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(^ feme)
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(^ gender neutral) Righto into the story just wanted to clear up what you'd look like :P
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After being pushed out of many social circles, you decided it would be better to not communicate or branch out too your peers and spend your time alone, reading or listening to music by the oak tree that grew in the area most of the students hung out in at lunch.
This lunch time was different, you had noticed a free bench. You made your way over there, ignoring the cheerleaders whispers and comments on your outwards appearance in which you were used too by now, when you got to the bench you slumped down on the rough wood taking out a book
'Morbid curiosities' the title was, you had only recently purchased this book and was looking forward to giving it a read. You placed your sticker covered headphones over your head, siouxie and the banshees (I love them :D) playing as you did so.
Eventually after a few moments of reading you are given a tap on the shoulder by a boy, he was rather lanky and had curly long blonde hair tied back in a pony tail, he wore tight fitting blue jeans, a black pierce the veil shirt and a white leather jacket, he had big black platform boots and dark eye make up. Which was a fresh sight from all the rap and pop obsessed students.
"Why are you sat at my bench?"
He asks coming off as slightly rude as he sits down next to you, taking out a leather covered book from his bag flicking through the pages
You peaked over at the book taking in a few of the words on the page before giving an answer "it was a free bench, I didn't know anybody sat here, apologies" you state, Turing back to your book not trying to make this awkward for the pair of you.
The boy gave a nod of acknowledgement and flicked the page of his book, he had dark grey earphones plugged into a phone he had in his pocket, it felt kinda mandatory to start small tall with your company so you gained the balls to ask him a question.
"What are you listening too?" You ask tapping him on the arm gently, he took out an earphone to listen to you, he took his phone out of his pocket and read the song title before giving you a response.
" 'call me little sunshine' by ghost, what are you listening too?" He replies, a strand of blonde hair in-between his eyes, as he looks over at you. He rubs his finger over the pages of the book
"Ah a ghost fan, I like it. Its nice to see someone else who's not pop or rap fan" you smile slightly, you close your book and look over at him aswell to give him a response. "I'm listening to 'dear prudence' by siouxie and the banshees, I recommend them for you, amazing music."
He cracks a slight smile placing his book on his lap, interested in them slightly. "You're the goth kid, aren't you? You sit behind me in history." He says, you are as equally interested in him.
"Yes I guess...you are very good at history, I'm kinda crap not going to lie." You answer, a slight laugh at the end, his smile grows slightly as he hears you laugh.
"I could help you if you'd like, although it may cost you a pretty penny" He offers, playing with his fingers in his lap, you think for a few moments
"Like a tutor? I assure you I'm not that dumb, I'm smart when matters call for it" you shrug laughing a little at his offer slightly, you notice that he's not laughing. "You aren't joking, are you?" You say fixing your tone.
He gives a nod and takes out a piece of paper and rips off the corner, he takes out a pencil and takes out his phone, coping down his phone number and discord and placing his name at the bottom, he places the note on your book and you stare down at it for a second, read it and stick it in your pocket.
"Dee..." you state in a curious tone, "I like that name? Is it short for anything???" You ask in a more honestly interested voice than a pushy one. "Are you perhaps named after a rock star, you look similar to one-"
"No, my name is dee, dee Shvagenbagen, its not a nick name. And yes I am named after a rockstar, particularly dee snider." He gives an answer in his matter of fact tone, like he saw ganna push some glasses up his nose and state "actually according to my calculations" like some nerd.
"Do you have a name?" He asks again, a little less sarcastic, you gave an answer, showing you hand out for him to shake. "My name is Y/N"
"I suppose I may take you up on your offer oh wise one" you say sarcastically on the last 3 words, he gives a snicker and nods his head. You give a soft smile as you stand up off the bench, black boots causing a soft thud on the ground.
"Well, I have places to be~ soooo...catch you later dee!" You smile, placing you hands behind you back as you walk away, catching a piece of rubbish that was swung at your head by a jock and throwing it in a trash can, dee was...kinda in awe as you looked...pretty cool. For a weirdo anyway
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A/N: sorry for not writing, I've literally lost all motivation but I'm going to try write more often!!
I hope you enjoyed this chapter!! If you want you can leave a suggestion in the comments for the next one bc I have no creativity~
