Depressed!Jade x Karkat: Chapter One
This, in fact, is my first fanfiction for Homestuck. So keep that in mind for reviews :|
If you don't ship the two or something, then don't read it, simple. If you DO ship it, and you're interested, ENJOY~
Not a single speck of blue sky nor bright sunlight could be seen through the eternally stretching dark gray clouds that left the city in a dark gloomy tone. The same went for the simple yet extraordinary girl, Jade Harley, who hadn't seen through the clouds for as long as she could remember. And every day that stretched on, the gloominess set in even deeper, ruining who she was and used to be.
It was another day of school. Jade sits in her assigned seat in her homeroom class period, eyes glazed over in lack of sleep, hair in the usual messy look. Today of course, she had to present the project that she'd been assigned a week ago.
It was on a presentation, and she was prepared for it. But yet she wasn't. So much anxiety built up in her stomach as tension continued, and she waited for the teacher to call her up. "Jade, your turn." Ms. June said plainly, her voice showing the obvious disinterest of being there, almost as if she was one of the students just wanting to go home.
Jade slowly got out of her chair, smoothing down her long button-down skirt and her T-shirt, forcing herself to walk up to the front of the class. A few seconds went by and the teacher's expression contorted into a confused look. "Umm Miss Harley, I cant find the file you sent. Are you sure you sent it?" She sighs.
"Um, I'm pretty sure I sent it through email... Ms. June..." Jade felt herself getting stressed and worried. 'I can't afford another bad grade!' She scolds herself in her mind quietly, keeping her outside features quite plain and tired.
"No I can't find it.. You'll just have to take a missing grade for it. Go ahead and sit down."
Jade dragged her feet along to her desk and plopped down as a few kids in her peripheral vision snickered. Just at thesound of the students laughing at her, the anxiety kicked back in. A million thoughts raced through her brain as she scolded herself once again for probably screwing up and forgetting to send the damned project file.
This was all her fault. Again. But she was slowly starting to just simply not care anymore.
