This was requested by harper_06. Sorry if the last name I made up is dumb, I wanted it to be unique XD

Hi. My name is Harper, but I don't know why you want to know my name--

**TECHNICAL DIFFICULTIES, PLEASE STAND BY**

Hello. My name is Harper, and I'm about to tell you one of the weirdest stories of my life.

Line break brought to you by me trying to rate all my favorite fictional characters on a scale of one to ten

It was a normal Monday morning. As soon as I heard my alarm, I jumped out of bed. I guess you could say I was excited. (yeah, no kidding) But of course I was. After all, today was my first day of sewing club!

I ran to my dresser and picked out a loose tee and ripped jeans, and ran to the bathroom to get dressed and brush my teeth.

As I put my hair in my signature half-up, half-down hairstyle, I thought about what the club would be like. What kind of people would there be? What kind of stuff will we be making? Will we start with clothes or something more simple?

But I cleared those thoughts from my head. After all, there was only one way to find out: Actually do it!

Yeah, I know, it's corny.

But also true!

After school, at the sewing club

I walked through the doors of Room A3, aka the sewing club room.

It was beautiful- there were needles, yarn, artwork examples, string, you name it. I quickly found an empty seat and sat down with two minutes to spare.

I turned to the person beside me. "Hi! I'm Harper. What's your name?"

They turned to me, and I could get a better look at their complexion. They had short, tousled green hair. They wore a pink chain mail vest with a white collared shirt underneath, and lime green pants. They also had eye-catching... well, eyes. One was a bright gold and the other was dark brown, like chocolate. Wow.

"I'm Alex Fierro," they leaned closer, "and I'm a girl."

"Uhm, okay? Well, it's nice to meet you!" I chirped.

Before Alex could say anything more, a short man tapped on the teachers' desk with a ruler.

"Hello everyone! My name is Blitzen, and I will be the advisor for this years' sewing club! Now, I want everyone to say their names, gender, and a hobby, other than sewing," he looked at Alex when he said the word "gender," as if she had specifically told him to include that. (well, duh.)

We introduced ourselves one by one. Suddenly, someone's phone rang.

Oh my gosh! It was Alex's!

She picked up the phone. "What now, Beantown?"

Beantown?

"....Yes, I'm with Blitz....I'm in a sewing class.....Wait. WHAT?! WE WON?"

Alex jumped from her seat. I looked toward Blitzen to see if he'd stop Alex, but he just ran over to her. "Alex, we won?"

"Yes!" Alex yelled and started dancing around.

Blitzen turned to the class. "You are all dismissed early, your homework is to study any knitting and sewing books or websites."

And that's how I met Alex Fierro and Blitzen.

Comment if you have any OCs you want me to do next! Please >:3