A/N-hi, i just had a cute idea ~I DO NOT OWN HOMESTUCK OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS, HOMESTUCK AND THE CHARACTERS BELONG TO ANDREW HUSSIE~

This was it. This was Roxy's new home. She made all those friends back in New York, just to leave them to go live in Washington? She never understood her mother's job, but she sure as Hell hated it.

The teenage girl carried a box up the steps to her new house. It was grey, just like the sky and how she felt.

"Oh, Roxy~!" her half-drunk mother called "Get settled in, you're going to school on Monday!"

Great, just what she wanted. To go to school two days after they moved to this gloomy place. But, she had to admit, the landscape was beautiful.

Roxy entered her new house, wood floors creaking under her feet. 'Might as well go find my room and unpack.' She thought to herself and trekked up the stairs. Roxy came to the end of a hallway and saw boxes upon boxes, stacked up to the ceiling in a fairly large room. That room, was going to soon be hers. Her mom walked up behind her, holding a pink suitcase, setting it by her daughter's feet, "Go unpack , sweetheart. Time is being wasted. I want you to be prepared for class."

"Yeah, I know. I'm just.. yeah, I'll unpack." Roxy dragged her belongings behind her and started organizing her room.

This, is going to be a long, long night.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

Roxy lifted her head from her pillow, "Huh? Oh frick!" She jumped out of her bed, wide awake, slamming the off button on her alarm clock. How could it already be Monday? She brushed out her hair and pulled on some clothes, a white long sleeve , white skirt with black tights underneath, topped off with her favorite scarf. Taking two stairs at a time, she glided downstairs for breakfast, entering the kitchen, the smell of pancakes hit her in the face.

"Morning mom." Roxy grabbed a plate and picked two of the breakfast items up with a fork.

Her guardian was sitting at the table, sipping a glass of coffee-possibly mixed with a bit of gin, "Good morning, ready for your first day?"

"Meh, I would rather stay here."

"Sorry to burst your bubble ,but, you have to go today, I have work."

Roxy sighed and ate her pancakes.

"Now, make a lot of friends today." Roxy's mother said as she pulled up to the school in her silver car.

Roxy unbuckled and pulled her purse off the car floor, "I'm not two, I'm in high school mom. I'll be fine."

"Well then, have fun. Have a magnificent day."

"yeah, you too," Roxy opened the door and stepped out before closing the door and said "bye, mom."

Loud laughter and footsteps flooded Roxy's ears as she walked to her first class, occasionally scanning doors for their numbers.234..235…ah! 236, first period. The small blonde girl slowly walked into the room, glancing over other students faces, looking for the teacher. And of course, he was sitting at his desk… in the back of the class. She carefully strolled to his desk," Uh, hey, I'm your new student, Roxy Lalonde."

"Oh, hello there." The stout man smiled up at her from his work, "Please be seated by Jane Crocker. Jane? Please raise your hand."

A girl looked up from her notes and waved back in the direction of Roxy ,"Hi! I'm Jane!"

She was a bit heavy set, but not ugly, her hair was short and she had bright blue eyes, almost as blue as the sky.

"Hi, names Roxy."

" So, where'd you move from?"

"New York."

"Wow, that's very far away."

"Yeah."

"Well if you want, you can hang out with me at lunch and break. I'm sure my friends wouldn't mind.''

"Uh, yeah, why the f** k not."

"Great! You're going to love Dirk, he's really smart and makes robot parts, and Jake, well, Jake is a bit of an 'adventurer'-well, that's what he calls himself." Jane went on and on, but the more she spoke about Dirk, the more Roxy's curiosity peaked. Who was this infamous 'Dirk Strider?'