Welcome to The Striderhood

A Rude Awakening

P.O.V. ===>Dave Strider.

What the fuck was that? I ask as my eyes snap open, a really weird, strangely, well for this house anyway, nonsexual noise coming from just outside my room. Sitting up I decide to go check outside curious as to what I might find. As I reached for the handle another noise sounded, this one sounded like the un--or re-- sheathing of a katana, my older brother Dirk's favorite sword to use. Opening the door I was met by a strange scene, about ten of my oldest brother, who we just call bro's, smuppets cut in half on the floor right in front of my door, since when did Dirk have a problem with all bro's puppet ass laying around?

"Yo, chill dude, aside from being creepy as all fuck, what have these things done to you?" I ask in the most ironic way possible.

"These things make it so hard to breath when sleeping dude, you have no clue." Replied Dirk with a bored seemingly calculating tone and look.

"Makes sense. Where's bro? I want to rub it in his face that I'm not the only one tired of being smothered by all this ironic puppet ass." I state coolly.

"Room, I think, but if he is then he's working, so don't check, your eight year old mind would be scarred for life seeing the shit he does with these puppets." He replied with the same tone as before.

"Eight and a half, get it right."

"Yeah sure, sorry Dave, go get ready for school, Jane will be here any minute to pick us up." 

"Okay," I say as I walk back into my room and get dressed in my typical school clothes and leave to the kitchen.

"Yo, Dave, you forgot your shades." Dirk pointed out as I got in there.

"Awww... man, do I have to wear them, those damn pointed anime shades make me look like a total dweeb." I hated them, thanks to them I only had three friends, and they were all the younger siblings of Dirk's friends, so there is no promise that I would have any if it weren't for Dirk.

"Well, I'd rather be known as the dweeb than the freak but if you want to show everyone your eyes you can go right on ahead kiddo." Dirk replied looking out the window for Jane.

"Why does our eye color matter? I know it's not normal but..."

"People are assholes Dave the sooner you know that the better." There was silence till I decided to say something.

"An awkward silence, totally didn't just happen." I say smirking.

"If you felt awkward then that was your own fault, she's here, grab your shades and let's go." Dirk began walking towards the door after grabbing his backpack.

"Nah, Imma see how it turns out when people do see my eyes." I reply grabbing my bag as well and walking to the door.

"Your choice kid." He stated opening the door and walking out. I follow him and hear a squeal from inside the van Jane is driving. When we get to the vehicle I open the door and immediately see Jade with a huge smile plastered on her face.

"You aren't wearing your glasses today Dave." Stated rose calmly, slightly confused.

"YOUR EYES ARE SO PRETTY!" Exclaimed Jade happily.

"Thanks..." I say as I get into the car.

"Kid, just don't get into any fights today. Okay?" Dirk tells me when we got to my school.

"I don't ever get into fights."Dirk sighed.

"I know you don't, just be extra careful today."

"Don't worry Dirk." I replied calmly as I got out of the car and went to the recess area.

"WOW! Dave isn't wearing his glasses!" Said a stranger pointing at me, I raised an eyebrow.

"You know my name?" I ask confused.

"Well, duh... everyone knows who you are Strider."

"And who might you be?" I ask calmly, I seriously have no clue who this person is.

"Name's Marc, Marc Travers." He replied holding out a hand.

"Mhm... Since when have you known who I am?"

"Since the beginning, it's kind of hard to miss a dweeb in anime shades."

"Yeah, but it's easy to ignore huh?"

"I wasn't ignoring you, I didn't trust you because your shades were pointy enough to be used as a weapon."

"True, you can cut someone with those things, I actually think Dirk has."

"But now, I can see your eyes and I now know for a fact that, you are a demon from hell, your eyes are red. No normal person has that and that makes you weird. You Dave Strider are a freak and should stay as far away from literally everyone as possible."

"Look who's talking, mismatch." I decide to point out the fact that his eyes are two different shades of green.

"My sister has eyes like these, does this 'Dirk' of yours have demonically red eyes like yours?"

"Well... no, but---"

"Exactly, Freak Strider, you are a weird, creepy freak who shouldn't be alive right now." Marc interrupted coldly.

"You really need to expand your vocabulary dude, you just said freak three times in a row, careful you might summon your god."

"What?"

"You know the thing that created you before your parents, the one that made you so pathetic that you actually think I give a shit about what you have to say." Mark was speechless after that. Most of the day went pretty well after that, until just before lunch when I was called down to the office.

"Dave Strider please come down to the front office, David Strider to the front office." Stated the voice over the intercom, I began walking there and as I got to the door I see Marc smirking as he was leaving the office.

"Good luck Strider." He says as I enter.

"Mr. Strider please sit down," I sit, "Tell me Dave, why did you threaten Marc Travers and if you didn't, will you please explian what happened." The principle asked, so that was why that dick was smirking as he left. I remained quiet.

"Mr. Strider if you don't respond I will be forced to give you a week of suspension." I still stayed quiet, even if I did respond  it's not like he would believe me.

"I will give you one more chance to respond Dave, I will call your guardian to---"

"Are you going to suspend me or what asshole." I ask boredly.

AUTHORS NOTE: HOPE YOU LIKE MY FIRST CHAPTER, I WROTE THIS FOR YOU @ironic_aj.mention a user