So, this is my first fanfiction that I have really stuck with and developed some real plot for, so sorry if it's not amazing.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the characters. All characters belong to Andrew Hussie, creator of Homestuck and ender of our social lives.
Chapter 1
"Are you ready for your first day of school Kanaya?" Porrim asked as she made pancakes for her little sister.
"Yeah I suppose. It's just going to be like every other year. How long will I last this time? A semester? A month? Or will I break last year's record of a week?" Kanaya responded, trying not to let too much sarcasm drip from her words.
Porrim turned around from the stove to face her. She was really pretty. Tall, elegant, just the right size, flowing caramel hair. Everything Kanaya hoped to be and would never achieve. "Kanaya, stop. I know I have had a few… 'complications' over the past few years—"
"Complications? That's an understatement. You haven't lasted more than 6 months at a single job because of your drinking episodes!"
Porrim looked slightly annoyed at the comment, but brushed it off regardless. "Anyway, this time will be different. I am going to try really hard to get a stable job and do everything in my power to stay here for a long time." She says as she brings the pancakes over to Kanaya.
Kanaya perked up at the food, but even more at her sister's remark. "Really? Are you serious?"
Porrim smiled, happy to see her sister smiling. It was so hard to get her to do so lately. "Of course. But, only of you promise that you will try to make some friends? Please?"
"Yes. I will try." Kanaya glances at the clock and gasps. "I'm going to be late! Bye!" Kanaya hugs Porrim, grabs her last pancake, and runs out the door.
Kanaya walks up to the doors of Alternia High School and sighed. She lived close to the school, so she would walk every day, even though she could drive. She looked down at her black shirt and long skirt and prayed that this was in fashion at this school, even though she knew it was fashionable enough. She loved fashion. Running her fingers through her short black hair, she walked in through the front doors.
Everyone was greeting each other, asking one another about their summer, their latest crush and whatnot. She kept an eye out for any potential friends. All these kids either looked like middle schoolers, super popular, or super nerdy. Nobody that would like to hang out with a girl who wears green lipstick and red skirts. Geez, now I feel like some sort of Christmas tree, She thought as she made her way to her first class, Physics. Looking at her school map like she was some sort of tourist, she ended up bumping into something white and lavender and saw a book drop on the floor.
"Ah! My books!" The other girl exclaimed.
"I am so sorry. I didn't see you. I was trying to find my way to physics. Are you alright?" Kanaya asked as she bent down to pick the books up and give them back to the girl.
The girl looked at Kanaya. She was pretty. Blonde hair, black headband, black lipstick, and lavender eyes. Clearly this girl was into colored contacts. She liked that. "Yeah I'm fine. What did you say your first class was?" The blonde asked as she took her books back.
Kanaya snapped back into reality. "Uh… um… oh. Physics."
"Okay. Walk down the hall, swing a left. It should be the first few doors on your right." She explained then quickly continued on her path.
"Th-thank you!" Kanaya yelled, but the other girl didn't seem to hear. Kanaya hurried to her physics class, thinking constantly about that girl.
Her first few classes weren't very exciting. It was all 'mandatory' first day stuff. Name, something about yourself, something you want to learn this year, etc. None of her teachers so far had said her name right, always pronouncing it like 'can-Aya', but she was used to it. Very few managed to pronounce her name correctly on the first try. Kanaya rushed to the lunchroom, grabbed some pizza for lunch, then started the ever annoying quest of where to sit. This is a good opportunity to make a friend or two she told herself. No one seemed to stand out as she scanned the tables. She was almost out of tables to look at when- wait. There she is. The girl from before whose books she knocked down. Is it socially acceptable here to just walk up and ask to sit down? No, she looked way to popular to hang out with. Maybe another time. For today, she sat by herself and read a book.
After lunch was over, she made her way to her final class, Pre-calculus. She walked through the door, then hurried to try and find her seat. This teacher seemed to be one of those who assigned seats from day one. She looked at every desk for her name, getting more and more worried when she didn't find it. She eventually found her name next to some girl named 'Rose Lalonde'. That's a pretty name Kanaya thought. She shuffled a few papers around, looked up, and her breath caught. There she was. The same girl she kept seeing. Not next to me, not next to me, anywhere but next to me. But there she was, sauntering towards the desk labeled 'Rose'. She sat down and looked at Kanaya.
"Hey, you're the girl from earlier right?" Rose asked with curiosity. "Hi, I'm Rose Lalonde. I'm a junior here. Judging on the classes you seem to take, I'm assuming you're a junior too?"
"Uh… no. I'm actually a sophomore. Physics and Pre-Calculus are the only classes I take that aren't my grade level. Well, Minus AP classes, but those are technically only for my grade level anyway."
Rose let out a whistle and sat back in her chair. "Wow, you must be pretty smart. Well, Kanaya, I hope I find us in more classes together tomorrow. Elective wise I mean."
Kanaya stuttered. "H-how do you kn-know my name?"
Rose smiled. "I can read minds." She put her index finger to her temple and laughed. "Actually, your name is written on her desk."
Kanaya mentally face palmed. Of course. "Wait, you said my name right."
Rose looked at Kanaya with those big lavender eyes puzzlingly. "Well, of course. It seemed the only logical way to say it. How do most people say it?"
"Kind of like 'can-Aya'. I just get used to it because it's a regular thing for me. You are the first person to pronounce my name correctly on the first try." Oh yeah. Kanaya could tell she was going to like this girl.
"Oh. Well, Kanaya, that's terrible. Definitely something I can't relate to. We should-" Rose was cut off as the bell rang and class started.
After what seemed like hours with a teacher Kanaya could tell would be boring all year long, the final bell rang at last. She quickly gathered her things and started heading down the hall. She could hear footsteps running to catch up with her.
"Hey! Wait up Kanaya!" Gosh, she loved the way she said her name. Something about it seemed different than when anyone else said it. Rose fell into step with her. "How far are you from school?"
"Actually, I live a couple streets down from the school."
"Me too! We can walk together!" This seemed to be more of a statement than a request, so Kanaya didn't object. Rose started talking about how her day went and her teachers and whatnot. Kanaya wasn't particularly listening to the words she was saying, more just her voice. She snapped out of her trance when Rose paused.
"Huh? Sorry, what did you say?" Kanaya blushed. Great first day impression Kanaya.
Rose chuckled. "I asked if you had a cell phone. Y'know, so we can text each other."
"Oh. Yeah I do." She gave the blonde her number. "This is my house here. Sorry if your house isn't near here."
"Actually, my house is a few houses down from here. That's cool, that we live so close to each other. Well, see ya Kanaya!" Rose waved and walked off.
"Goodbye!" Wow. Kanaya had not only managed her first day at a new school, she may have made a friend in the process. She smiled and walked into her house.