MSHS ---HumanstuckAU

by Kurino

You just walk in, half glad, half upset that school was back and the weekend, though short, was over. Now, who is calling your name again..? Rated T for mild use [well, except for Karkat, you know] of profanities. May include some kissing, depending on who we're talking about. NOTE: This is a reader insert, as I have noticed that there are quite few here on FanFiction.

1. Take your pick

HUMANSTUCK AU - ReaderXHomestuck

A.N: Alright, before anyone demands me to spew out more chapters, or make requests/beg for me to write for a character, I already have a pre-decided order in which to do each character. I will be doing all of the trolls, save for the ancestors, unless people ask for me to write for one, and I will be doing both the Alpha and Beta kids. If you're all good, maybe there will be THEATER!Karkat [Or, more known as BROADWAY!Karkat, but, since this is a school setting, it'll be theater.]

Enjoy~!

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Sighing, you walk into your school, MSHS. As you open the large double-doors, a sudden gust of cool wind hits you and you sigh happily. Well, as much as school was needed (and boring, you add), what makes up for that is your good friends. Sure, they are just a little strange, but personality is personality, and mannerisms are mannerisms. As you shift your backpack for more comfort, you scan the hall, not seeing any of your friends.

You pass the library, along with the science wing, computer lab, courtyard, and several other parts of the school. Though it was nice to be back and all, you did wish that the weekends were just a tad bit—well, alright…-much longer. Perhaps this week would roll by quickly…unlike the others so far.

'Funny,' you thought, 'usually, at least one of them would have said something by now…' Passively shrugging and continuing down the halls and through crowds of students, you finally reach your locker. Well, at least, it seems, that today is turning out quiet.

Yes, that's just what you needed. A nice, peaceful morning. Nothing hectic—no loud interruptions, no silly games, nothing. Just peace, quiet, and tranquility. Then again, where's the fun to that? Exactly. You fiddle with the lock, like always, cracking the code (you always thought that that made it seem somewhat cooler) and opening up the metal storage unit.

You remove your backpack, opening it up and grabbing things that you don't need and placing them inside the said locker. Why carry it around if you don't need it? After several trips of moving your belongings, you freeze. Did someone…just say your name?

"(Name)?" You turn around.