Your name is Nepeta Leijon, and oh man, you are looking forward to summer. It was already extremely hot, and you've had to ditch your usual jacket and boots for something a bit cooler. Of course, you'd never part with your hat. You kept that thing on no matter what the temperature. Currently, you sit in class, tapping your fingers on the desk and waiting for the bell to ring. You have the last period with two of your best friends in the world, and you were looking forward to that, too! You have a lot to look forward to as of late. You tend to stay positive about things anyway. You snap out of your thoughts, paying attention to the last of your teacher's lecture. She's saying something about an upcoming project, but she tells you all that you have to wait to find out exactly what that was. It's a partner project, too! She's probably assigning partners herself, as she always does, but that isn't a huge issue. You tend to get along with most of the students in the class, and you like meeting new people. The bell suddenly rings, and you bolt upright, scooping up your books as she dismisses you for your last class.
You hate gym with a burning passion. Sure, you're pretty good at sports, and you passed the class easily, but the people there are unbearable…well, all except two of them. They're your best friends in the world, and they help you through the uncomfortable moments in life.
You quickly deposit your things in your locker before high-tailing it to gym class, running into the girls' locker room. You throw on the purple and gray clothes. They hang baggy on your waist and arms, and you find yourself needing to tighten the shorts again. Terezi comes up behind you, basically cackling as she dumps all of her books on a bench. She clicks her tongue, her fingers sliding along the lock of her locker as she searches for the correct numbers to her combination. Terezi Pyrope is legally blind. She was born with it, so it doesn't bother her that much. She can see colors fine, though. She still wears those silly red-rimmed glasses with the pointed edges, and you find that extremely weird. You've told her that before but she just told you to piss-off. You're used to those bitter comments from her, so it didn't faze you much. She quickly slid out of her red shirt and jeans, replacing them with her gym uniform.
"C'mon, Nepeta, get that skinny ass of yours out to the gym," Terezi laughs, kicking your ankle, not enough to hurt you. You giggle, your blue sneakers scuffling across the tile in the locker room. You pull your hat lower over your face, as it tended to fall off. Equius had gotten it for you on your 10th birthday and you've worn it ever since. Your auburn hair falls gracefully over your eyes, but you counter it with a dramatic swoop of your hand, pushing it away. As soon as you open the door to the gym, you spot Equius talking with another girl who you recognize as Jade Harley. Her long black hair is messily tied into a bun, her green eyes wide as she listens to one of Equius's silly stories about his robots. When he spots you, he waves you over, smiling. He's wearing his glasses too. They're slightly cracked, but he'd never admit that. You got them for him on his birthday a few years ago, and he hasn't really taken them off since. He even had his father sign a form so he could wear them in school. That makes you happy, even if you'd rather see his eyes. If he tilts his head to look at you just right, you can make out the dark blue orbs. They really are pretty. You hop over to him, Terezi following after. She rests her pointed elbow on your shoulder, tilting her chin up and smirking at Equius.
"Hello, Nepeta," Equius says in his smooth voice, "Terezi," he adds, nodding at her.
"Hey, Equihiss!"You smile, waving.
"Er...please refrain from using your, uh, feline sobriquets on me," he says nervously, "I'd appreciate it."
"Oh, lighten up! There is nothing about a little pun that can pawsibly hurt you!"
"Nepeta," his voice is stern now, and you figure it'd be best to back off now.
"Fiiiine," you whine, sticking your tongue out. Terezi laughs and shakes her head, her red hair shifting with her movements. Your coach walks out with the rest of the guys, and soon after, a wave of about seven girls pours into the gym. Among them are Vriska, Feferi, and Rose. Feferi is the most athletic of the three. She's nice too. And pretty. You'd be lying if you said you didn't have a teensy girl crush on her, but you passed it off as nothing, since you were still young and questioning your whole existence as of late. You drag your friends to sit and do warm ups, sneaking a quick peek at Coach English. It's hard to deny how handsome he is, even if he is way older than you. Most of the girls in your school practically swoon over him, which you think is silly. That doesn't mean you don't do your fair share of gossiping over him.
You quickly exit the gym, half-dragging Terezi and Equius outside.
"Vriska's bitch is extra potent today," she makes a point to emphasize bitch. She knows it irritates Equius to no end.
"Pyrope..." the large male groaned.
"What?" She plays dumb, knowing exactly how to make him tick. It's a weird relationship that the two have. You watch them, thoroughly amused at the banter.
"Language." He says simply, watching as you run to the start of the track, and you can catch him screwing up his face in disgust as Terezi licks his cheek. You laugh as the shorter girl joins you on the track. Once everyone is lined up, Coach blows the whistle and you begin the run.
You like to run. It's calming. You run a lap every morning to shake off any sleep. Because of this, you're normally one of the first to finish your lap. Equius, even though he is very, very fit, almost too much, he is kinda slow. You suppose it has to do with his size and weight. That's okay. Terezi always finishes last, right in front of Rose, who could care less about athletics. After everyone's finished, you all disperse out to play whatever sport Coach decides. Today it's basketball. You sit around with Terezi and Rose, watching everyone else play. You all hate gym. It's too hot outside to do anything properly. You risk zeroes for the day.
"Okay, how about you, Purrezi? Flushed fur anypawdy?" You use "flushed" as a code word for "crushing on", since the topic is weird to explore.
"Fuck no!" She hisses, frowning. You know she likes someone, but since Rose is here, she refuses to say. She'll refuse to say even if the other girl wasn't around. Rose chuckles, smiling.
"Alright. Rose?" They've already asked you. You don't like anyone like that. But, just so you seemed normal, you answered John Egbert. He's kinda cute and really funny. Rose just giggled. She's one of John's best friends, but you know she won't tell. She's trustworthy.
"You know Kanaya from our English class, right?" She murmurs, and you can see a small blush on her cheeks, the corners of her black-painted lips twitching into a smile.
"Yeah! She's real pretty and smart!" You grin.
"I seem to have an attraction towards her," she states. You giggle.
"Awesome! That's so cool! I can totally see you two together!" You think romance is such a great thing. You want to be some kind of matchmaker. You think you're pretty good at it. Terezi smiles. She's taken to drawing with a rock on the floor, faint white streaks being left in the objects trace. You watch, intrigued. Despite her disability, she continues to pursue a love for art. She draws her zodiac sign, the puzzle-piece shape of the Libra. She smirks.
"How's it look, Leijon?"
"Great!" You grin, picking up a small rock and drawing with her. You waste the rest of the period away with doodles and silly conversations. When the bell rings, you depart, leaving your art behind and heading inside to get dressed and go home.