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⋆˚꩜｡ Pair Up

content included: petty reader because i’m a petty writer, angst, small argument, nerdy shy dave, popular and kind of mean reader

summary: short fic about u and dave getting paired up for a science project and arguing, but you ultimately win

Sigh.

The hot and perfume-filled air clouds your nose as you refresh your respiratory system. The chair you’re sitting in rocks back and forth as your feet lightly raise off of the ground every couple of seconds, mindlessly moving around on the floor as your teacher talks about a project, which you’ll probably just review over the slides later.

You hear Mr. Mendoza call out your name, snapping you out of your daydreams. “Stop rocking back and forth on your chair like that,” the silver-haired man starts as he leans against his desk and appears to drift off into a memory, “did I ever tell you guys about the story of when a student fell off his chair and broke his collarbone?” The summary of the frequently heard story earns a chuckle from the class, including you as you give a small smile and sit back up in your chair.

He stands back up straight, clearing his throat and continuing to explain the project. “Well, we’re going to be working on reviews in preparation for the final exam. I’m going to pair you guys up-“, a loud collective groan cuts through Mr. Mendoza’s voice, making him pause for a moment and nodding in an ‘I get it’ way. “Look, it’s almost the end of the year, and half of you guys barely even know each other’s names,” he clarifies.

Mr. Mendoza starts to read out the names for the projects:

“Maisy Barnes and Lana Wilkins,”

“Livvy Banks and Tony Watson,”

“Aiden March and Casey Yang,”

His voice goes on and on as you zone off, watching the other girls at your table move off to find their partners.

As you start to put your things away for the end of class, you feel a light tap on your shoulder as you turn around. You expect to see a friend of yours, or maybe even Mr. Johnson, but to your surprise, it’s.. uh.. Daniel? Damien? Dave!

You analyze his face for a couple minutes, trying to figure out if you’ve had any past interactions with him that would warrant this sudden gesture, but you realize you’ve been staring for a bit too long before you start to talk.

“Oh! Oh, uh.. sorry, you’re…” You hesitate before you blurt out your guess, hoping from the bottom of your heart it’s right, “Dave..?” A slight nervous and meek voice emerges from your mouth as the boys name rolls off your tongue.

“Uhm.. I— Yeah.. I’m Dave..” The curly-haired boy says as he pushes up his glasses with the tip of his finger lightly. “We’re paired up.” Dave blurts out his response, hoping you don’t laugh in his face.

You had completely forgotten about the project, your mindless packing up and daydreaming from a couple moments ago catching up to you. You quickly shake your head lightly, performing a cartoonish gesture to signal you clearing your head.

“Oh! Of course..! Yeah.. I knew that.. Sorry, just a little zoned out..” A nervous smile grows on your face as a similarly-mannered laugh falls out of your mouth. Dave returns the chortle, nodding a bit as the conversation dies down.

“I-“ RING!! RING!! RING!!

“Okay, you guys have until this Friday!” Mr. Mendoza calls out to the last batch of students who haven’t already left.

“That’s the bell!” You say as you try to dodge your way out of a walk in-the-hallway with the nerd—not because you were embarrassed.. because.. well.. okay maybe you were a little embarrassed, but it wasn’t your fault! Dave knew almost.. five people? Plus.. you had.. classes to get to. As you start to walk past Dave, he stops you:

“Wait! Can.. we.. talk about the project at lunch?” He asks slowly, making sure to not say anything wrong and making his best effort to not blabber over his words.

You think for a bit.. you have friends you talk to and sit with at lunch everyday, but you also feel bad for Dave since you only see him sitting with his two other friends every day.

“… Sure,” You respond, nodding a bit before turning back towards the door and heading out, finishing the class with a small wave from Mr. Mendoza.

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You head to the cafeteria, phone in hand and walking with one of your friends as you guys talk about a stupid phone rule one of the teacher’s enforced. You hear a small voice call your name from behind, to which you turn to and see none other than Dave Ligw—Dave Liseu— Dave Lizew…ski..? Dave Lizewski!

“Oh.. Hey Dave,” You say as he walks beside you, hands on his backpack straps as he gives a quick nod to your friend.

“Can we discuss the project.. please?” You laugh a bit at his nervous request as you shake your head yes. “Yeah. We can.”

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“So.. What topic do you want to do..?” Dave asks as he sets his backpack down in front of his friends, Todd and Marty.

“Oh.. this is where we’re sitting?” You ask, disregarding his question as you give a.. look—particularly a mean one— to his friends.

“I– I mean.. Do you want to sit somewhere else..?” Dave asks a little frantically, his gaze switching from between his friends and you. His friends seem to be also a little confused, maybe even offended??

You scoff a little as you sit down across from them, “it’s fine,” you speak as Dave follows your action, sitting down next to you.

As you both start to work on the project, Dave starts to get frustrated at you and your constant makeup addiction:

“Can you not stare in the mirror for two seconds?” Dave questions, the words coming from his mouth red and heated as he tries to not lash out.

You take a small break from your lip liner as you glance at him. “What’s the fucking problem? It’s the first day of the project, we can work on it at home,” you start, gesturing with your hand to add emphasis.

“I can’t work on it at home! Can you just please do it now?” Dave starts, his tone getting a little irritated. He puts his pen down to face you better, trying his best to get his point across.

“I’ll work on it then, damn,” You say, expecting it to be the end of the conversation, going back to your lip liner in the mirror.

Dave rubs his forehead for a second, not wanting to yell in a cafeteria, let alone at you. “If you do it, I think we would fail!” He says, earning a small laugh from his friends, but a glare from you.

