Disclaimer: Me no own Homestuck. Me just the story, no characters

A/N: Ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok. Here's try two. The story will be the same. It will just have shorter chapters and go a lot slower. I'm so sorry I haven't updated but I've been really busy lately with school and all. Also, my computer the school gave me now allows this damned website. Yay! Soooooo I can write on here and upload quicker. Um, what else needed to be written here... Oh that's right! I've been working on this and another story just haven't published them so yeah. The two stories are somewhat connected but you don't need to have both, just thought I'd put that out there. It's a JohnKat so if you like that then there you go. Not great but whatever. Thankyou for your wonderful reviews! They actually helped me continue with it just differently, knowing me without them I probably would have just forgot all about this good idea of a story. So thank you so much and sorry for the long author's note but it was needed in my opinion. Bye! }:)

Chapter One: The First Day of School Starts

Be Tavrosa

I have never been to a school like this. It's just so big. I were told it has about 2,500 students. Although I have been in high school for two years now, this is my first year hear, my first day here to be exact. I was so nervous that I couldn't mover my wheel chair. Yep. I am in a wheel chair; I prefer, though, to call it a four-wheeled device.I thought about how I got to this position of needing a wheel chair, new school, new home...

Over the summer I got in an accident. Well, to be more precise, I were pushed off my patio that was attached to the apartment I lived in on the third floor. I was pushed by a girl named Vriska. She had always been a bit of a bitch, well spider bitch, but I decided to befriend her anyway. The we were in a play together and acting out our parts. The play was a wonderful production of "Peter Pan" my favorite story ever, and you were the main character Peter Pan himself! Even though I was a girl, the conductor loved my way of acting and thought I would be perfect, while Vriska was Captain Hook. The we were acting out a scene and ended up on the patio...

"Taaaaaaaav! I just came up with a wicked idea," Vriska had said smiling

"Oh? Uh, what is it?" I asked, something about her tone worried me a little.

"Well, you are Peter Pan… riiiiiiiight?" she asked. Uh oh, I thought, this can't be good.

"Uh… yeah?" I said with a slight question in my voice.

"Then you can fly right?" She asked with a wicked grin now.

"Well, uh, not really," you say slowly.

"But Peter Pan can fly," she said, "and your Peter Pan aren't you, you just said you were not eight minutes ago."

"I, um, wish! But, err, only in the, uh, p-play," I stuttered out. I always stutter when I'm nervous and now I'm really nervous of her. Where ever she's going with this train of thought can't possibly be good.

"Oh, I don't know," she said walking closer to you, "I think you should try!" and with that she pushed me off the ledge and ran, laughing.

The fall seemed to last forever, the next thing I remembered was waking up in the hospital with a doctor next to me, informing me of my paralyzed legs. Tears formed in my eyes. I would be able to do anything anymore. No more Peter Pan, no more acting, no more walking, or skipping or running or dancing. Never would I be able to dance at prom. Never would you be able to march in band. Never. Now you were just an unconfident cripple that no one could love.

I came back to the present and took the schedule from my bag, on it, it reads,

Period: Teacher: Subject: Room:

1 English, Jake Honors English grade 11 203

2 Crocker, Jane Cooking 115

3 Vantez, Kankri Honors Social Studies grade 11 E-103

4 Strider, Dirk Algebra 3-4 E-201

5 Peixes, Meenah Biology 2 E-202

6 Lalonde, Roxy Choir M-104

I had no idea where these classrooms were located and I would need some help finding them. Then the bell rang indicating in was time to head to class. I asked a teacher where my class was. She told me in the front of the main building and up the stairs. She also told me the elevator was right next to the stairs and I thanked her.

The class was precisely where she said it was. When I had almost made it to the door of the classroom the music turned on, on the speakers making me jump a little. I wasn't expecting that but it was cool. I figured it must be telling me that I need to hurry to class. Sure enough when it stopped the bell rang, after I had entered English.

I thought it was funny that my English teacher's name was Mr. English and he had an English accent. Everything about him is English, I thought as I chucked to myself. Today's lesson wasn't much. All Mr. English had the class do was talk about the class room expectations. Pretty average stuff, he mentioned what the criterion for his class was and he gave me the first book we were going to study; The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins. I had already read the book before and enjoyed it. I was looking forward to what he was going to do with it and wondered why he chose it.

At the end of first period the class was allowed five minutes of social time. The girl next to you introduced herself,

"Hey, I'm Aradia, what's your name?" she asked with a friendly smile.

She had long black hair that looked really messy, wore a black shirt with a red Aries symbol on it, a tattered skirt, white socks that showed well because of her Mary Jane shoes. She looked a bit odd to me but who was I to judge with my four-wheeled-device?

"Tavrosa," I said shyly.

I chatted with her a bit and found out the we had social studies and biology together as well as English. She also had gone to this school her whole high school career her at Kent Skaia High School. She offered to show me around and help me find my classes. I graciously accepted and the we started becoming friends. Maybe this year won't be too bad, I thought to myself as the girl next to me talked.