understand, friend," he started to say something else, before the five minute bell rang, "well, we should probably get to class! meet me at the right corner table at lunch!"

i nodded after him and raced to the art room. i hated being the center of attention like this, with all of my classmates' eyes trained on me as i sat down. i noticed there was a new kid next to me. great, now i don't get my free desk space and i need to sit by someone.

i sat down and looked at my new tablemate a bit more, trying not to be obvious. he had fluffy black hair, almost as dark as streber's. he had a pink sweater on, with a candy-like pattern on it. my stupid intrusive thoughts immediately went to ways i could use his looks against him if he got on my bad side, not even considering the fact he could be a friend. i shook off the thought and trained my focus back on the teacher.

"..we'll just be free drawing for a bit. let your creativity flow onto the page! don't hold back."

yes! i could just do what i wanted for a whole hour without being bothered. i opened my sketchbook to a blank page, not daring to work on the spicer drawing on the other side, when i felt a tap on my shoulder. new kid.

"uh, we're supposed to sketch out ideas with our tablemates today," he said, a little awkwardly. he scratched the back of his neck, "unless you prefer just drawing on your own, that's fine too."

i groaned in my head, but came off friendly when responding, "no! it's fine, i just didn't hear the first part of the instructions, that's all. i'll go and get some blank paper," i walked over to the shelf with blank paper and grabbed a couple of pieces. i walked back over towards my desk, when i was tripped by one of the popular dudes. i tried to ignore it, but when i sat back down i was clearly livid.

"are you ok?" my tablemate asked, pulling a number two pencil out of his pencil pouch. i have no idea how he could possibly touch that thing. i refuse to use number two pencils because i'll get neurotypical cooties if i do.

"yeah, i'm fine," i mumbled, picking up my pristine mechanical pencil and started to sketch out a position. i looked back at the new kid and realized i never got his name, "i don't know your name," i blurted out bluntly.

"oh! it's kevin," he said, "you?"

"y/n"

kevin looked over to your paper, "that's super good!"

"it's not that great, it's just the position so far," i mumbled, then got and idea, "say, you got anyone to sit next to at lunch?" i asked kevin.

"not really, why?"

"you wanna sit next to me and my friend? he's the vampire lookin guy,"

"oh i know him! he's in my first hour. yeah i'll sit with you guys!"

i nodded in response and went back to finishing up the pose, "how's this look?" i showed kevin my paper.

"complicated to draw,"

"that's kinda the point, here you can change a couple of things, like where the arm is or how the head is positioned," i slid my paper in front of him and took his paper. he had started drawing a [your favorite animal]. i squeaked in excitement and started happy stimming with my hands.

"you like it?" kevin asked a little nervously.

"yes i love it!"

after a couple more minutes of drawing, the bell rang and you got ready to leave.

"see you at lunch, kev!" i called as i left the room. 'wow. i made two friends just like that. and in the same day!' i thought excitedly as i headed to my locker.

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A/N
this is what i do with my A's in english
947 words (woagh) minus authors note

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