The Road To Friendship [David & Wes and How They Became Inseparable] [2/?]
Title: The Road To Friendship
Author: Lily M Richards
Pairing: Wes and David Bromance
Summary: This started out as a character study to make it easier to write my verse, based on how David and Wes meet and become such good friends. And the two just decided that they were too important for 500 odd words and started running around my head like maniacs until 20 pages later, I figured I should post the first part...
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Glee and all its characters belong to Ryan Murphy, I’m just playing with them
A/N: There aren’t many David and Wes fics out there exploring how they became friends in the first place, or at least I haven’t found them and this is my idea of how they became friends. :)
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Part 2
They bond, first, on the second day. It's when David struts in the room early in the morning after having gone for a shower, his waist covered by a towel and his shampoo bottle held out in front of him like a microphone, singing "I woke up this mooooorning and the sun was gone, turned on some musiiiic to start my daaaaaayyy. And lost myseeeeelf in this sooooong, I close my eeeeeyes and I slipped awaaaaay!" at the top of his lungs, and Wes shyly joins in with the chorus, mumbling it just loud enough for David to hear that David first thinks "Ah! A friend!" and encourages Wes as good as he can by prompting him to sing louder.
Somehow, they wake up the boarding house, claim their innocence by "having had no idea of the volume at which they had been singing" and skip to the main building to breakfast, clearing through the rest of the verses, much to the nuisance of the others, who were slouching down to the breakfast hall grumpily, even when surrounded with the grandeur of Dalton that should, in its sheer beauty alone, have uplifted the spirits of those who had previously only known dirty, grey concrete and linoleum floors that had not had the fortune to meet a mop in far too long. Even if they had come from a more prestigious background, Dalton was very much one of the more differently decorated and furnished schools.
The corridors' dark brown walls and gleaming wooden floors are of a colour no one would particularly favour in any other location, but in the large manor-like house, they fit in perfectly. It takes away the atmosphere that makes it a school, bridging the gap between a second home and an educational institution. There are large windows on the left side, throwing squares of early sunlight onto the floor and furniture. At intervals, there is a pair of chairs and a table in between for the occasional break for students to come and talk.
The right side features doors leading to classrooms and more corridors, all made of polished wood. It would be easy to get lost in the school, at least at first. But with Wes's limited knowledge and David's "Who cares, let's see where this goes, you're not actually scared, are you?", they manage to find their way to the cafeteria like room.
For David, this is the moment where his mouth falls open and he openly contemplates whether they got lost and he should maybe stop trusting his instincts so much. "This is insane." He muttered, looking around. It didn't look like a cafeteria at all. More like a restaurant in one of those hotels his father stayed at.
Circular, dark, wooden tables are scattered along the room with a number of chairs ranging from four to six at each. The tables, too, varied in size, and it was easy to see the communal feeling in the school as tables were pushed together to allow larger groups to sit together. There was no division between High School and Middle School students. Or at least, no visible one. No feeling of superiority, but a certain respect for the older students, when Middle Students opened doors and let them go through first, or let them skip in front in a queue. It seemed a silent agreement the year groups had.
Their friendship develops quickly from there. As roommates, they begin to both accommodate and adopt each other's habits, such as David's incessant need to stock their dorm room with items that, strictly speaking shouldn't be there (mini fridges, a coffee maker, sai swords - just for the hell of it, a microwave that he failed to quite get to his bedroom when the teacher asked him how he would like to explain why his new bag just made a "ping" noise), and Wes's obsession with facts and figures related to anything worthy of knowing in his opinion.
It takes a while for Wes to start relaxing in this atmosphere. All his life, the best behaviour has been expected of him. Standing up when someone entered the room, shaking hands with the businessmen and their children, all that was expected as though it was the natural order of the world. So meeting David, who was not only chaotic but surprisingly unfamiliar with the concept of handshakes in general, was an odd relief. For the first time, he doesn't have to pick up everything he leaves on the floor or behave like he's about to meet the Queen of Great Britain.
