You lay in your bed, staring at the ceiling on this midsummer day. Everything around the house had been so lazy. Kankri was on his Tumblr all morning, and probably still going strong. Your father was in his study, most likely working on something. It was a little strange to you that for the longest time, Miss Pyrope had been a frequent visitor of you father's. Neither you, Kankri, or her daughters knew why Pyrope continued to come over and disappear into his study with him. However, today he was alone.
You turn to your side and make a motion to grab your phone. That's when you hear a loud crash. Your heart pounds as you leap out of your bed and make a mad dash to the study downstairs. You want to see him, you want to see him, you need to see him! It is hard to breath, your running doesn't seem to be taking you anywhere, only endless stairs until finally a door appeared in front of you. This is not where the door to the study usually is, but it doesn't matter, you throw open the door. Your father is gone. Just his lonely study without a trace of him. Only broken glass from the window.
"Why are you telling me this." You sit on the bus with your best friend, Sollux Captor. He seems to be paying more attention to his phone.
"Um, wow, I tell you about this super emotional dream I have about my Dad who's been missing for four months, and you're on your phone. Wow Sollux, just wow." You growl with a roll of your eyes. With a sigh, Sollux puts his phone down and pushes his red and blue glasses up.
"You've been talking non-stop about this. Look, I get it. If one of my dads disappeared or got kidnapped, or whatever the hell happened, I would be upset too. But you should stop thinking about it so much. Besides, Latula and TZ's mom's helping in the search. Apparently she's the best policewoman in town, so there you go." His dark eyes returned to his phone screen. You sit slumped in your seat.
"You know, for a while I thought that Pyrope kept coming over because there was a thing between them, you know? But that's crazy, right?" Sollux shrugs at you. "I mean, my mom died when I was little, then his girlfriend was put in jail...I guess they broke up after that? I don't know. I guess he would be considered single." You ponder this aloud until the bus stops in front of the school. Sollux puts his phone away and looks to his brother in the front of the bus. Mituna Captor had long, messy, black hair that covered his eyes. He was sitting by himself with his head against the wall of the bus.
"I'm gonna walk with my Bro until we find Latula. We'll talk in CP." He got out of the seat and casually walked to his brother who greeted him with a large smile. No one let's you infront of them in the line to get off the bus, but your own brother.
"And that's what I think you should do about your situation." Kankri had most likely been talking Rufioh Nitram's ear off the entire bus ride about something. People should know better than to ask your brother for advice or ask him anything at all. Once off the bus, Rufioh gives an awkward smile and utters "Thanks" before going into the school.
"What was that all about?" You ask. Kankri fixes his brown hair and looks at you.
"I'm not at liberty to say." He then turned with a huff into the school.
On your way to homeroom, you are playfully tripped by Terezi Pyrope. You stumble and glare at her.
"Stop tripping me!" You say.
"How would I know where to put my foot? I'm blind, remember?" She cackles. With a glare you try to continue walking without her, however she follows behind.
"Oh, Karkat, you know I'm messing around. You're so adorable when you're all pissy." Terezi walks with her dragon head cane proudly next to you. "Isn't that one guy your dad now...you know the one who kept getting arrested for various forms of assault?"
"Jack's fine. I mean, he's my godfather , he's gotta have something good about him that made my dad trust him. And he's not my dad! He's just Jack. " you adjust your backpack straps as you speak. Terezi shrugged.
"Mom says she wouldn't trust him with a responsibility like this."
"The only thing he does is have his friends over and play poker. He goes out a lot with them, but that's hardly anything to worry about."
"Whatever, we'll talk later. Say hi to Dave for me." She gave a wicked smile and disappeared into her homeroom. You sigh from annoyance. The relationship you have with Terezi truly is a complicated one. She is a close friend, but you have strong feelings for her. Not to mention she is dating a friend of yours. You walk into your own homeroom and sit next to him.
"Terezi says hi." You grumble. Dave has a single earbud in, and appears to be drawing something.
"Cool." You can't believe this guy, Terezi sure knows how to pick them.
"We're hanging out tonight. Gonna build some dope pillow forts together. I mean, she's blind, but man can she make a good pillow fort. If the president wanted to trade the white house in for a colorful, awesome fucking pillow fort, all he'd have to do is call her up." Dave does not lift his eyes from his shitty drawings.
"Don't you work on Wednesdays?" You glare.
"Some chick is working my time for me. She asked if she could. I mean, I only got a job at Starbucks as a joke. I don't really need the money." He laughs and looks at you through his aviators. "Man, this comic would make Bro proud." The bell rang and Dave got up and grabbed his small backpack.
"Yo, Karkat, you should come over this weekend. John and me are hanging out ." You grumble out a "I'll see" and leave. You know you shouldn't be acting so hostile with Dave, since he never really knew of your feelings for Terezi. You consider the offer as you walk to your first period class which happens to be Language Arts.
The only person you are friends with in that class is Gamzee Makara. He is known to be a stoner. You bounce feelings off of eachother, and he is pretty much the most emotionally receptive of your friends. You yell at him a lot about various things, but he usually doesn't care. You sit next to him as the teacher readies herself for class. Gamzee looks at you with a grin.
"Hey, best friend."
"Hey Gamzee."
"You still havin' troubles with you-know-who?"
"I don't want to talk about it here."
"Bro, we should totally hang out tonight! "
