*Daniel*
Damn I hate this place. Show me a college student and I will show you true misery. Anyone who's ever been in a math class for more than 30 minutes without yawning needs to seek professional advice. Fortunately, I just so happen to have my own personal Tiktok doctor, Andrew.
" Hey drew you see the trailer for MK1" I mummer to him.
" Yh,..., I mean it's alright, but-" He replies. Oh God, why did I even ask?" Them adding homelander and omniman"
" what's wrong with omniman"
" He nearly murdered his own son just to teach him a lesson
" And so. What's wrong with that?"J ask.
" Of course you'd ask what's wrong with that, cause you know so much about good parenting. So much so you make it seem like your parents went to get some milk " What? I can feel my face twisting in confusion.
" Okay, first of all it's only the dad that gets the milk, get your shit right, and second, are you implying that my parents left me because I'm black?" After I said that his face does the twisting this time.
" How do you manage to bring race into every conversation" He asks
" What do you mean you brought this parental care argument up."
" Boy, all I said was bad dad's make bad marketing plans for games " He does an expression that I can only describe as a salesman making a pitch face. He has no idea how lucky he is, being a natural blond and having the height of a short pro basketball player.
" Nigga shut your bitch ass up"
"Oh I see you trying to get all hood up on my ass" he says trying to imitate the hood accent I just used. He doesn't know it comes from the blood and not the vocal chords.
" What the hell was that?" I ask. He blinks twice. Then he tries to say something. His mouth closes short after. This causes us to stare at each other in awkward silence
"Hey Yoh Austin what's the time." He fires a question to break the most embarrassingly awkward silence.
Austin takes of his headphones.
"Huh?" He replies.
" Never mind". Andrew replies slightly annoyed.
" Bro you can't just call me for something and say never mind." He says also annoyed.
" I literally just did that."
" Ooooooooh" I shout in a very low tone to season the soup. Damn I hate school.
" MR. RODGERS- !" SHIT. " Do you have something you would like to share with us?" Math professors do not like me in the slightest.
I get up from my seat in the most modest way possible.
" No, Mr. Kinston ." I reply. Honestly I chocked on my saliva half way through the sentence.
" Then would you mind mind keeping quiet,...., or maybe you would like to assist me in teaching this class."
" No sir"
" That's what I thought. You may have your seat young man." I do as he says. Math teachers am I right.
I turn to Andrew who is seriously staring at the other end of the hall. I follow his gaze to a fine young lady. Andrew in a word. Siiiiiiiiiimp.
"Hey Itachi, you figured out her ninjitsu yet" I ask.
" Honestly, I think he is now under her genjitsu." Austin adds. We all laugh. I see him blush. Not to be racist or anything, but I don't have such weaknesses.
" Dude just ask her out." I advice
" I didn't even say anything about,..., that's like saying go jump off a cliff. Sounds easy to say but really dumb to actually do it. Besides, she'll probably say no." He says
" And I'll probably laugh the hell out of you, but I'll be hear as friend." I say while smirking. Not smiling, smirking.
" More like an opps." He says
" No actually opps think u have a chance so they try to oppose you. We know that's not, in any universe, ever gonna happen." Austin continues.
We spend the rest of the lecture mocking Andrew without the professor finding out. Talent is skill.
*Andrew*
Wait, hold up did I turn off the microwave before leaving this morning? Kade probably turned it off.
" What do have next" Daniel asks
" electronics" I reply.
" noooo,...,buuuh, when will my suffering and pain end." He says making convincing zombie noises.
"Anyone tell you how feminine you get with your complaints." Austin out of no where just blurts
"Heeeeey." Daniel say
"Nah bro, no mysoginy here. Only really respectable men." I say making Chad faces and poses.
Moving to Boston after highschool was a real bitch. It took away most my summer and worst of I had to start school short after. And honestly, my impression of a university before enrolling in this school was infinite freedom. Now it just feels like I'm more chained to responsibilities and my future. Sometimes I wish I could just fall down and let go of all my worries.
Austin, Daniel and I keep walk towards the electronical machinery lab for our next lecture. Fortunately, this one is practical so it won't be that boring.
" Hey you guys we need a final group member if we're going to finish our communication assignment." I remind.
" Yeah no shit, Sherlock." Austin replies.
" That was't even sarcasm worthy" Damn one day Austin is going to piss me off and I'll just so happen to have a short sword on me.
" Relax. What my man is trying to say is we should add Jayda to our team." Oh my God. You know what, for Daniel, let's make this sword a bit longer.
" Wait, what,..., don't even think about it." The moment I say they both grin like Trolls. " That's it I'm dead. I'm probably going to be single for the rest of my life because of you guys." I say and walk faster towards the lab. I hear them laughing behind me. Damn now I feel like this main character from 'Dairy of a wimpy kid'. Cool story but corny main character.
Also why is this campus so big it's like I've been walking for the past 2 years. Okay maybe that's an exaggeration. Maybe. I put in my ear buds and play my 2pac playlist. Boston University is one of the best in the state. nice environment, a lot of grass to touch in case I ever spend too long on my laptop, hot girls and just the right amount of hair moisturizer product shops nearby. It's not like I love my hair, it just needs to be protected.
Daniel and Austin catch up to me before I enter the lab. The air condition takes over. Daaaaamn, I hate being uncomfortable for no reason. We take our seats on the far left of the lab. There are rows of tiled stone desks with wires and other electronic devices on them.
Mr. Jefferson was standing in front of the desks before we got here, as usual. This guy is never late.
The lecture begins. Honestly the only thing I hear is wire, something about charger and a transformer. Then my mind goes to Optimus prime and then the new transformers movie for a while. Then I start to think about lunch. All before mind falls on Jayda. I look in her direction. Damn, long black hair that's dyed light brown at the tips, modest body structure of a girl leaving her teenage years, very dark afro American skin, 5 foot 8 and light brown eyes. If this isn't a 10, I don't know what is.
All of a sudden, the lights go off.
"Must be a blown fuse. Happens a lot these days." He says then walks out of the class to check it out.
"So, anybody up for some PUBG?" Austin asks.
" That game is dead." I say and pull out my Samsung S20. " Play brawl stars bro it's easier."
" Another dead game, but that one is just retarded." Austin replies.
" Maybe it is,..., until you get El primo to rank 20." I say, show Austin my rank and give a goated finisher. "Suuuuuu-"
All of a sudden sparks of electricity start to flicker around where Mr. Jefferson stood.
" This is why you never leave unfinished electrical appliances unchecked"
The spark come and go periodically. Some people didn't even pay attention to it. It then becomes more and more frequent, to the point we're it looks like a solid electricity moving in oval like path from top to bottom.
" I bet you 2 dollars that isn't doctor strange." We all look at Daniel and shame him for landing horrible joke.
Suddenly the electrical oval becomes less of a perfect oval and more like,..., like a crack. the sparks then become flaming hot fireballs. And they are very hot. I should know that cause, one came flying straight for my face.
I don't even feel the pain in my face it's all over my body. First, I feel like I'm being pierced all over by needles, then it becomes an over baring heat, after that I feel like I'm being strangled with a huge pressure on my chest and finally a soothing feeling. That is before I black out. How do I even know I blacked out?
Before u guys say anything, I'm black, So I can use the n-word. Also I don't know why u have to pick one gender character lead the story is centred around a group of people. The only reason why at first it seems like it's only about boys is because I'm not that good at writing from a feminine perspective.