For David, it's surprising to realise how much fun Wes can be when he's more relaxed. They start talking about common interests almost shyly, Wes seemingly almost afraid of expressing his own opinion. They both love soccer and other sports. Once Wes sits him down to revise for a History exam (because the concept of cramming is one he wholeheartedly disagrees with and David refuses to study on his own), he finds the boy knows far more than he lets on. His memory is rather remarkable, actually. Their common ground is fixed, their differences settled and dealt with and it only takes a few weeks for them to become almost inseparable.
Wes will excuse David when the latter gets into detention yet again, David will reserve seats and food for Wes when he's late due to studying some more. And they remain in their bubble of two for a while before others begin befriending them. There's Thad, a tall, slim guy with dark brown eyes and hair and an air of perfectionism and organisation about him, who is one year older than them and very much aspiring to be in the Warblers when he reaches High School and another boy from his year, Andrew, who has the slightly chubby cheeks and figure that makes him look younger than Wes and David despite being older, and turns out to be one of the bubbliest, most outgoing people they befriend. They meet Jeff and Lenny, twins looking nothing alike with Jeff's beach blonde hair and the pale skin and Lenny with afro-like curly, dark hair and the tanned skin to match it, from their own year, who put all their food in danger of them gulfing it down before anyone can say 'meringue'.
It doesn't take long for them to build a small circle of friends and they remain close for their time in Middle School, getting into trouble together, covering for each other, letting each other copy homework and studying in groups sessions in the common room, all helping each other in their strongest subjects. Wes supplies them with knowledge in History and Politics, David assists with any Maths problems, Thad, who they learn has an art scholarship at Dalton, helps them with their art homework be it an essay or painting, and the twins fill in the gaps of Sciences, at which they excel, with an almost morbid fascination for dissecting bugs, which they manage to do in their past time, and Andrew helps out with his knowledge of astronomy and geology.
Even when Andrew and Thad leave Middle School, the group stays close. They meet up at breakfast and lunch, the older ones introducing the Middle Schoolers to their new friends and telling them about the horrors and alleviations of leaving Middle school behind.
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So this is short, I know... but it was a good place to stop I think. Next chapter will be longer :D Please, please review? It would make my day, even if it's just a word or two :)
Author: Lily M Richards
Pairing: Wes and David Bromance
Summary: This started out as a character study to make it easier to write my verse, based on how David and Wes meet and become such good friends. And the two just decided that they were too important for 500 odd words and started running around my head like maniacs until 20 pages later, I figured I should post the first part...
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Glee and all its characters belong to Ryan Murphy, I’m just playing with them
A/N: There aren’t many David and Wes fics out there exploring how they became friends in the first place, or at least I haven’t found them and this is my idea of how they became friends. :)
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Part 2
They bond, first, on the second day. It's when David struts in the room early in the morning after having gone for a shower, his waist covered by a towel and his shampoo bottle held out in front of him like a microphone, singing "I woke up this mooooorning and the sun was gone, turned on some musiiiic to start my daaaaaayyy. And lost myseeeeelf in this sooooong, I close my eeeeeyes and I slipped awaaaaay!" at the top of his lungs, and Wes shyly joins in with the chorus, mumbling it just loud enough for David to hear that David first thinks "Ah! A friend!" and encourages Wes as good as he can by prompting him to sing louder.
Somehow, they wake up the boarding house, claim their innocence by "having had no idea of the volume at which they had been singing" and skip to the main building to breakfast, clearing through the rest of the verses, much to the nuisance of the others, who were slouching down to the breakfast hall grumpily, even when surrounded with the grandeur of Dalton that should, in its sheer beauty alone, have uplifted the spirits of those who had previously only known dirty, grey concrete and linoleum floors that had not had the fortune to meet a mop in far too long. Even if they had come from a more prestigious background, Dalton was very much one of the more differently decorated and furnished schools.
The corridors' dark brown walls and gleaming wooden floors are of a colour no one would particularly favour in any other location, but in the large manor-like house, they fit in perfectly. It takes away the atmosphere that makes it a school, bridging the gap between a second home and an educational institution. There are large windows on the left side, throwing squares of early sunlight onto the floor and furniture. At intervals, there is a pair of chairs and a table in between for the occasional break for students to come and talk.
