A Fuckton of Polygrumps

Game Grumps High School Host Club: Arin's Route Pt.1

//Hey, so this part took so fucking long to write because I had to deal with college and personal shit but I'm back so hello//

You sit down in your desk chair and take a deep breath. You feel this sort of nervous giddiness all the time now and you're not sure if it's because of the talent you're constantly surrounded by or because the most sought-after guys in school insisted on fighting over you. You take out your laptop and begin the fruitless attempt at getting work done. Your eyes, of course, wander around the classroom. You catch a glimpse of a couple as they walk by. You immediately look back at your laptop in a futile attempt to pretend you didn't recognize Arin. He's wearing his Game Grumps official letterman jacket with a pastel pink shirt that read "Magical Girl in Training" across it in cursive underneath. He looks adorable as always.

"Hey, Y/N!" Arin calls from the classroom door.

Shit. Your face flushes and you hastily close your computer. Heat rushes to your cheeks as you nervously wave. You catch sight of Suzy Berhow. Her very presence strikes the most flustering feelings into the core of your being. She's a goddess. She smiles at you, waving cheerfully. She's wearing a black pencil skirt, a white blouse, and black platform boots. She looks like a goth princess, lips covered in the world's best black lipstick. You find yourself smiling even wider. You've never seen a woman so simultaneously adorable and drop-dead gorgeous before. You think about all that you've heard about Suzy from other Grumps and other classmates. Everyone seems to admire her or love her.

"Well, it's so nice to finally meet you," she chirps, holding out her hand for you to shake. "Arin's told me a lot about you!"

Your eyes darted to Arin briefly. What could he have possibly said about you? Sure, you're in the same class, but you figured he had more important things to think about than you.

"O-oh?" You say quietly, shaking Suzy's hand.

"Well, of course! You /are/ the cutest person in his class," Suzy continues, sitting down in the desk on your left. "We both agree."

Arin nodded. He doesn't seem at all embarrassed by the fact that his girlfriend is talking to you about how cute he thinks you are.

"Thanks, you guys," you murmur, fidgeting with the jacket over your shoulders. "That's nice of you to say...anyway, did you need something?"

"I was actually looking for you. I was wondering if you wanted to come to In N' Out with me and Suzy after school," Arin asked, unceremoniously opening a bag of Doritos.

"T-the two of you? I wouldn't want to intrude-"

"It was my idea! I've been wanting to hang out with you since you got here..." Suzy explained, flicking Arin's nose. "But I know you've been busy with the club and all."

"You...wanna hang out with me?" You reiterate just to be absolutely sure.

"Of course! If every Grump wants you, I think it's only fair that I get to hang with you too. After all, I'm way more fun than they are."

You sit in utter disbelief for a bit. You become more and more curious about what Arin's probably told her about you. She seems so intrigued by you, so excited to know you.

"Well, I didn't have any plans after school so-"

"Perfect! We'll pick you up out front right after 8th period," Suzy giggled, blowing a kiss as she got up to leave.

"Catch ya later, Y/N," Arin followed up, waving as he left.

You sit back breathlessly in your desk chair, blushing furiously as you throw your laptop open to research all you can about Suzy and Arin. You didn't want to say anything embarrassing, though deep down, you're fully aware of how laid back they are.  You smile to yourself, still trying to convince yourself that you're dreaming.

The bell rings and you close your laptop, shoving the copious written notes into your messenger bag. As you walk to your locker, you pull your cell phone from your pocket. These days you keep it hooked to a portable charger since there were always so many notifications and texts from various Grumps. Brian texts asking you to bail Ross out of detention or if you'd like to get coffee before class tomorrow, Danny asks if you want to watch NSP or Starbomb rehearse for an upcoming show, Ross asks if you're bailing him out of detention again and also if you want to grab ice cream after you bail him out, Barry asks if you want to learn how to edit...and on and on. There's something incredibly rewarding as well as terrifying about being so sought after by such fascinating and fun people.

You finally manage to pry your eyes away from your phone to focus on the task of packing your bag to leave. You finally close the bag and march down the hall to the double doors. The halls are an interesting environment for you now. Everyone seems to know your name and wants to know your story. You enjoy it, though you're fine with admitting that it's also slightly overwhelming.

There they are: parked out front in a pink Jeep Wrangler. Arin waves to you, eagerly turning the car back on. Suzy scoots over, determined to make room for you. She holds out a long, black chord.

"Pick a song, cutie," she instructs.

"A-are you sure?" You ask hesitantly.

You never knew what music to play around anyone. Still, you scroll through your music library and cautiously pick Orange Caramel. Kpop music never fails, you rationalize.

"Holy shit, I love this song," Arin yelled, dramatically headbanging. "Lipstick is a total jam!"

You breathe a sigh of relief. You settle back into the leather seat and contently close your eyes, enjoying the warmth of the sun on your face. This date would be just fine.