Private School- John x Reader x Dave Part 1

You huffed laying your head on the hard desk. This lecture was so boring...

"(f/n)? You awake?" John , or as you call him along with Dave, or Egderp asked in his normal concerned voice.
"Yeah. When's the last lecture over? I just want to get some sleep." You closed your eyes turning toward John.
"Didn't sleep well?"
"No I was up all night with Dave." He jumped a bit shocked.
"What? Wait you guys are-... what?"
"No we were studying Egderp calm your tits man." He sighed.
"Oh thank god." You sit up wondering, staring into his eyes, the very soul of the wind boy.
"Why do you care?" He flushes lightly turning his face away trying to start a conversation with Rose next to him. "K. Ignore me then."

The bell sounded. Time to get back to the dorm and sleep until dinner. You pack up your bag and turn to talk with John and he's gone. You walk out into the hall to meet the shade you recognize the most.

"Hey babe. Egderp leave ya again?"  
"Yeah. He's been actin' real weird lately. I don't know what the hell is up with him." You start walking with him to the dorms not to far away.
"Heh that's Egderp for ya. Real flake sometimes. That's why I prefer hanging with you most of the time."
"Most of the time? You never leave my side. It's like were attached at the hip." He snakes an arm around your shoulders.
"Is there a problem with that?" He smirks raising an eyebrow at you.
"No." He gives his signature poker facing staring down the hall.
"Good!" He pulls you closer. You look around noticing girls glaring at you.
"Dave people are staring..."
"I know. So? Let them think what they want." You two pass John and Rose. John waves and you wave and Dave doesn't leave his poker state.  
"Dave." You elbow him in the side.
"Oh. Yeah." He waves walking quicker with you.

You soon make it to your dorm. You grab your lap-top, sign onto skype scrolling through names.

"Oh Dirk's on!" Your best friend from back home who also just so happen's to be one of you friends older brothers. Strider charm right? You call him. Jake's face appears.

"Hey Jakey! Where's Dirk?"
"He's trying to find this puppet he made for Roxy and he's freaking out cause he can't find it." There was a crash noise followed by a scream of joy. Dirk busted in through the door carrying a pink doll with blonde hair and a big bow. Oh don't forget that tiny wine glass it had. Dirk raised the puppets hand to you making it wave rapidly.
"That's thing is terrifying yet adorable."
"... It's nice to see you too (f/n)." You nervously laugh.
"Sorry Dirky. How you guys been?"
"Busy as all hell. My car broke down yesterday on the way to get more material for this little guy." Dirk hugged the puppet tightly into his chest.
"Yeah and Becquerel's sick. He's got some sort of chest cold. He's on this weird medicine that makes her loopy. It's kinda funny." Jake snickers.
"Wow you've guys have been through hell this week."
"How's your week been? How's my bro? Still a douche?" Dirk  questions as Jake takes the puppet from him.
"Let's see. Dave's been pretty good this week. he had me up all night." Jake drops the puppet, it makes a squeak noise as they freeze. "What?"
"I ship it." They say in unison.
"Oh god. Your just as bad as John!"
"Just as bad as John?" Jake repeats.
"Ohhh! Do tell~" Dirk said leaning in with a smirk.
"What's to tell? John just toke it the wrong way and looked pissed."
"Wait. Whoa whoa whoa! He looked pissed?" They questioned.
"yeah I don't know why."

*knock knock knock*
"Hold up guys someone's here." You stand from your bed walking to the door. You open it seeing John and Dave glaring at each other.
"Hey (f/n)!" They cheer.
"Come in guys I'm in a call right now." You walk back flopping on my bed. "I'm back guys. I got company." John lays next to you.
"Sup guys!" Dave lays across us.
"OW!" Dirk and Jake crack up as John and you get mushed together while Dave lays luxuriously across us.
"John I think your knee's in my stomach." John moves quickly.
"Sorry! Sorry!" He hugs you.

Why do they have to do this shit?