High School Stuck! AU uwu

In every school, there will always be the people who everyone talks about, negatively or positively. It could either be the school slut from the daring one who pulled a prank on the principal to the one who was just plain odd whom no one understood. Of course, the odd one would claim that title with a smile on his face.

He inhales a huge breath from his bud, staring at the ceiling while exhaling. He laid on his mattress, Bob Marley posters smiling at him from every wall. Gamzee Makara is the biggest potheads of them all, addicted to them ever since Junior High. When will he stop? No one knows. Not even him. He sits up, dusting the marijuana off his oversized Beatles tee shirt. He peers outside the window, outside still dark this early in the morning. School started in a couple of hours, and he chose to do what he did best and get high to start the day. Besides, it's about time he got his weekly shower.

He walked down the street on the sidewalk, his thick, curly hair flowing against the wind. He gave a warm smile and waves to every student passing by, but of course, the student would simple ignore and walk faster, somewhat uncomfortable with his clown makeup. Surprisingly, this never bothered him, not ever. The pothead entered the building, every teacher eyeing him suspiciously as he waltzed down the hallway to his locker. The students watched him pass by, whispering their opinions to one another about him, giggling, agreeing, staring.

"Well if it isn't my high best friend." Said Karkat Vantas, one of the most obnoxious students said, coming up to him. Gamzee looked at him, giving him one of his trademark smiles.

"Hey Karkat!" He wrapped his arms around his short, easily-tempered friend. Karkat struggled to escape his embrace, but eventually gave up, patting his back. Gamzee sat down, leaning against the wall, smiling up at Karkat. The shortie scoffed and rolled his eyes at him, a weird way of showing his affection to his best friend.

"Yo Karkat," Gamzee called out to his friend.

"What?"

"Are you all up and into Terezi?" Gamzee said, giggling like the high motherfucker he is. Karkat's face immediately turned into a tomato color, his hands turning into fists.

"What?! T-That's a stupid thing to think, Fuckass!" Karkat laughed it off, making it even more obvious.

"Why w-would you think of something so stupid like that? T-That's.." Karkat dazed off, seeing Terezi walk down the hall, glancing at him, then looking away, smiling.

"Hey, um, I-I'll catch up with you later." Karkat said, stuttering in his own words. Gamzee nodded in agreement, and off went Karkat, chasing after his beloved. The pothead smiled, happy to see his best friend flustered over a girl. He reached for his backpack, taking out the unfinished bud from this morning while plugging in his earbuds. He held the bud with his teeth, and lit the tip, as always. Off he went in his own façade, enjoying whatever random shit his mind had to offer. As he drifted off, someone interrupted.

"Now Nepeta," Equius, the school's best heavy lifter started. A small girl with short, black, wavy hair wearing a green dress with a blue knit cardigan over it, probably still in Junior High listened to him cautiously.

"Promise me that you'll be safe, a-and that you'll pay attention in class, and-"

"Okay, Equius! Jeez, I know what I'm doing!" Equius nodded, and then sighed in relief. He quickly hugged her, as if he was in some kind of rush.

"It seems I have to dash, I'll be late for Physical Education." She nodded, and off he went, speed walking to the gym. Gamzee could only stare at her, for he'd never seen anyone so pretty, so delicate; like a flower. It was almost fate that "Starman" by David Bowie started playing on his iPod, making the moment more dramatic. She tucked her hair behind her ear, looking back at her schedule, sighing in frustration. She looked around, hoping she could find someone help her figure out the location of the classes. From the corner of her eye, she spotted Gamzee. Smiling in relief, she walked closer to him, knocking him back in reality.

"Uh, excuse me," she said, letting out that beautiful, innocent smile again. He only stared in awe, not really knowing what to do in front of a pretty girl.

"Do you have any idea where math class is?" She waited patiently for a response, still smiling. The bud dropped from his mouth. She gave him a confused look, but still waited patiently. Slowly, he lifted an arm, pointing to the direction where the class was. She looked over, and chuckled in response.

"Why thank you!" She said politely. He stared into her deep, green eyes, smiling a little himself.

"I'm Nepeta Leijion." She said, holding out her hand. Gamzee stared at her hand like a buffoon. Instead of taking it, he merely opened his arms, awaiting a hug. Nepeta giggled, going in for a hug anyway. He was so glad he remembered to shower today.

"I'm Gamzee Makara." He finally said, revealing his gentle, yet festive voice. She giggled again in delight. She let go, backing up, and showing her smile one last time.

"Well, I should purrrrobably get going." She said, hovering over the direction math class was in.

"Y-Yeah, I'll see ya later." She smiled once more, and headed to math class. He watched her as she entered the room and left from her sight. His chest started beating heavily, he started sweating violently, and he felt lightheaded, more than he usually was, and that was saying something. He dazed off again, his mind filled with Nepeta, and only Nepeta. He was in a daze, and so far this was his favorite. Never in his life has he met someone so polite, so full of grace, she was just like an angel. His thoughts were rudely interrupted by the bell, and soon the halls were flooded again with busy students. Karkat approached him again, just as he promised.

"You Fuckass, did you completely skip class?" Gamzee didn't respond, still dazing off, the thoughts of catgirls in his head. Kar scoffed and walked away, fed up with Gam's attitude. The pothead stood up and headed to his next class; he's done enough procrastinating for now.

As he entered his Biology class, he saw his dream girl already. He was delighted he shared a class with her, now he could know her better. He headed for his usual spot in the back of the class, a perfect spot to watch her from. He plopped down, his eyes locked on her already. He sighed, staring at her perfect hairstyle; short, yet with a wave at the bottom. The yellow flower pin in her hair gave her the perfect look of innocence. She looked like a goddess; well, from Gamzee's perspective. Suddenly, her head turned to his best friend, Karkat, who was sitting in front of her. She smiled up at him, her face already blushing. Karkat, of course, showed no emotion to her back. He merely looked at her as if she was the strangest thing she'd ever seen. He turned back to his work, but she continued to stare at him in a way how Gamzee would stare at her. On the other hand, Gamzee laughed it off in denial.

'There's no way that Nepeta would all up and be into Karkat, that's motherfucking crazy.' Gamzee thought. As he continued deceiving his eyes, Nepeta passed a note to Karkat, and sunk down in her chair, flustered. Karkat read the note, and crumpled it, throwing it at Nepeta's head. Of course, she continued giggling, like an idiot. Gamzee couldn't believe it. He wouldn't believe it. Is Nepeta really into Karkat? Or was he just he being paranoid?