“Okay, first of all, no we wouldn’t. Second of all, that’s so fucking disrespectful to say, are you actually serious?” You say, zipping your little makeup bag up as you shove it in your bag.

“You know what, you can do the project yourself. And tell your friends to stop staring at me!” Throwing your backpack over your shoulder, you talk with an annoyed and lightly infuriated voice, motioning to Todd and Marty before storming off and back to your own table with your own friends.

Dave’s friends look at him before bursting out in laughter and girly giggles. Dave, however, does not have a similar reaction. at all. “God.. fuck,” He lets out a sigh before shoving his things into his bag, preparing for the end of lunch.

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As the end of the school-week rolls around, you’re sitting in your first period class, chatting with your friends as you wait for everybody to get to class and settle down. As you’re talking, you see your friends keep looking behind you, so you follow suit, raising an eyebrow at the curly-haired boy behind you.

“Hey.. Sorry about Monday, I asked Mrs. Cole for your first period..” He starts as he lays the project on the table. “Here’s what I did, does it look fine?” You glance over the project before nodding.

“Yeah, looks good,” you say as you nod lightly, not giving a reaction to his apology as you shrug him off.

Dave realizes you probably don’t want to talk to him, so he just gives you a small smile, taking the project in his hands again and leaving your class.

As your teacher starts going over notes, your friends comment on the interaction.

“Give him a chance, he’s nice!”

“Why did you just brush him off like that?”

“He’s lame, don’t talk to him!”

So many comments that you roll your eyes at, except for one.. “He did that whole project himself?”

In that moment, you realize that you were so occupied in yourself that you hadn’t even helped at all, and when he did help, you were just petty and didn’t even thank him?

You start to feel a little bad, so you plan to say sorry once you see him in class.

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“Hey Dave..” You say as you sit down next to him, a little closed off as you prepare your apology.

He responds with a small “hi”, not wanting to say the wrong thing again. Mr. Mendoza explains how you guys will present the projects, then allows everybody to have a couple last minutes to work on their projects.

“We’re already finished, so you can.. do something..” Dave says, not making eye contact with you as he tries to not seem so miserable.

“Okay.. Thanks.. Can— Can I just say something?” You ask, and without waiting for a response, you continue:

“I’m sorry for being like that on Monday. And I’m also sorry for not helping you with the project. It’s my fault, and honestly, the project is great, I.. probably wouldn’t have done that good..” Dave listens as you speak your mind, a little surprised but more grateful than anything.

“I mean.. I— It’s okay, I should also be sorry.. for the things I said,” he speaks as you plan out your response, not wanting to seem stuck-up.

“You’re okay! You’re fine, don’t even worry about…” You take a small pause, debating whether you should try to be light hearted in the next sentence or not.

“I mean, it’s fair now, right?” You ask with a small laugh, to which Dave nods and exchanges the chuckle, “Yeah.. Guess so..”

He stops talking, seeming to be in thought before asking:

“Hey.. can we go out sometime? I’ll make it up to you.”

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⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ masterlist ..

hi guyss im sorry if this was short or uncoherent its actually my first fic so im sorryyyy but i hope you guys like it im going to try and either make a part two or start another fic <333

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⋆˚꩜｡ Dave Lizewski

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1 .. ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ pair up ..

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⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ masterlist ..

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𐙚⋆.˚ masterlist -

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⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ dave lizewski ..

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ alexei vronsky ..

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ billy hargrove ..

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ tate langdon ..

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⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ introduction ..

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𐙚⋆.˚ introduction -

₊˚⊹ ᰔ toc -

1 .. creds

2 .. guidelines & rules

3 .. info about me !!

4 .. my writing

⋆˚꩜｡ creds -

i would like to give credits to @/easytiger-xo for the 8-ball divider!! i also would like to thank @/cherryonigiri for a tut on how to make the brown/pink dividers <33 i also feel i need to give a whole lot of credit to @/taelophone for inspiring the 3photo header and this whole blog in general haha!!

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⋆˚꩜｡ guidelines & rules -

im a pretty new writer so i dont have a lot of experience with writing a lot of things, but i know some things im not comfortable writing about are daddy/mommy kinks, any excretory kinks (im not sure if thats the right word so im sorry!!), any incest, ed, sh, and anything about age play.

i would like to clarify, if i write anything about minors (ex. dave lizewski) atj was an adult at the time of filming kick-ass, and as long as the point of view i am writing from is approximately the same age as the character, i am fine with writing it (unless it is with characters who are 15 or younger, since i also believe majority of characters portrayed in media that are 15 or younger are made to look and act less mature than a 16+ year old portrayed in media) i will not, however, write fanfic about real-life minors, only tv shows/movies if the actor/actress was an adult at the time of filming.

please know that i can and will refuse to write anything i am not comfortable with, this is my blog and these are my works.

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⋆˚꩜｡ info about me !! -

please know that i am not a very good writer, and english is very much not my first language, so if there is typos or grammar mistakes or anything that does not make sense, please let me know through a message or an ask so i can fix it.

if you would like to critique my writing, feel free to do so via messages or inbox, but please refrain from negative things about my character. i am always looking for constructive criticism!!

i also did get a lot of my writing knowledge from old wattpad 😔 if the writing is horrible, thats my fault.

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⋆˚꩜｡ my writing -

as i mentioned above, i am not a very good writer, but this section is mainly about people i write about.

i write about:

dave lizewski

alexei vronsky

billy hargrove

tate langdon

i am not that good at writing smut, but if someone requests, i will try my best!

i can/will add to this list according to asks/messages as well as my own personal preferences.

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⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ masterlist ..

i hope you guys enjoy this blog as much as i do, and i will try to write as much as possible especially with summer coming up at the time i am writing this!!