The loud house x male fictional martial arts master

Lucy x (Y/n) part 2

For the next few days, Lucy and I had a cycle. Meet and talk at school, I walk with her to her house, ate supper at her house, and went home. At one point, I did have to tell Lucy that I didn't have any parents and that's why I didn't need any permission to stay and eat at her house every day. Her face showed that she cared about it, but with her pale skin and hair covering her eyes, it was somewhat hard to tell. I didn't try to look at her eyes by pushing her hair up, that would just be rude. I sometimes got told that I shouldn't be hanging out with Lucy, because 1. She was 15 and I was 17 and 2. She was creepy. I could see the problem with the first one, but the second one was just rude. But, it shouldn't matter that I'm 17 and she's 15, I don't date her or anything. I'm just a friend that eats supper at her house because she invites me too. Besides, it was just a 2 year difference. Today, it was just like usual. I got up and drove to school, and she met me at the school gate. She invited me to dinner at her house and I accepted. We started walking down to her hall, on the 9th grade hall, and her class. "Hey, I was wondering if you wanted to hang out at my house after dinner?" She said in her monochrome tone. I honestly found the tone cute, and I noticed that she somewhat was blushing when she asked. "Yeah sure, I don't have anything to do." I said patting her head. In the days that I've been around her, I've discovered that she likes it when you pat her head. She smiled. "Okay, see you after school." Lucy said, and ran off into her home room. I looked down the hall, I still had a few minutes before my classes started, as 10th to 12th graders started class around 9:00 A.M., while  everyone else started class around 8:30 A.M. I walked down the hall, making my way to the 11th grade hall way. (This reflects the grade I will be in when I'm 17 -Author) I walked into class, my teacher was walking around getting things ready for classes, while students were walking around and talking to each other, laughing at jokes they made. Most didn't notice me when I walked in, but a few looked up at me and then looked back down at there phones for friends. I took my seat where I always sit, near the back. Class was boring, like usual, I just thought about after school and what not. I think today I'll drive Lucy home instead of walking with her. I usual would walk home with her and then after dinner walk back to the school and get my car. But, I was more tired today then I usually am and since I'm staying after dinner, it's just better to just drive to her house. Besides it made for faster way to my house. I paid attention in only Social Studies today, the rest I just fell asleep in. 8 classes everyday does get boring after doing it for awhile. I walked to the front gate after class, waiting for Lucy to come along. After a few minutes, she finally walked out. "Hey." I said. "Hey," She said. "Today we're going to drive to your house. I have my car ready, come on." I said. Lucy nodded and smiled. We walked to my car, and I opened the door for her. She smiled and sat in the maroon seat. I sat down in the drivers seat, and turned the car on. The drive to her house was meet with us talking over the screaming winds from our windows down. The cool of the Fall, my favorite season, perfect for the windows down. I still couldn't really see her eyes from the wind blowing her hair, but it didn't matter to me really. In a coupled minutes, we reached her house. On the usual day, it would take us about 10 minutes of walking to reach her house, but it took us only 4 minutes now.

Time skip after dinner

Lucy and I walked into her room, and sat on her bed. Her room was pretty much all black, with only a few things different colors. "Nice room." I said. She walked to a drawer and shut it close. I guess what was in the drawer, I wasn't allowed to see. She walked back and sat down next to me on the bed. "How was your day?" I asked. "Good." She replied. Like always, her answers were short and simple. Not complex like some people. "(Y/n), I what to know. Do you want to go on a date with me somewhere?" She asked me. I was frozen for a second, then other. In my mind, I knew that I should say no. I mean, she's 15, and during summer vacation I'll be 18. Damn, this is bad is what my mind said. But instead, I said, "Yeah sure, where do you want to go?" I asked in reply.