Okay, so here's some info about me. I have long black hair, that's past the back of my knees, and I have pink highlights. My eyes are a really bright pink. I'm royalty-well, almost. My mom kept me inside the mansion for most of my life. I do have a few that are really special to me. Tavros and Karkat are my close friends, but my best friend forever is Nepeta Leijon. One day Nepeta forgot about something she was cooking while she was on her computer. When she realized it, she dropped her computer and ran to the kitchen. I picked it up for her and saw some strange chat-room called 'Pesterchum.' She had been telling me about it for awhile, so I got really curious. I closed her computer and went up to my room. I created one for myself, but I had no idea what to do. I just clicked around and found only one other person on. I clicked on it.
- HairtasticallyHeartfelt [HH] began pestering calignousAquarium [CA] - (my quirk i=! s=$)
HH: Um, h!, who !$ th!$?
CA: wwho wwants to knoww?
HH: My name !$ !zulo Ba$cara
CA: wwell, I'm Eridan Ampora
CA: so, i don't think i'vve seen you here before
HH: ! ju$t created my account today
HH: How long have you been on here?
CA: a wwhile
HH: $uch a de$cr!pt!ve an$wer
CA: wwhatevver
CA: wwhats up wwith your computer?
HH: What do you mean?
CA: i mean your letters are kinda fucked up.
HH: Oh, that
HH: My cat jumped on my laptop when ! wa$n't home one day and dec!ded to try to k!ll !t.
HH: $he r!pped off the s, and i
HH: What$ w!th you and your two v'$ and w'$?
CA: if she ripped off those keys, then howw did you just type them?
CA: and same for me, cept mine just fell on somefin hard.
HH: ! cop!ed and pa$ted, duh.
HH: !'m not gonna do that every $!ngle t!me ju$t $o people won't have to th!nk about what ! $a!d
HH: !t g!ve$ them an extra rea$on to pay attent!on
CA: good enough reason, i guess
HH: Thank you, hee hee :D
Nepeta comes up to my room. "Izupaw! It's time fur dinner! Hey, are you furinally on Pesterchum? Who are you pestering?" She scans my screen for a minute then gasps. "It's not good to talk to him, Izupaw!"
"Wait, why not? He seems pretty cool to me. He's really snarky too. He makes some fish puns like how you make cat puns."
"You can do whatefur you want, I guess. Just be down fur dinner in a few minutes, so it doesn't get cold." I nod, and she goes back downstairs. I look back to the screen to see that he hasn't stopped talking to me. It kinda makes me feel happy.
CA: wwhatevver
CA: hey, are you still there?
CA: Iz?
HH: Cute n!ckname, ! l!ke !t
HH: $orry, ! gotta go eat. Nepeta made $ome really good $t!r-fry for me
CA: wwait, you know Nep?
HH: Yeah, we're l!ke be$t fr!end$!
HH: $orry, ! really gotta go.
HH: !'ll talk to you tomorrow?
CA: yeah, shore, wwhatevver
- HairtasticallyHeartfelt [HH] ceased pestering calignousAquarium [CA] -
I go downstairs to find Nepeta putting our plates on the table. She's trying to put on a smile for me. I can't stand it. "Nepeta, I know you're faking the smile. I really wish you wouldn't. I want you to be straight with me, remember? If you really don't want me to talk to him, that's okay. I just need a few good reasons why I should."
She sits down and sighs. "I know him. His name is Eridan Ampora, and he's a bit strange."
"Coming from the girl who talks in third person and uses cat puns." She stares daggers at me. I put my hands up in defense. "Okay, sorry. You may continue."
"He's really a rich snob. He may just be being nice to you, to flirt with you. He has a thing for, um, well, he likes Feferi." She hears me growl.
"Well, that just means he has terrible taste." I can hang out with Feferi every once in a while, but I mostly dislike her. Technically, I'm a princess. If it weren't for her, I would be. Her mom had to go and steal my dad away three years ago. I blame her mom for my dad's death. A few months after they got married, he became really sick and passed away leaving her and her mom to inherit almost everything he owned. Her mom is really strict and scary too. It's not really Feferi's fault. It's just that when I see her, it makes me remember that he's gone. It was making me so mad, I decided to stop seeing her altogether. I finally got up the nerve and talked to her about it. She said whenever I would feel that way to tell her. "She's nice and all, but I'll have to end up going to their wedding. That means the evil stepmother gets to have even more limelight. Anymore ego, and her head is going to explode. I would love to see that."
"See, so it's really not good to get involved with him."
"*sigh* Nepeta, as long as I've known you, I know you will change your mind later on and put us on your little wall. I've watched enough romance movies with Karkat. I'm pretty sure I'll be able to tell what he's thinking, and be able to escape his pick-up lines quite easily." She finally agrees with that part at least, and that's the end of that little argument. "So, can you help me write my play tonight?" She looks at me confused. "Don't tell me you forgot!"
"Uh, no?"
