Your name is Karkat Vantas. You just moved to Maryland. You had to leave your girlfriend Terezi, your best friend Gamzee, and a few others in California. Right now it is August and school will start tomorrow. You are not thrilled because your parents made you apply to a private college prep school which you got a full scholarship to. You will be going into the nineth grade. Only fiftey kids are in each grade. It is late at night and you can hear the T.V. in the living room. Your parents seem to be watching some old mystery show. You lie awake thinking about your friends. You pull out your laptop to talk with them.

CG: HEY GAMZEE.

TC: HeY wHaT uP MoThErFuCkEr. IsN't It LiKe MiDnIgHt WhErE yOu ArE?

CG: I CAN'T SLEEP YOU KNOW THAT.

TC: YoU mAy WaNt To TrY hArDeR 'cUz DoN't YoU gOt ScHoOl ToMoRrOw?

CG: DON'T REMIND ME.

TC: WhY dOn'T yOu TaLk To YoUr GiRlFrIeNd AbOuT tHiS?

CG: YOU KNOW WE DIDN'T LEAVE ON THE NICEST OF TERMS ASSHOLE.

TC: YoU cOuLd StIlL TaLk.

CG: YEAH RIGHT. SHE HATES ME.

TC: I dOn'T tHiNk ShE sEeMeD aS mAd As YoU'rE lEtTiNg On MoThErFuCKeR.

You shut your laptop really quickly because you hear a knock on your door.

"Come in," you say in a tired, hoarse voice to throw off any indication that you are wide awake.

"I'm sorry did I wake you?" your mother asks completley unaware of your energy status.

"Sort of," you say trying to sound irriatated.

"I just wanted to see how you were doing."

"I am fine."

"Well good night then," she says as she closes the door.

"'Night," you say right before it closes.

You open your laptop to see that Gamzee has signed off. You take his advice and check up on Terezi.

CG: HEY.

CG: SO, UM, HOW HAVE YOU BEEN?

You knew she wasn't going to respond. She hates you especially after you told her that she was lame for hanging out with this Strider kid who was presumably the coollest kid at your old school. She through a fit and called you a jerk for being so protective of her and not letting her have any freedom. You made a huge mistake by saying that she was a stupid handicap that wouldn't know what a hipster was even if he kissed her. She called you a mutant bastard who rather screw Egbert than her. The worst part is she wasn't wrong. You were born with a genetic disorder that caused your eyes to be a really light brown that looked yellow. You also did have more feelings for some guys at your school than girls. Why must your life suck? So you lie awake in bed waiting for tomorrow.

Turns out you did dose of for a couple hours you guess. You wake up at five in the morning. The last time you checked it was two a.m. You hop in the shower and get dressed. You are surprised to see that it is only five thirty. You check your phone to see what time it is in California. Two thirty. Way to early for any of your friends to be up. Someone seems to be messaging you. That is weird it is two thirty in California.

AC: : 33 *ac looks up at karkat lying in his bed and wonders if he is awake*

It is your penpal that you were assigned to. It was for a charity that helped autistic kids like her become more social. You talked with her every morning at five thirty a.m. Californian time. You forgot she lived here and that you told her that you moved.

CG: WHY ARE YOU UP SO EARLY?

AC: : 33 oh! you are awake

CG: YES. AND I REPEAT: WHY A YOU UP SO EARLY?

AC: : 33 beclawse i have school today silly

CG: I THOUGHT YOU WENT TO A SPECIAL SCHOOL.

AC: : 33 i did but meow that i am in high school my purrants let me apply to a whole bunch of small private schools

CG: THAT IS GREAT. WHICH ONE ARE YOU GOING TO?

You don't know what it is about this girl that makes you feel so relaxed and big brother like. You lo- you mean hate the idea.

AC: : 33 i furgot the name i am so bad with those

CG: YOU HAVE GOT TO START REMEMBERING.

AC: : 33 im sorry i know

CG: IT'S OKAY YOU DON'T HAVE TO APOLIGIZE.

AC: : 33 oh okay

AC: : 33 i have to start getting ready i will talk to you tomorrow bye karkat

CG: TALK TO YOU TOMORROW.

You shut your laptop and you see that it is only five thirty-five. You are going to be bored out of your mind for the next two and a half hours.