The right side features doors leading to classrooms and more corridors, all made of polished wood. It would be easy to get lost in the school, at least at first. But with Wes's limited knowledge and David's "Who cares, let's see where this goes, you're not actually scared, are you?", they manage to find their way to the cafeteria like room.
For David, this is the moment where his mouth falls open and he openly contemplates whether they got lost and he should maybe stop trusting his instincts so much. "This is insane." He muttered, looking around. It didn't look like a cafeteria at all. More like a restaurant in one of those hotels his father stayed at.
Circular, dark, wooden tables are scattered along the room with a number of chairs ranging from four to six at each. The tables, too, varied in size, and it was easy to see the communal feeling in the school as tables were pushed together to allow larger groups to sit together. There was no division between High School and Middle School students. Or at least, no visible one. No feeling of superiority, but a certain respect for the older students, when Middle Students opened doors and let them go through first, or let them skip in front in a queue. It seemed a silent agreement the year groups had.
Their friendship develops quickly from there. As roommates, they begin to both accommodate and adopt each other's habits, such as David's incessant need to stock their dorm room with items that, strictly speaking shouldn't be there (mini fridges, a coffee maker, sai swords - just for the hell of it, a microwave that he failed to quite get to his bedroom when the teacher asked him how he would like to explain why his new bag just made a "ping" noise), and Wes's obsession with facts and figures related to anything worthy of knowing in his opinion.
It takes a while for Wes to start relaxing in this atmosphere. All his life, the best behaviour has been expected of him. Standing up when someone entered the room, shaking hands with the businessmen and their children, all that was expected as though it was the natural order of the world. So meeting David, who was not only chaotic but surprisingly unfamiliar with the concept of handshakes in general, was an odd relief. For the first time, he doesn't have to pick up everything he leaves on the floor or behave like he's about to meet the Queen of Great Britain.
For David, it's surprising to realise how much fun Wes can be when he's more relaxed. They start talking about common interests almost shyly, Wes seemingly almost afraid of expressing his own opinion. They both love soccer and other sports. Once Wes sits him down to revise for a History exam (because the concept of cramming is one he wholeheartedly disagrees with and David refuses to study on his own), he finds the boy knows far more than he lets on. His memory is rather remarkable, actually. Their common ground is fixed, their differences settled and dealt with and it only takes a few weeks for them to become almost inseparable.
Wes will excuse David when the latter gets into detention yet again, David will reserve seats and food for Wes when he's late due to studying some more. And they remain in their bubble of two for a while before others begin befriending them. There's Thad, a tall, slim guy with dark brown eyes and hair and an air of perfectionism and organisation about him, who is one year older than them and very much aspiring to be in the Warblers when he reaches High School and another boy from his year, Andrew, who has the slightly chubby cheeks and figure that makes him look younger than Wes and David despite being older, and turns out to be one of the bubbliest, most outgoing people they befriend. They meet Jeff and Lenny, twins looking nothing alike with Jeff's beach blonde hair and the pale skin and Lenny with afro-like curly, dark hair and the tanned skin to match it, from their own year, who put all their food in danger of them gulfing it down before anyone can say 'meringue'.
It doesn't take long for them to build a small circle of friends and they remain close for their time in Middle School, getting into trouble together, covering for each other, letting each other copy homework and studying in groups sessions in the common room, all helping each other in their strongest subjects. Wes supplies them with knowledge in History and Politics, David assists with any Maths problems, Thad, who they learn has an art scholarship at Dalton, helps them with their art homework be it an essay or painting, and the twins fill in the gaps of Sciences, at which they excel, with an almost morbid fascination for dissecting bugs, which they manage to do in their past time, and Andrew helps out with his knowledge of astronomy and geology.
Even when Andrew and Thad leave Middle School, the group stays close. They meet up at breakfast and lunch, the older ones introducing the Middle Schoolers to their new friends and telling them about the horrors and alleviations of leaving Middle school behind.
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So this is short, I know... but it was a good place to stop I think. Next chapter will be longer :D Please, please review? It would make my day, even if it's just a word or two :)