bluefire (firepound)

fireball has no friends and thats reitterated a lot of times

[Fireball's pov]

Just moved into this apartment complex yesterday. It's very pretty and oddly unique, and it has a gorgeous view even if you're not in your room. My room's on the sixth floor, which isn't really a problem since theres an elevator.

Apparently I'm also meant to have a roomate, but they're out on vacation right now. I think that's strange, considering school's starting next week. The school didn't have any dorms, so I had to rent a separate apartment. That's fine tho, I preffer it this way. The complex is filled with people who go to the school, so it's not like it differs.

I've been on the balcony, watching the view. Like I said, it's really pretty. I'm wondering when my roomate will arrive. Supposedly today, but who knows. I'm just praying they're not gonna hate me. I'm not the most... approachable person, I guess. Many people find me too intimidating, aggressive, pushy, or all three if I'm really unlucky. Oh well, it's not like I can do anything about it tho.

As I'm sat there reminiscing, I hear a nock on the door. I think my roomate came back. I walk towards the door and open it.

"Hello! You must be my roomate, right? I'm Pound, it's nice meeting you!", he said as soon as the door creaked open. Did I mention the doors are real creaky? Yeah, it sucks.
"Uhm, hi. I'm Fireball", I tell him. Can you tell I don't like meeting new people? It's more of a love-hate relationship tho, cause the more people I know, less could hate me, but also it could always be the other way around... I don't know, it's confusing.

"Okay, you've already accomodated yourself, yes? The apartment's a bit small, but at least there's two separate bedrooms. Hope you like it here, by the way!", he keeps making conversation.
"Yeah, it's nice. I like the view from the balcony," I say.
"Scenery type of guy, huh? Or not, you just like this specific one? Sorry, I'm always nerveous around new people, really sorry if I'm making you uncomfortable..."
"Oh. It's fine. I don't mind." I did infact mind, a lot. It felt like he was psychoanalyzing me, and that's never a good thing. But I had to keep it together. I wasn't gonna let my antisocialness get me out of a potential friendship or at least comradery again.

"Anyways, you've been on a vacation now, right? Where to?" I'm trying to make small talk or something. I really don't know how this works.
"I've actually been visiting my homeland England, as you could probably tell... by my accent..."

"I'm an exchange student here, second semester now, so I figured I could take a break", he answered. From what I've gathered, he seems pretty nice. Not really related but I just thought I should mention it.
"Oh, nice. So... could you tell me about the school? As in, the teachers, the students, you know..."
"The teachers are fine, i guess. Some really do suck tho. For example, if you didnt like math before, you sure are gonna adore it now..," he answered me sarcastically.
"Oh, not the math teacher! That's so stereotypical. And so bad... Yeah I'm terrible at math, don't even ask." Oh fuck. Now I've done it. Don't even ask? Yeah, that'll come off as gentle. Well, time to get ready to hide in my room and not converse with this guy ever again!
"Yeah man, math sucks. I feel you." What? So he... didn't even mention how aggressive that sounded? Am I overthinking this? Probably? I... okay. Whatever works, I guess...

"And stereotypical it is! Like seriously, it could have been any other subject! But I digress. As for the students... they're... alright..," he just kept saying. I think this guy is so much more different than other people I've met. Oh, I didn't even realise what he was saying. Does he... not like the students? Or does he have a bad relationship with them? I should check...
"So... do you not like them or do they not like you?"
"Oh, no, they're fine, I just don't really talk with them a lot. I don't really uhh... have any friends. I guess people don't like me a lot." He said that so calmly, like it truly didn't bother him at all. I wish I could be like that.
"That's sad..." I paused a bit before continuing. Did I really want to do this? I only had a second to think, so I went with the impulsive choice.
"If you want, we can be friends. We're probably in the same class, so you can always talk to me if you wanna!"
Well... No going back now. If he ends up being not as chill as he seems right now, I'm stuck with him. Great.
"Oh, yeah! That'd be nice! I'm glad we're getting along so well, especially 'cause we're roomates for at least the rest of the semester."

I don't know. He seems nice. Different than all other people I've met before. It feels good to finally get along with someone. I tragically haven't had friends since the 5th grade. That sounds so stupid... Don't pity me tho, it was totally my fault. What can you do about it.

We kept talking a bit about school and other stuff like that. It was fun, really, which is honestly surprising since I never really enjoyed conversation. Either this guy is something special or I was just wrong about myself for 17 years, which is honestly impressive if that's the case.

"Anyway... I'm going to the mall to get the stuff I need for school. I'd just go to the store but, ah, I really do need everything new, and for once I have the budget (kinda). So, I'll see you... Unless you want to come with."
"The mall? That's kinda girly." What else was I supposed to say? I wasn't exactly ecstatic to go shopping. But at the same time, I have nothing better to do...
"O-oh.. Yeah I suppose it is... So, you're not going?" He looked at me like it was my fault. It was my fault. He was right.

Sigh.

"I guess I have nothing else to do... But if I see anyone I recognize I'm sprinting out of there like I'm trynna qualify for the olympics. NO ONE is catching me in a mall, not dead, not ever."
He let out a small laugh at that. I wasn't trying to be funny, but I'm glad it came out that way.

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[Notes]
Started writing 25/10/24
Ended writing 8/11/24 (a friday... FIREPOUND FRIDAY)
Words: 1140
This one is kinda a pilot chapter, nontheless i"ll keep writing and you can expect new chapters every day or two yayayay