// A/N: huehuehue my first story xD //
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Dirk's POV
The last thing I wanted to do on my summer break was to invent things and draw or paint stuff..
But there I was Monday morning, the first week of my class, standing in front of Alternia University.
Alternia University was this big brownstone building overlooking the East River. I wondered how long it would take me to get kicked out of this place. Anyway what's the point of Studying and working hard?,
We live alone, we die alone.
Everything else is just an illusion it used to keep me up all night. We all die alone.
So why am I supposed to spend my life
Working,
Sweating,
Struggling,
For an Illusion?
I got cut-off with my thoughts when I heard a familiar voice..and it was Roxy..
"Oh Durk.. uhh I mean Dirk hehe.." she giggles "thank heavens I found yah. There is a new boy here and he needs showing around, could yah do it for me? I can't yah see,
I have so much work and so lil time LOL"
"Umm.. I don't ... I'm er.."
"Please Dirk.." she cut me off. And then I gave up and said "alright, alright I'll do it " I was confused. Wasn't Jane supposed to do this.
I followed Roxy despite not wanting to. She led me to a boy about my age. He had short raven hair and emerald green eyes.
The boy reached out his hand to me "I'm Jake English" he said in british accent.
"I'm D-Dirk Strider" I stuttered out and shook his hand.
"Well nice meeting you Mr. Strider" he grinned.
"Same to you" I replied Ironically as I smirked.
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The Art of Getting By
FanfictionDirk Strider is an artist, a loner artist with a penchant for drawing and skipping class. Dirk had also a nihilistic view of the world which is why he never does his homework and skips school frequently. For him everthing was just an illusion...but...
