My highschool dork.... (Laurance x reader fem)

chp 2

I'm Laurance, I'm sure you've heard of me since I am your brother's best friend after all." He said as he held out his hand smiling. I snickered and shook his hand. "Bit cocky much?" I asked. “Maybe just a little.” Laurance said, still smiling. I start laughing this time,” Garroth! You never told me highschoolers were this funny!” I say, still laughing a bit. “H-HEY, WE’RE NOT THAT FUNNY!” Aph and Laurance exclaim at the same time. I’m not kidding you, I started wheezing and Garroth had to give me some of his water so I wouldn't die (thanks for the cooties Garroth you’re an amazing brother(once again sarcasm)). Once I was done dying the teacher came in and class started. Since it was the first day the teacher said we could talk and get to know each other and doodle I guess. Me and Aph started drawing together while Garroth and Laurance were talking about soccer I think. Like 10 minutes later, Ivy came up to Aph and started trash talking Aph, BADLY. ‘Oh, she just crossed way too many lines’ I thought. I set down my pencil on my desk and walked up to Ivy. At this point everyone was staring since Aph started crying a little bit, “ HEY LOOK EVERYONE, IT’S THE FREAK LOSER WHO’S Y/S!” Ivy yelled for everyone to hear and she started laughing at me. I scoffed and formed my hand into a fist and cracked my knuckles, “Hey Ivy,” I said in a voice loud enough for only a few people to hear. I swiftly punched Ivy across the face knocking her to the ground with a shocked look. “Awww, is someone too weak to handle “the freak loser”’s punch.” I said in a manipulative baby voice, smiling and making everyone laugh. She looks around with a look of fear now that everyone is laughing at her. “And Ivy,” she looks up at me, “do that again with Aph and then you’ll be at the nurse’s for the rest of the day.” I said, smirking coldly. As I am about to turn around to Aph, the bell rang, since everyone was looking AT ME at this point I grabbed my books and quickly ran to my next class. Lucky for me this is the last class before lunch so let’s HOPE this will be fast. I look down at my schedule and it says… WRITING CLASS AND WE’RE DOING AN ESSAY! ON THE FIRST DAY! Forget about hoping, those dreams and wishes are crushed, oh well I guess I can draw instead. Before class starts, I thread my headphones through my sleeve and put it in my left ear so my hand can cover it (ive actually done this and it works). I basically just drew random doodles that came to mind so it looked like I was writing something while secretly listening to music. Once class was finished I kinda just sat at my locker drawing and listening to music. I didn't really feel hungry, but I was hungry at the same time. I know Garroth is probably looking for me in the cafeteria but I don't feel like socializing, too many people are already talking about me. One thought that came to  my mind while sitting there was, ‘Why did I stand up for someone I barely even know and just met today?’ I was carried so deep into my thoughts that I didn’t even hear Laurnace sit down next to me. “Hey, you okay?” he asked me. “Huh? Sorry what?” I realized I spaced out and that Laurance was sitting RIGHT next to me. “AHH!” I said loudly. “Holy- when did you get here?” I questioned calming down a bit from the scare. “Sorry, didn't mean to scare you,” he said rubbing the back of his neck,” I was about to head to lunch after I finished my math test and then I saw you sitting over here alone.” He paused, noticed my other earbud dangling and grabbed it and started listening. “Are you gonna eat lunch?” he asked.
“Nah, I usually just run on water all day.” I said, answering the question. “Are you gonna eat lunch?” I asked him. He smiled,” I normally would but I forgot my lunch today so yeah.” I look at him and sigh, I grab my lunch from my locker and give Laurance my extra sandwich as I started eating mine. He gives me a look of confusion, “I normally eat after school, today I just packed an extra in case I lost my other one.” I said. Just for fun I decide to start actually drawing something cohesive, I shield my sketchbook away from Laurance’s view. “ Whatcha doin’?” he asks as he eats the sandwich I gave him. I smile, “It’s a surprise, I'll show you when I’m done.” He gives me a look that says,” Please I’m just curious.” I snicker, “No, stop looking at me like that.” There’s an awkward silence. All of a sudden the bell rings, “More classes, great.” I said packing up my sandwich and putting it in my locker. Laurance turns around to leave, “Hey Laurance,” he turns around and pauses, “ take this it’s not as filling as a sandwich but it’ll do.” I say tossing him an apple. “Thanks, I’ll eat it later, see you later.” he says smiling at me, I don’t know why but right there I felt nervous and like there were butterflies in my stomach. “Yeah, see you later.” I said softly to myself. I looked down at my sketchbook and it had a sticky note that I know for a fact I didn’t put there, it said: “you seem like a cool person and I’d like to get to know you better. At the end of the day meet me at my locker, it’s locker 37”. For the last few classes of the day the note was all I could think about I finally came to a conclusion of what I should do I’m gonna finish my drawing of Laurance and put it in his locker, then I’ll go home per usual and then I’ll worry about talking to him tomorrow, that’s future me’s problem. So after my last class I quickly slipped the drawing in his locker and left to walk home. After I got home, Garroth and Zane came home with Zianna shortly after. I went about my business finishing my homework and some doodles, and went to take a shower. I get a pair of shorts that go to my knees ,because I don't like short shorts especially if I’m on a run, and a t-shirt. I walked down stairs to see Garroth and Zane working on homework, I go over to Zianna and say, “ Hey Mom, I’m gonna go on a run real quick, just to school and back a couple times, okay?” I ask. “Okay! But bring an umbrella, people are saying it might rain a bit later.” She replies as I start putting on my running shoes, “Mom, I’ll be fine, I have my phone anyway I can just call if any, I promise.” I said, smiling at her. “Promise?” she clarified. “I promise.” I smiled. She waved me good-bye as I went out the door, ‘I mean I could just practice on the soccer field to get a feel for it’ I thought. As I ran to school I felt free for one of the few times in my life. I usually never feel free to be just… well me, Garte, I refuse to call him dad, he treats me like I don’t even feel emotions, and Zianna usually steps in and takes me to my room to feel better. Now it started raining, just drizzling but enough to make me feel the most free I’ve ever felt.