Shy (Bumbleby)

Chapter Three

  Once we arrive at the school, I get off of the bike and grin, "Welcome to highschool, Rubes!"

 "Dude, this school is huge..."

 "Just like my d-" I cut Cardin Winchester off with a glare.

 "His duck?" Ruby deadpanned. I choked on nothing but air. Oh dear, Ruby. Sweet, innocent, Ruby.

 "Yeah. Sure." My train of thought stopped when a girl dressed in black (literally) began walking towards me. She was holding a book, so I doubt she saw me. My idea was proved correctly when she ran straight into me.

 "Woah there," I grinned at her. She looked up and I lost my breath. Goddamn, this girl was beautiful. Her eyes. "You okay?" I forced out the words.

 "Oh. Yes. Thank you." WIth that, she left. I take it she's the quiet type. Wouldn't surprise me. Maybe I'm stereotyping her (I am).

 "Shit, Ruby, gotta run. Good luck!" I waved and took off down the sidewalk with a group of old friends. I do feel kinda bad for ditching her. It is her first day after all. Hopefully she can figure it out! Or at least run into someone who can help.

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 First period. Typically I'd hate having algebra first thing in the morning, but guess who's in the same exact class? That's right, the girl from earlier. This is an opportunity to talk to her and get to know her more.

 "Good morning, class." A woman clad in white and purple pointed at the board. She said her name slowly, like it was foreign. I could already tell she was gonna be a pain in the ass. I scribbled on a piece of paper and then folded it up so tiny that I'm sure no one could see it unless I showed it to them directly. I flicked it towards the mystery girl. I grinned to myself as she looked up in confusion. I waved and a few seconds later the paper was returned.

 So what's your name, cutie? :)

 Blake. Blake Belladonna. Yours?

 Her handwriting was actually really pretty. It didn't look like some two year old tried to write with a broken crayon (aka mine). I wrote quickly and flicked it back over. The rest of the class went like that. We probably had homework on the first day considering everyone's groaning, but who cares?

 I found out that she has an account on the same site as I do, so we planned to talk later that night. I was actually really giddy. Blake was really fucking cute to be honest, and she seemed like a nice girl. I could tell that we were gonna be great friends already. Maybe even more, who knows.

 After the school day, I went off to find my room. I'd be sharing it with three other people. That kinda sucks. I was hoping to have a cute guy or girl with me and only me. It's whatever though.

 As soon as I opened the door, I was nearly knocked down by no other than Ruby. She squeaked and I laughed as I hugged her back.

 "I take it you're one of 'em?"

 "Yeah! And Weiss is too!" Ruby squealed. Great for her. Not so great for me. I can deal with the ice queen maybe once or twice a day, but NOT any more than that. Ruby's probably gonna end up dead after tomorrow knowing Weiss.

 "That all? Or has the other one showed up yet?" I coughed.

 "Oh, yeah! Some weird girl dressed in black. Way too quiet for me." I grinned to myself. She better be the girl I'm thinking about. Because if so, man is this year gonna be fun. I pushed past Ruby and familiar amber eyes met mine.

 "You," I smiled and offered my hand.

 "You." Blake replied, shaking my hand. She took out a piece of paper and wrote on it. I took it and snorted.

 "Shy, huh? Alright." I wrote one word on the paper and gave it back.

 Later that night, I logged onto the site called BeaconChats.com. I clicked on Blake's user and typed quickly.

 yang-a-rang: are we really gonna do this?

 GambolShroud16: Yeah. I'm not much of a talker.

 yang-a-rang: i kinda guessed

 yang-a-rang: so im kinda questioning your user

 GambolShroud16: As am I. Gambol Shroud is a game I used to play when I was younger. It was pretty cool.

 yang-a-rang: "pretty cool"? that seems out of character for you for some reasno

 yang-a-rang: fuck i meant reason*

 GambolShroud16: Reasno

 yang-a-rang: dont tell me youre the type to point out typhoes

 GambolShroud16: Typhoes

 yang-a-rang: blaKE SO HELP ME I WILL COME OVER THERE.

 GambolShroud16: Lmfao I'm sorry.

 yang-a-rang: you better be >:(

 GambolShroud16: Dork.

 yang-a-rang: dude holy shit we've only been talking for like 5 minutes and i feel like were best friends

 GambolShroud16: I have that effect on people.

 yang-a-rang: fuck you. its getting kinda late. ill see you tomorrow?

 GambolShroud16: Yeah. Take care.