(I don't know how to title anything anymore so this is the title for now) I'm so sorry it's taken this long to get a chapter out, I wasn't planning on being gone for so long! I was only supposed to be taking a small break, like for a week maybe, when I still had to worry about my exams, but then my family got the flu and I had to help them, then I got the flu, and.... Ugh, it doesn't matter, I'm so sorry about this!Virgil's POV:
I watched Patton walk home, waiting for my bus. Hardly anyone else took it, which I liked. It meant that I wasn't forced to sit next to anyone, and could listen to my music in peace. I pulled my headphones out of my bag, and was about to put them on when I heard what sounded like a huge herd of kids walking over. Ugh.
Turning around, I saw that it was the school Drama club, yelling and laughing, and probably taking a hundred selfies a minute. Some of them were even belting the lyrics to a bunch of songs, probably from musicals I'd never heard of.
The group was being led by one kid in particular, a tall boy called Roman Prince, who Patton was obsessed with trying to get me together with. He had on a red and white varsity-style jacket, with a white button-up shirt and black jeans, and was wearing black heeled boots. He had dark brown hair that was slightly curly - kind of like the YouTuber Dan Howell's - and green eyes, and was currently leading the song being sung by most of the Drama kids.
Scowling, I pulled my headphones over my head and began blasting my music to drown out their singing.
Please don't be getting on, I hoped, crossing my fingers inside my pockets. 'Guess it's too late for that', I muttered as the bus pulled up and they all clambered on, leaving almost no seats. What were they even doing here anyway? Didn't they have practice today? Wait, how did I know that?
I ignored the question, sliding into one of the only seats with no one next to it near the front of the bus. I took the aisle seat, since I had learned from experience taking the window seat made people think they were basically invited to sit next to you.
The bus pulled out of the school grounds just as I pulled out my phone, but, instead of unlocking it, I dropped it onto the floor underneath my chair and gasped in pain. I stared at my wrist, pulling the sleeve down to see it better. I had make up covering them, but I knew exactly what was wrong.
Oh no. Not here. I was panicking now, because no way could I meet - whoever this guy was - on the school. Bus. Just no. I started looking around subconsciously for a way out, but I knew there was nowhere I could go. I wasn't going to jump off a moving bus, no matter how bad the alternative seemed.
I decided that, if I was meeting him there, he could get up and introduce himself first. He probably saw me drop my phone anyway and knew who I was.
A tiny voice in the back of my head wondered who it was, and I only barely noticed the hand underneath my chair picking up my phone. In fact, I only noticed anyone was there at all when the same hand grabbed the back of my chair next to my shoulder and a boy launched himself over the back of it to get to the seat beside me.
Well, that's one way to do that.
'You dropped this'. I looked to my right, and my entire set of internal organs felt like they had fallen out of me as I locked eyes with the one boy I had been both silently hoping would and would not be my soulmate.
Roman Prince had his hand slightly pointed out towards me, holding my phone in a way that was inviting me to take it from him. He was smiling cockily, but there was a hint of warmth behind it that the cockiness seemed less so. I awkwardly yanked my phone back as an uncomfortable, awkward silence settled in the air between us.
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Sanders Sides One-Shots(hooray)
CasualeThese are my one-shots for Thomas Sanders' Sanders Sides. Ships will be mostly Prinxiety with some Logicality thrown in, and can be either angsty or fluffy(there will be way more fluff than angst) but no smut! (Sorry) If you want to request somethin...