Karkat couldn't say he was surprised, this happened all of the time.

Around the same time every year, him and his family move to new place, due to 'reasons' that his father wouldn't tell him. It's not like he cared...he never made friends easily and liked to keep to himself.

New school, new town, and new people. It was normal. He was sure his father cared, and normally his older brother wouldn't...but at the last town he had been in a relationship, so this one was hard for him. Karkat acted like he didn't care about their feelings, but he really did, and he hated to see his brother so torn up about this...well...the past is in the past, and now he had a new school to get too.

He stood in front of a big high school, it was much bigger than any of the other schools he's been too.

"oh well..." He whispered to himself as he began to walk into the building. "I'll be long gone from this place by next year anyway..."

He made it to his first class just on time and sat down in a random seat, immediately dropping his head to the desk. He was so done with this, but he knew he would just have to suck it up.

When the teacher finally got up out of his desk, he got right to it, calling role on the first day, and apparently he made it a habit to call role alphabetically, but backwards...weird...

"Karkat Vantas...? Karkat's name was one of the fist to be called.

"I'm here..." He mumbled still with his face on his desk.

After a few names he began to drift off, not falling asleep, but not paying attention to anything. He heard a name get called but he didn't put it together in his head, all he heard was the smug voice that replied afterwards. He rose his eyebrow and lifted his head to look at the face of this person, and he didn't like what he saw.

A douch.

A complete asshole with shades on his face, indoors, at school. He gave the kid a sceptical look. The kid saw him and smirked at him. Karkat immediately turned his head and dropped it back on his desk. Damn, that kid was an asshole! The second they made eye contact he knew that he absolutely, with no doubt, hates him.

Second period went by slowly and painfully, there were a couple of strange people in there, including the teacher who literally didn't do anything and this weird kid with a skinny face and 3D glasses...weird...but he didn't seem too bad, just quiet.

Then there was third period, then fourth. This was going to last forever...

Finally he was out for lunch...at least he got a small break from all of these screaming teenagers. He normally didn't eat school food because...well who would? He figured that he would just go outside. Once he left he sat against the wall of the school in this hidden little pocket of the school.

"sweet, privacy corner...got it." He mumbled to himself.

He spent the whole lunch hour just sitting there on the concrete ground, thinking about how the rest of the day might be.

After lunch had ended and he had shoved his way through a bunch of crazy teenagers, he went to his fifth period class. This class seemed normal, the teacher was funny and the kids didn't seem like dicks, so that was a huge plus. Fast forward to sixth period, then finally seventh. When he walked into his class who did he see other then then 'him', the so called "cool kid" with his shirt shades and smug face. Karkat gave him a harsh glare and sat down. Throughout the whole period he felt the kids gaze on him more than once, which caused Karkat to growl to himself. Then the bell finally rang. End of the day. He was about to leave but an arm suddenly blocked his path from walking any further. He had to look up to see who the I person was, due to his size, and when he did he did not like what he saw.

"hey~" the "cool kid" said with a cocky face.

"my name is Dave." He smirked slightly, looking down at Karkat. "Dave Strider."