Hey, you guys! This is my first Homestuck fanfiction! Also to mention first fanfiction I've ever written. Now I might not be able to update for a while because 1. Finals, 2. I have a play coming up and it is The Little Mermaid, so yup! But, I'm going to do my best to keep up with the story and stuff so, yeah enjoy! ~ Author
Woke up that morning, as usual, my messy blonde hair, went straight to the bathroom. With out my shades, my sapphire red eye's reflected in the mirror in front of me. Yes, my eye's were, unusually unique, it's a gene thing that runs in the family. Like, my older brother Dirk, his are a fire orange, and I don't know Bro's, Dirk nor I have seen them, but I imagine them being like ours. I brushed my teeth, same as it's always been. I took a quick shower, brushed my hair and I went to my room, to get dressed for my first day of High School. I would be going to a "High class" school for "genius's" which was obviously full of bull. I'm pretty sure they accepted anyone with an 80 or above average on there grades. The school dress code, it was basically, a white dress shirt and black jeans or khakis, or with girls, a black skirt, but must be mid thigh, but also had the option of shorts. You were allowed one design on your shirt, only iron on's were accepted and could not be to "flashy", of course I took advantage of this opportunity and decided to have my signature record on it, and it was put on my right sleeve. After getting dressed I made some break fest for Dirk and I, Bro was asleep for he a midnight job of being a DJ. Dirk entered the living room, just as I was finishing up the eggs and toast. After we quickly ate we both got on the bus, he was a year older than me. We parted ways after entering, I sat with my child hood friend, Rose Lalonde, while my brother sat with her older sister, Roxy Lalonde, both Lalonde's were equally dangerous to be around, even if Roxy is drunk 3/4th of the time. When I sat next to Rose, I realized she was reading a book, of coarse, she always had a book with her, even on our vacations.
"Sup?" I said to her, just trying to casually make conversation.
'Hello Dave, you seem eager to seize the day, as always" she made the remark with sarcasm in her voice, as usual.
"What ever, so, what's your schedule?" I asked, trying to make actual conversation since she wouldn't get that damn book away from her face. Without taking her attention away from her book, she smoothly took her class schedule out of her purple and black book bag, and silently handed it to me. I searched through my bag looking for it, where was the damn thing? There it is, I grabbed it out of the bag and compared hers to mine.
"Hella sweet, you got 1, 5, and 7th period with me" she sighed, knowing she would have to put up with my bull another year. I sneered, but not in the snotty way, but in a way to tell her there was no escape from the Striders. When the bus arrive to the school, everyone shoved, while Rose and I decided to do the smart thing and wait till the end of the line, so no rush, hurry, shoving, or pushing. We finally got off the bus and walked to class together, I sat in the back, while Rose, being Rose, decided to sit the front to see every note the teacher would write. I sighed knowing and thinking, this will be the most hellish thing I've ever, experienced.
I sat in the back with my converse kicked up on the desk while I listened to my jam, and behind my shades, I focused on the master pieces that played. I peered one eye open, bell hasn't rang yet but the class was crowding in, and of course being a Strider, girls gossiped, giggled and awed at my looks and bad boy attitude. As the the tardy bell rang, I decided to take out my head phones and sit, normally, which didn't bother me, just wasn't as relaxed as I was a second ago. I scanned the around the room behind my shades, so no one would notice. Then my eye's fell upon her, she was fairly attractive for the nerd kind. Long jet-black hair, Toxic green eyes which hid behind a pair of round, thick glasses, a white blouse (All students had to wear a white dress shirt to school, doesn't matter if blouse or not) with an atom symbol on the left upper pocket. She wore a flowing, mid-thigh black skirt, which suit her, she had a bit of an over bite, but it was cute, adorable even. Who, exactly, was she?
"Harley? Jade Harley?" the teacher called out, as she took attendance. The girl spoke up and raised her hand, "Here, Ms. Losberry"
Jade... Jade Harley... I day dreamed on how lovely she looked and how swept away I was, I've never done this before...
"Strider? Dave Strider?" the teacher called, "Oh, here!" I called from the back of the room. Thank god I snapped out of it, what was wrong with me? No, Striders don't do this, play it cool and simple, don't let it happen, again.
Sup guys! Hope you liked it! I know it's a bit short, but I promise to make it larger if it grows! Please feel free to R&R! ~ Author