"Good, then I guess you also remember that it's about a historical battle?" She nods her head. "Hah! I knew you were lying! It has nothing to do with history. I have to make a play about a tragic romance." We stay up for a little while thinking up ideas. We finally end up falling asleep on my floor after finally coming up with an amazing idea. We wake up to the smell of pancakes and an ache in our backs. "Race you!" We both run downstairs. She only won because she tripped at the end. I went back to help her and she pulled me down. "You are such a cheat Nepeta Leijon!"
"You're too helpful. I guess this is what being in love does to you."
"Oh, does someone have a little crush?"
"No, I don't. Just because I said he was cool and fun to talk to doesn't mean I love him." My mom gives me her 'I don't believe you, but I'll relent' look. "Seriously, Nepeta, I won't fall in love until I see him, and that's still a maybe." We eat with some friendly conversation until Nepeta screams. "OMG, Nepeta, what's wrong?"
She points at the clock on the stove. "We're going to be late, and Nepeta doesn't have any clothes. Nepeta has to call her dad. Nepeta wasn't supposed to spend the night." She starts panicking.
"Nepeta, chill. I have clothes, a ride, and you have a cell-phone. If my clothes don't fit, we'll call either Kanaya or Equius. You can call your dad while we're getting ready. I have a way to get there. See, everything is okay and ready. So, how about we race to see who can finish faster?" She looks at me and grins evilly.
"You're on." We race back up the stairs and get ready in five minutes. She calls her dad on the way out the door. "Okay, Izupaw, what's our ride?"
"The white or the black cat?" She gasps.
"Really?" I nod my head. "The black cat, then. It's a bit more conspicuous." A jet black limo pulls up, and we hop in.
"I told you my clothes would fit" She is wearing her blue hoodie with a cat face on the hood and a tail on the back. It's her emergency jacket that she leaves at my house. She's also wearing blue high-tops, an olive green T-shirt, blue finger-less gloves, and dark green skinny jeans. I'm wearing a hot-pink, long-sleeve T-shirt, a black crop-top with my name cut out, light pink shorts, black lace tights, hot-pink converse, and a pink and purple rose hair-clip. "Goodness, I'm so cold."
"You're jacket's in your locker, isn't it?" I nod my head sheepishly. "I don't know why you never take it home."
"Not to sound conceited, but I love showing off my clothes. Kanaya does too. They're all made by her. She even designs my backpacks. It's worth it, they're all so awesome! Besides, it's always warmer at the end of the day. I forget it in my locker, and then I don't care because I get to show my clothes off." The limo pulls up to the school, and we get out.
"Miss Bascara, will I need to pick you up at the same time today?"
"No, I have club today. Thank you, though." We walk into school, but Nepeta is hiding behind me. As usual, people are staring at us. Most of the stares are hateful glares. I just flip my hair and smirk. "It's not our fault we're pretty. You don't need to stare." I hear a guy whistle, and I blow a kiss in that general direction. We finally get to our lockers and bust out laughing.
"That was as fun as always, Izupaw!"
"I know! You should spend the night over more often. I know you have a bunch of stuff to do at home, but it would still be fun to have you visit more. We could make awesome comments at snarky be-otches every morning." We get the stuff from our lockers-they are right next to each other, that's how we became friends-and leave for our separate classes. "See ya later, Nepeta." She waves good bye and runs over to talk to Equius before classes start. This is the start of my loneliness. I know it's wrong to always want her or someone else around me, but I just do. I can't stand when there's no one around. That's when the bullying or terrible things happen. Thankfully, they don't come to me today. I go to my first class, Literature. When I walk into the room, I see this guy look up at me and stare for a bit before lowering his face again. He has black hair with a purple streak in it, hipster glasses, a blue-ish purple-ish scarf, a black T-shirt with some band name on it, blue and black striped pants, and purple shoes. Aside from his slightly weird attire that looks like it cost a fortune, I can tell by one look what he is. He's a swimmer. It makes me blush a bit seeing how tight his shirt is. He looks up again and smirks at me. I just fling my hair at him and take my seat. Our class has assigned seats, which is usually pretty cool, until today. Usually the seat next to me is open. It's just my luck that Mr. first-I-stare-at-you-then-smirk-like-a-jerk-(hey that rhymes)when-you-look-at-me sits in that particular chair. "Oh, great." I sigh and lay my head down on the desk. Most of the time the teacher doesn't get here until halfway through class. Literature is a breeze for me, so I usually do the homework she gives us on the board in less than a minute. I do my work then begin to work on one of my drawings. My mom needs a new design for her fashion line. She gives me prototypes of all her newest pieces and tells me the theme and other stuff about the collection. This time her fabrics were really soft and flowing with lots of designing and detail, and the theme was 'Oceanic Butterflies.' So far, I've been working on a butterfly with blue colors, shimmer, and some bubbles around it and on it. While I'm working, I drop my eraser. I don't notice until I need it. I start looking around on my desk and see it on the floor. I reach down to grab it, but Mr. Smirk-Jerk decides to snatch it up. I glare at him, he stands up, bows, and hands me my eraser while kissing my hand. Of course, now I am extremely flustered, and I rip my hand away. "J-just who do you think you are!?" He leans up his head and smirks. God, that smirk is going to undo me.
"I am your new Pesterchum acquaintance, Eridan Ampora."