{2} I've Heard His Voice Before

    Oh man, yesterday was strange. Hopefully, you had thought it all up with the crazy eyed boy and you were going crazy. That made you grin like a fool during your entire time of getting ready for school.

    Anyways, for the third time, at least you get to go to school and see your friends. You slipped on a large sweater and headed out the door with your backpack.

    “See you later mom!” Dad was already at work. She smiled at you, then you shut the door and headed out. You wore a red sweater; it’s very comfy, including the fact that it’s a little big on you.


~Timeskip, Have a Party~

    Pulling on your straps, you glanced around the hall. It was morning, where everyone was supposed to be outside until the bell rings. Well, if the exception of breakfast eaters and classwork. You did neither, nor your friend.

    “Where is that idiot?” You whispered to yourself. Oh man, he was late. Again. You sighed, but smiled, because you thought it was a little funny. You only shrugged your shoulders and decided to tour the school.

    Dododo, how fun. Going around the school, even though you do that everyday, all day. Not your fault, it was his. Oh man, he better find you before you get lost in these two halls.

     You stopped dead in your tracks. Could you… be seeing things? “Soul?” Hell yeah, made up nickname. You tip-toed towards the blue/red-eyed freak and he faced you quickly. Your heart leapt.

    Wh…Why? Did you feel nervous? “_____?” His smile, oh his smile- AH you mentally smacked yourself. This weirdo could have been stalking you last night and you thought his smile was warming. He must of seen your derpy face, because he stopped smiling and pulled nervously at his bag-strap. “What?” He muttered. You rubbed your ear.

     “Nothing, I… I was looking for you.” You quickly smiled, trying to fix the tension. But he wouldn’t smile back. Oh man, how awk-

     “_____!!” (I mean loud) You groaned and looked down the hall. Oh, there that nerd is. Why did he-? No, your not even going to ask yourself.

    “Took you long enough.” You groaned, trying to stuff your hands in invisible coat pockets. How… Lame… You heard Sollux snort softly. He apparently wasn’t pleased by John’s little spurt. John only smiled silly.

    “Yeah, I thought you were outside. Oops.” He thought this was funny. John lugged his heavy backpack up on his one shoulder thing he had going on. Oh, oops. Sollux. You turned your head and the weirdo was still standing there. Not moving a facial feature at all. He even looked emotional in the eyes, since he was a weirdo and all. What was up with those eyes.

     “Stop that.” He muttered, he must of noticed you staring at him. You flushed.

     “Eh, oops.” You tried to laugh it off, snapping your head back at John. He looked like an idiot, his brow raised in question.

     “Who’s your little friend?” John looked at you. You tensed a little.

    Ooo, this was a little much. “Sollux…” You just kept on with the x sound, even turning it into a little hiss. Sollux snorted again as you did and blushed.

    “Captor.” At that, he left. Maybe he had ‘two’ much as well.

      “Well then.” John stood straight, grabbed your sweater sleeve, and pulled you away.



~Class 2, because Class 1 sucks for some reason~



     Awesome. Band. You groaned as you shuffled down the stairs. It was a long, hurtful walk. Well, hurtful on the way back because of all those damn hills.

     Oh god. “Sollux!” You had to, he looked lonely… He glanced back. Er, you think at you. Then he looked away, you went ahead and caught up to him. “Where are you going to?”

     “Uh,” He slipped a paper from his pocket and studied it. “Band.” He pointed at the paper, showing you. You nodded.

     “Neat.” You sounded sarcastic, but he didn’t seem to notice. “What do you play?” He folded the paper neatly and stuffed it in his pocket as well.

     “I don’t know.” He said it plainly. No smile, nothing. Wow, he’s a weirdo and boring. Oh, let’s add moody… Something like that. John had band as well, but he was always gone way before you.

    He played flute.


~That Was Un-needed Info, but TIMESKIP!!~


    Finally, schools over. Seems you only share one class with that stranger and you couldn’t find him at lunch. You guessed that’s not too bad, maybe he just likes to keep to himself.

    Ah, but he was easy to find outside. Hopefully John won’t pop in this time.

    “Hey, Soll-“ He almost jumped out of his skin. He whirled around to face you.

     “What?” He almost snapped. You didn’t take it personally since you did scare him.

     “I wanted to ask you something- Er, some stuff.” He almost started to sweat from how nervous he became.

     “Well then, go on.”