Chapter 1: No Longer The Loser
Sup guys? This is my new fic and I hope you guys enjoy it!
Summary: Gamzee was the town orphan who suffered throughout his childhood. He was adopted by Kurloz Makara who turned his life around and now Gamzee is a famous singer and dancer. However he now has to attend highschool and the school he chooses is where all those who bullied him attend. Revenge is on his mind. Can love open his eyes or is he too far gone?
Pairings: Karkat/Gamzee, Kurloz/Gamzee, Eridan/Sollux, John/Dave, onesided Caliborn/Gamzee.
Warnings: Language, Abuse, Violence, Sex, Drugs, Alcohol, Attempted Suicide, Possible Character(s) Deaths, and lots of yaoi.
Disclaimer: Homestuck belongs to Andrew Hussie. Thank you sir for this wonderful fandom.
Rumors had gone through the school before a day had even gone by. Gamzee Makara was going to attend their highschool!
Gamzee Makara was a famous teen singer and dancer who was moving to the vacant house that use to be an orphanage. He had gained fame when it was announced he had been adopted by multi-millionaire Kurloz Makara had adopted him 8 years ago.
The millionaire hadn't spoken of where Gamzee had been adopted from or why he had adopted the misfit boy.
The boy was kept in the spotlight for years achieving more than a mere child could ever hope for. The boy was raised in a splendid home and had grown up with a talent for music and dancing.
He became famous when he debuted I'm Just Your Problem* when he was 14 years old. He had never discussed the song's meaning or anything.
Now this famous teen was going to attend public school in a small town called Derse. Unknown to anyone but Kurloz and Gamzee, that was the town Gamzee had been adopted from.
8 Years ago no one had noticed the street rat kid who was severely beaten by other kids his age and struggled day to day trying to live. Kurloz had come across the boy when he had come into the town on the way to a CEO meeting for his company.
The child lived in the old orphanage alone and had pratically raised himself. He couldn't speak very well when Kurloz had first spoken to the child, but once he had been adopted, the boy had learned to speak several languages within a two month period.
The boy thrived on the attention of his new father and he did everything he could to please Kurloz. It was obvious that the boy had grown up with no one who had even glanced at the child with love.
The child grew learning everything he could and Kurloz was proud to say his son was as smart as a college graduate, but the law stated Gamzee must graduate from a high school in order to attend college.
So, he allowed the boy to choose a school to attend and was slightly surprised by the boy's choice for Alternia High.
He allowed on one condition. If anyone tried to dig into his past or hurt him, Gamzee would be withdrawn and sent to a private school.
Gamzee agreed to the terms and now he was standing before his father with several suitecases nearby.
Gamzee was dressed in a pair of black skinny jeans with a light red shirt with several bracelets around his wrists. Dark red converse shoes were neatly tied and his hair was pulled back into a high ponytail while his bangs hung in his face.
The boy had gotten several ear piercings over the years and Kurloz smiled remembering his luck of finding the boy that fateful day.
"Are you about this, Kit?" Gamzee smiled at the nickname and he nodded his head. "Alright, I expect a phone call by tomorrow evening."
"Yes, father." and with that, Gamzee kissed his father's cheek and picked up his suitecases going out to one of the Mercedes.
Gamzee put the suitecases in the trunk and climbed into the driver seat before he started up the car and he drove away from his home.
After 3 and 1/2 hours of driving, Gamzee pulled up to the house he would call home until next year. He looked at the white building surprised at the new design.
/At least it isn't green anymore./ Gamzee shuts off the car and takes his suitecases inside of the house. He uses his key and opens the front door and he looks around the nicely furnished house.
Gamzee smiles seeing his guitar that was sitting on a stand near the amp.
"Motherfucking sweet!" he chirped and he took his suitecases upstairs before he came back down. He gently picked the guitar up and strung the strings enjoying the sound it made.
He puts it back down and notices that there was a photo of Kurloz and him when he was first adopted. A small graces his lips as he remembers that day.
He had never been so happy to finally have a home, a family. Somewhere he could return to where he was accepted.
There was a large couch that was settled in the room slightly slanted with a large screen TV mounted on the wall. A bookshelf was to the left of the room near the window while a coffee table was near the other side of the couch.
A purple shaded lamp was placed on the small table and he feels content here. He would have to thank his dad for remodeling the place for him.
A small gasp left his lips as he remembered he needed to get Sober from the petshop. He probably missed his tank.
Sober was Gamzee's 9 foot boa constrictor that he got a few years ago. Sober was dropped at the nearby petshop yesterday so he wouldn't be in the house alone.
Gamzee locks up his house and gets into his Mercedes and backed out of the paved driveway. He drove down the street into the town.
His windows were tinted black so no one could look into his car. His car was a dark purple and was a gift when he got his lincense.
He pulled up in front of the petshop and grinned seeing all the people who gawked at his car gossiping about it.
He pulled out his sunglasses and slides them onto his face smiling at himself before he climbed out of his car shutting the door behind him.
The car beeps as he automatically locks the door and he heads into the petshop looking over at the register.
"Can I help you?" yawns the girl at the register. Gamzee takes in her appearence and is slightly displeased.
She's around his age with long black hair wearing the blue uniform. Her glasses were perched on her nose and her mismatched eyes look at him with disinterest and annoyence. He looks at her name-tag sneering at it as if it was garbage.
"I'm here for my snake." he states simply and walks past her, making her gasp angrigly.
He goes over to the tank ignoring the several sqealing birds and he smiles seeing his Sober slithering in a large tank. He reaches into the tank and grins as his boa slithering up his arm.
"Missed me, Sober?" he grins and pets the snake gently getting a small hiss in return. "Thought so."
He adjusted the snake onto his shoulders and walked to the girl smirking at her angry expression.
"You need to return that snake." she states angrigly as her hands go to her hips. "That's a prized animal."
"I know, he's mine." he smirks at her and lowers his sunglasses. "Sober here is Makara property."
She looks at him stupidly before her eyes widen and a sneer graces her blue painted lips.
"Yeah right." the girl states looking at him like he was scum which made anger bubble in Gamzee's chest. "That snake is worth not even a penny."
Gamzee's hand has her shirt in his hand before she can even blink. His eyes have harden.
"My Sober is worth more than you, you bitch." Gamzee states shoving her backwards and she tumbles into a few empty boxes. "You aren't worth a sparing glance."
He pushes his glasses back up and walks out of the store ignoring the girl's angry cry or the startled cries of people around him.
He looks at them all and they back away slightly. Gamzee opens the backseat down and slides Sober into the portable container sealing it.
He shuts the door before climbing into the driver's seat and driving away from the town. He returns to his house and takes Sober inside placing his precious snake into his large enclosure.
He watches smiling as Sober goes on the hunt for the live mice he had put in the cage and he goes to the other room flomping down on the couch.
/Better get some shut eye before tomorrow./ He thinks looking at the time and he smirks darkly. /Those punks will regret fucking with me. I'm not defenseless anymore./
And with that pleasing thought, the teen retires to his room after locking all the doors, windows, and turning his security system on.
End of Chapter One
* I'm Just Your Problem is original by Marceline from Adventure Time. There is a full band version. It's pretty cool.
Note: That's chapter one of my new fic! I hope you guys liked it!