GreenR:.......
Law: are you telling 'em, or will I?
GreenR: no I can do it. I'm a big revolutionary, I'm not afrai of anything.
Law: *facepalms* then why are you hiding behind me now?
GreenR: *gulps* ....wind? Yeah, the wind is so strong and....windy and....I can't do it. *steps up*
The thing is, every time I got a request from one of you dudes, I wrote it down at my notebook, so I wouldn't forget any of those. And now....I lent that note book to my friend at school, because her crush's phone number was in it too (don't ask why) and long story short, my notebook is lost. Gone forever. And so are the requests.
I'm really sorry, but I always delete the PM requests after writing them down, because they take up so much room in my phone and now I don't have a single one of those which you asked me to do.
Law: and now, she wants you to start requesting again, but don't be mad at her, 'kay?
☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆
The H/C headed girl sniffed emotionlessly behind the broken-and-then-repaired-with-a-duct-tape class door and tapped her feet to the beat coming from her headphones. Suddenly the door flinged open and an old lady poked her head out.
"Come on sweetheart, they are so eager to meet you," she gave the girl a sunny grin, which was only greeted by another emotionless glare. The girl stomped in and stood in front of the curiously staring classmates.
"Now, don't be shy," teacher urged her, "smile and say hi" the girl stared at her for a moment and then walked straight to the stapler and sticked her hand under it, stapling it without another word.
"I'm going to the nurse," she mumbled and grabbed her backpack. The teacher stared at her violently bleeding hand and nodded. Rest of the class were just staring at the girl, scared shitless.
Girl stomped down the hallway and turned few times, ending up behind the nurses office, pushing the door open. Two pairs of surprised eyes were staring at her and she raised her hand.
"Plaster," she grunted and gritted her teeth. The nurse shot up in a flash and got a handful of bandages, ripping out the staple from girl's hand and wrapping it in the white cloth. The boy who had been sleeping at the nearby bed got up to his elbow and pushed some of his pink strand off his eyes.
"Accident?" he questioned emphatetically.
"no," the girl tried to flex her fingers under the bandage, looking displeased when they didn't move very well.
"I think the staple might have damaged a nerve, so you should probably go to the hospital," the nurse looked like she was going to pass out from all of that blood.
"It's okay," girl took her bag and walked slowly out.
"Hey wait," the boy flashed out behind her, after yelling quick 'thanks and bye' to the nurse.
"What is it?" The girl didn't even stop.
"You said that it wasn't accident. How did it happen? Did someone bully you!?" The pinkie seemed angrier at the last option.
".....no. The class was boring," I think so, she added mentally, since she hadn't actually participated in it.
"What? You can't be serious?" He seemed surprised but the girl just shrugged and walked away.
The next day
"Hiya!" The cheery voice yelled at the protagonist and she turned, seeing the boy from yesterday.
"....pinkie," she finally said.
"Meh? Oh right, I'm Coby, I never said that, did I?" He grinned widely.
"You look stupid like that," she commented and closed the book she had been reading by the window.
"Eh, how?" He didn't stop smiling.
"Doing that with your face," she tucked the book in her bag and started walking away. Coby speedwalked after her, still talking.
"You mean smiling? Nobody looks stupid smiling. You should try it too,"
"You do," she reached the class' door and flashed in, without looking back.
Timeskip to lunch
Girl was sitting by the smallest and farthest table, book opened before her again. Coby placed his lunch beside her's but didn't say a word. Instead of that he watched how her eyes were intensely concetrated on the pages, teeth chewing on her lower lip, fork with veggie still forgotten in the air.
About five minutes passed and girl had finished the chapter, so she placed a one piece of paper between the pages, closing the book and pushing it a little aside.
"What book is that?" Coby finally managed to ask, but at his voice, girl jumped a bit in start and her head shot sideways.
"How long?"
"How long what?"
"How long have you been here?" She seemed genuinely angry.
"Lemme see.....four minutes and thirty-four seconds. Thirty-five. Thirty-six," the small grin was still on place.
"Hnh, creep," the girl grabbed the green apple from her lunch and bag and flashed away, leaving the boy laugh by himself.
"Oh hey, you forgot your-" he noticed the book she had left on the table and picked it up. "Heroes of Olympus: House of Hades," he looked thoughtfully at the librarry door where the girl had gone and shrugged softly, grabbing the book and his sandwich.
Meanwhile the girl in library had just sat down by one of the shelves and was ready to bang her head against the wall in exasperation. How could she have been so stupid and forgot her book there?! With the Creepy Pinkie?! She closed her eyes and leaned against the wall.
"Missing something?" A voice said next to her ear and she squeaked like a mouse, jumping away from that person.
".....pinkie," she frowned when she saw her book in his hand, "give it back,"
"First: what's your name?" Coby demanded, holding the book out of her reach.
"......kangaroo Jumpie. Now give it back," the girl tried to grab it but couldn't.
"No seriously,"
"Why do you even care? Can't you just leave me alone and find someone else to bother?"
"I wanna know. You seem interesting so I care," he explained simply and got up from the floor, poking girl's forehead softly, "well, okay then," he placed the book on her head and shrugged, walikng away, almost screaming in joy at the next thing he heard.
"I'm Y/N."
YOU ARE READING
One Piece Oneshots
FanfictionStorybook for all the One Piece lovers and just for people who like fanfiction about killer hot pirates. Writing's a bit floppy, but as long as you don't mind it, it's okay. I can also promise that I'll get better over the time. Slowly. But still. S...
