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After that event in the library with his most royal doucheness, things haven’t really changed that much for you.

Even though you had sensed the threat underlying in his tone, you just shrugged it off. He was just probably bluffing so you’d bend over and say sorry but seriously, who falls for that these days?

The looks you got from his friends worried you though. They did know Dave more than anyone in the school and maybe they knew a deeper meaning to the blonde’s words.

‘Whatever.’ You told yourself as you wrote down the formulas on your notebook. It was the day before your Exam Sheets got out and the scores posted on the walls for everyone to see who had passed and flunked. You were pretty confident that you’d be part of the Top 10 again but your obsession with advance studying just kept nagging you to continue filling your brain with more information. The library was a few walks away and your housemate was downstairs with his friends, probably watching some movies.

But you had forgotten to borrow more books and boredom was catching on to you.

“Better face the fire.” You muttered and got dressed in more comfortable outdoor clothes before trekking downstairs where the floor was a popcorn battlefield.

“{Name}! I didn't know you were up!” Your housemate, Luke Marland, said as he gave you a grin. There was a bowl on his head, his glasses missing while his clothes were stained brown.

You stared at him incredulously. “Is that soda?” You pointed out as he removed the bowl off his head, bits of popcorn sticking to his black hair.

He pouted. “Of course it is. I would be such an asshole if I touched that premium brand of coffee you like so much, right?”

You grimaced. “You didn't ” That coffee was from your parents, some brand that was unfamiliar to you but you liked it and would drink a cup every once in a while. But your parents hadn't sent a pack lately, making you improvise.

Luke shrugged. “Did what? You have no proof.”

A sudden knocking interrupted you two as one of Luke’s friends came into the scene. You turned and was greeted with the sight of Anna fuming, her coat stained with the same liquid on Luke.

“You better be ready to pay this coat, Marland. Coffee’s cheap but not my clothes, you bastard.” She growled and you, in turn, glared.

He chuckled. “ Busted.”

Seeing that a migraine was coming, you promptly chose to settle this after you got some books. You left the house, passing by Cleo and Nate, who waved goodbyes as they cleaned the sofa(You had no idea how an ice cream cone got stuck on the plush seat.).

It was a little chilly today but you found it tolerable as you made way through the streets. You wanted to find some Chemistry books and maybe get a National Geographic Magazine. There was supposed to be a new issue out this month.

You passed some shops, eyeing the things they held in display. When you saw a t-shirt that said “Ironic Douche”, your mind immediately thought of Dave Strider.

‘Why am I even thinking about him?” You scowled.

Though your routine was untouched by that event, they were subtle differences that had made you suspicious. For one, you could have sworn seeing the blonde in the library more often than not, holding a book that was probably something fit for a “cool kid” like him. Second, he would be smirking at you once in a while and you would abscond since you knew he was plotting something. Something evil.

You shook your head and went inside the library.

>>Time Skip<<

You sighed contently, a bundle of books in your arms. You had overindulged yourself and you hadn't noticed that the sun was starting to set in the sky. You borrowed what you couldn't finish and began to walk home.

There was nothing more calming than the orange light that basked the sidewalk with a heavenly glow. You admired the shadows created by the light, not noticing the person approaching you.

Thus resulting to your collision with a skater, both of you falling to the ground. You fell back first, books knocked off your grasp and scattering on the concrete while a red skateboard lay upturned, the wheels slowing spinning. Thank god your glasses didn’t fall off.

“Watch where you’re-“ You stared into black shades that were perched on the face of the one and only Dave Strider. You gritted your teeth before seeing he was technically on top of you, arms preventing him from crushing you.

He smirked. “Shit, I know you ladies can’t help but fall for me. Though I would appreciate it if you did it without hurting yourselves.”

You scoffed in response, pushing him away and standing up. “Correction, you egotistical ass. I fell because of the force of gravity after being subjected to your weight. How fat are you, Stridumb?” you retorted as you started picking up your books.

He got back up, taking one of your books in his hands. “I’m not fat, sweetheart.”he smirked and used his free hand to take one of yours. Without warning, he put it on his stomach. “Can’t you feel the muscles?”

Your cheeks flared red before you slapped away from his grip, taking your book from him. “ As if I want to! You can take your six-pack where the sun doesn't shine!”

The blonde shrugged, taking his skateboard and tucking it under his arm. “Oh really? How do you know I have a six-pack?” He leaned closer, his breath fawning over your face. “Have you been stalking me?”

You gritted your teeth, tempted to use the books in your grasp as a hammer on his smug face. “You’re annoying.”

Dave backed away, boarding his skateboard. “And I’m not even trying, nerd. If this peeves you, better be prepared for tomorrow.”

Your eyes widened as anger came rushing into you. “You better not sabotage my paper, you sick little-“

Before you could finish, he rode on his board and skated away. But not without saying across his shoulder a “You look cute with that face, nerd!”

You were blushing hard with anger and couldn't help but think what was he up to.

‘Great,’ you grumbled. “I can’t concentrate.”