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"Cool story bro, I really don't give a shit." You heard a guy say from the front of the classroom. His torso was completely turned around as he spoke to what appeared to be one of his friends.

"Aw c'mon Dave! You don't have to be mean!" A different guy spoke up from the next table over.

"Class, your attention please!" The teacher said loudly.

Everyone looked front. "This is ___, please be nice to her, as it is her first day here." He scanned the room for an empty spot. "There," he pointed and the guy who the Dave person had been talking to before you arrived.

You took your seat next to him and instead of pulling your school books they had given you this morning, you pulled out your art book. You turned away to pull out your drawing utensils, but when you turned back, the Dave boy had your book.

He flipped through the pages as you let out a squeal and took it back. There were some things in there that people really shouldn't see. You looked at the page he had last had it open on. It was a Sweet Bro and Hella Jeff drawing you had done at your old school. The project was to take an online drawing and turn it into realism. You did the "Falling down the stairs bro!" picture. At the back, a red pen had written; 'Immature, yet good art. I'll be sure that your parents see this. 100%' 

As you scanned over it one last time, the Dave figure said; "Why did you draw this?"

You looked down. "It was a project at my last school. I really like Sweet Bro and Hella Jeff so I turned it into realism... um, sorry if it's a bit weird to you."

You heard the guy from the table over snort. "Please, you're talking to the creator of SBaHJ!"

"John shut the fuck up, will you please." Dave snapped.

"You write Sweet Bro and Hella Jeff?" You questioned. You had never met anyone who had even remotely heard of SBaHJ, let alone the author himself.

"Yep." He replied.

"Cool story bro, tell it again." You mentally laughed at what you had just said.

"Maybe I don't want to," Dave replied.

"P-lease, you're so full of yourself, we all know this." You retort.

The girl sitting next to Dave grabbed his arm and turned him around. You could tell she liked him, the way that she touched him comfortably.

"Now class," The teacher started class, and you drifted off into your own little artistic world.


The lunch bell rang and you took your time to get out of art class. Nepeta, a cutsie smaller girl had helped you around since History, which was your second class, after English. You had History and Art with her, and she was kind enough to give you a tour at the beginning of the day. She pulled you over to her table at lunch.

She sat alone.

Two tables over sat Mr. Dave Strider (you'd finally found out his last name) and his friends, which was a mixture of guy friends and girls swooning over him.

He noticed you and sat down across from you and Nepeta, some of his guy friends following behind. Karkat, the guy you sat next to in English sat next to Nepeta and she blushed, it was hard not to notice it, but Karkat didn't seem to see her.

"'Sup ___?" Dave asked from behind his shades.

"Nothing, I was sitting here eating lunch with my friend." You replied.

"Good ol' Nep here?" Dave asked. You nodded your head. He said okay and continued to eat his lunch. As he leaned over, his shades fell off and into his mashed potatoes. Everyone laughed and he blushed. Embarrassed, he walked away without saying a word.

"Hey so Nepeta, there's a dance coming up this weekend and I wondered if you wanted to go with me?" Karkat spoke after Dave had left. Nepeta looked up at the guy next to her.

"Uh, yeah... sure!" She said. That's when it clicked for you that Nepeta liked Karkat. Why hadn't you been clued in on that earlier? Dammit.

You stood, throwing out whatever food you had left and went in search of the cool kid. 

It didn't take long, as he was just coming out of the guys bathroom. You were going to walk by him, as if you were headed to the ladies room and not be suspicious but he grabbed your arm and threw you against the wall. You let out a small shriek before Dave's hand was cupped over your mouth. 

"You, me, dance tomorrow night. I'll pick you up at 8:07, understood?" he growled into your ear.

"You don't know where I live, douchebag." You replied.

"You're about to tell me," He said, indirectly asking for your address.

"42 Wallabin Road," You said, and he stalked off, digging his hands in his pockets like nothing had ever happened.


You out on a white dress that clearly made you feel pretty. It was short, but had bits of lace on it. You really liked it, and you finally got to wear it outside of your house for once.

You didn't put on heels, because there was no chance in hell you were going to dance in those all night, instead, you wore a pair of black flats.

You heard a knock at the door, and your mother answered it. She chit chatted with Dave for a few seconds before your came downstairs, and Dave just couldn't resist smiling. He wore his usual shades, along with a red overcoat, a white shirt and casual black pants. He looked really nice.

He took you out to his vehicle, which was a really nice convertible. You smiled as the wind blew through your hair, and when you got there, girls were gawking at you. Pissed off that you were the one to arrive with the Strider boy himself.

"They're upset they're not you." he whispered into your ear as you walked into the gymnasium. 

A fast song was just ending, and the DJ announced that it was time for everyone to couple up. "Perfect timing." Dave whispered as he lead you to the dance floor.

You didn't recognize the song, and even worse, you didn't know how to slow dance because you had never slow danced before. Dave lead the way, and at the end of the song, he took off his super cool shades. You looked into his red, deep, mesmerizing eyes and sighed. With that... he leaned in and kissed you.

With that, you knew you were in love with Dave Strider.

I know, I did another request before More Than Just a Moirail PART 10 I'm sorry.

But yeah this was requested by :iconlittle-ankle-biter: I hope you liked it darling!

Anyways, you ==> :iconsexydaveplz:

And :iconsexydaveplz: ==> :iconandrewhussieplz:

Writing ==> :iconagentminnesota:
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DoctorWHOligan Featured By Owner 3 days ago  Student General Artist
42 Wallabin Road....... feel like I've heard this before somewhere
UtsuPandaChan Featured By Owner Nov 28, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
This was really good! The ending seemed a but rushed, but the conclusion sentance was good!!
dragongirl2022 Featured By Owner Nov 2, 2014  Hobbyist Artist
i have read homestuck and i havent sold my soul to Hussie muuuup 
SilverstripeGray Featured By Owner Aug 28, 2014  Hobbyist Artist
I ain't going to Heaven
I already sold my soul to Hussie
2olluxLovesEridan221 Featured By Owner Oct 8, 2014  Hobbyist Artist
omg i saw that video
SilverstripeGray Featured By Owner Oct 9, 2014  Hobbyist Artist
slyph-of-music Featured By Owner Aug 23, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
If I belong to Dave and he belongs to Hussie, doesn't that mean Hussie owns me?
ThatGeekyFriend Featured By Owner Aug 11, 2014
kyaaaaaaaaaaaaa!! so cute!!!!!!! love youre writing :3
katcheese345 Featured By Owner Jul 4, 2014
With that, you knew you were in love with Dave Strider yep so true is there more
AgentMinnesota Featured By Owner Jul 14, 2014  Hobbyist Digital Artist
nope, just a one-shot! glad you liked it though!
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