A/N
no idea what im doin.
But yep
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You are a first year, only having started collage a few days ago, having been a transfer student.
You had been reading, while doing so you had noticed someone catch your eye, a cute, goth boy, your mind immideitly taken off of reading you started taking an observation of him. Eventually you realised you wanted to talk to him, starting to glare slightly wishing that you had caught his attention enough for him to talk to you first, but alas, that was not the case.
Deciding to get up, you pack up your books and go to your dorm.
Little did you know, he had noticed you looking at him, wondering why, makeup aside.
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You had just started collage, you for the most part had never gone to a public school.
You had very few classes in this school until your initial subjects.
It was Thursday, you had only started Monday.
You pack your bag for your class, unknowing of who will also be attending.
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The building, still being new to you, it was almost a labyrinth, but you consult your small, and useful canvas map.
Eventually you make it to the class, and viewing that your not early, nor late, also taking note that the professor has not arrived yet, the desk un-vaccant.
You head to sit down you note the girl on your left, you have seen her around, but have failed to converse with, Due to your studies.
The students file in, and the professor walks in, head down, strides hurriedly across the room.
"Hello Class" he greets, voice ringing across the room
"Good Morning Professor" the rest of the class responds
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Someone strides in, you notice its the boy from earlier
"Apologies Professor i misplaced my books, in the way that i do not care to be in this class."
He quips, the professor waving him off as the class rings with a few chuckles.
He glances around, seeing the open seat next to you, he sits down, sighing.
You tilt your head slightly, getting a better look at him, glaring, leering, burning into his skull.
He of course takes notice of this, and looks at you.
You two look at each other for a bit, eventually the extended eye contact makes you nervous and you look away, paying attention to the best of your capabilities.
That before mentioned burning, as he is now glaring at you. Seeming to have taken a keen interest in you.
You are only half paying attention to the subject at hand as your mind has begun to preoccupy, and take more interest in the goth boy sitting to your right.
You see in your peripheral vision he leans over to you.
"Hey, I havnt seen you around here before" he whispers to you
Your nerves spike, and you have rhe feeling of butterflies in your stomach.
"Oh, i didnt realise you were new. My names Jake, im in my 11th year, but im taking this class again"
He pauses then continues
"You know its lunch time after this class, would you like to sit with with me?"
You are slightly surprised but nod
He smiles a bit, making your heart race
"Ah, thats good! Ill meet you outside, by the tree"
He responds and sits back up, you continue to take notes, mind still racing.
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Ight so, this is cliche af b u t
Im basing off of the video up there ⬆️
I hope yall like it, obviously ill be updating more hopefully :)
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Also let me know if yall want more of that corpse story :0
You are a Junior in high school :) 10th year
You transferred due to being in a military family and you guys are just getting used to being civilians btw
Which is why you dont have friends, and dont talk much
YOU ARE READING
Goths & Roses {Jake Munro x Reader}
Fanfiction🌸 Completed 🌸 . How about, i dont do a description? Im bad at these any way, if you read it, i hope you enjoy it. *this is based on one of his improv type stuff!*