A Little One-Shot Book

Dash One-Shot: A Little More

A/N- I have an obsession, okay?! Dash is my OTP now. And I don't usually have OTPs. CAUSE I SHIP ALL THE SHIPSSSSSS!!! Okay, you can read now. :3

WARNING (I really need to stop making one-shots like this) : Feels...again...AND BULLYING

*Double/Ryan's POV*

I walked down the hallway, clinging to the wall to see. My sightless eyes darted back and forth, as if attempting to actually be useful. The normal buzz of the morning dulled my sharp hearing, though I could still pick up peoples' voices and bits of conversations. I was just hoping I could-
"Hey Ryan, still being a wallflower?" Sneered Martin, the school jock.
"Yes..." I mumbled.
"What was that? I couldn't hear you? You sure you didn't lose your voice in that accident as well?!" He jeered, laughing. Other deep laughs sounded behind him. All the other guys in his clique.
"Nice one, Bodil." Simon giggled, using the leader's nickname.
"What's wrong, Double? Gonna run to mommy? Oh wait, you don't have one!" Bodil spat, using my nickname, and shoving me into the wall roughly. A few of my books clattered to the floor. At this point, only a few straggling students were in the hall. I bent down to pick them up, only to listen to one of the guys kick it away. They were all snickering.
"Hey! What are you doing to him?!" A voice called. Strange, I didn't recognize that voice. It was a guy...maybe new? Yeah, definitely new.
"U-Uhm, nothing! Let's go, guys!" I felt the vibrations of the jocks through the floor as they scrambled. They sounded...scared? That's new.
"Hey, are you alright?" I felt a gentler version of my rescuer's voice in my ear. I nodded, becoming shyer than usual.
"Here." I listen to him pick up my books, then add them to the weight in my arms. I felt strong hands pull me up into someone's chest. I felt a blush spread across my face. Another one of my faults, I was gay. And, damn, this guy was big. As in, strong-muscled-football-player big. Bigger than Bodil...
"Who are you? I don't recognize your voice."
"I'm James, but call me Clash. What's your name?"
"I'm Ryan, but most people call me Double."
"Huh, Double, nice nickname. Hey, do you think you could show me where room B204 is?"
"Yeah, that's where I'm headed."
"Great! We can go together!"
I smiled in his direction and started my walk along the wall again.
"Hey, is that the room?"
"Uh..." Crap, he didn't know I was blind, and, frankly, I wanted to keep it that way for as long as I could. But he'd have to find out sooner or later...
"Double, isn't that it? It says B204!"
"Clash, I can't see it." I stated sadly.
"Wha-What'd ya mean?"
"I'm blind."
He went silent. Welp, there goes another person that found out I'm a freak and ditched me. I sighed, and continued feeling my way along the wall. I got to my memorized destination, and slipped in, leaving Clash still in the hallway.
"Ryan. You're late. Did you get lost?"
"No, Mr.Smith, I just dropped my books."
"Alright then, take a seat." I nod a thank you and walk to my seat in the back. Walking past Bodil, who sits a few seats in front of me, I was lucky not to be tripped. Seconds after I sat down, I hear the door open again.
"Ah! James! Thank you for joining us! You can have a seat over there, next to Mr.Ryan!" Our teacher says happily. I honestly hate him so much. Clash's footsteps approach and settle in the desk directly across from mine.
"Ryan..." He whispers.
I prepare for the worst. The one guy that I had started to like...
"Yeah?" I whispered cautiously.
"It's okay. Can we be friends?" My heart burst with happiness.
"Sure." I grinned.
"Okay, meet me at the front doors after school, then."
I grinned. This was going to be a good friendship.
Or maybe....a little more~

A/N- I know it's short and crappy, but I was running out of ideas. Okay? Can I make a book just for Dash one-shots? Or do you just want me to spam this one-shot book with Dash? Your decision, Sparklings. Don't forget to leave your other one-shot ideas down in the comments! Bia!
~Waterspark That Is Obsessed Over Dash