In the future, but not too far forward
===Sneak up on your little minx
School just let out, everyone pushing to get out and away from that prison, leaving you alone at your locker. You know he will wait for you at the only tree by the front doors, so you don't bother rushing for once. You can't wait to have him all to yourself, yet you also savor each moment of this small solitude. After packing up the books you need for the few classes that gave homework you stride out to the front doors, kicking the door open to the crisp air. You scan the steps sand sidewalk for your boyfriend, but don't see him. He almost never makes you wait, so you start to worry, but you'd never admit a cool kid like you worries like this. A small pinging noise interrupts the sick beats pumping from your earbuds, that must be him. You read the text message before unlocking the phone to answer. I CAN'T . SOMETHING...CAME UP. I'M SORRY. Yeah, now you're definetly worried. thats cool man no worries but whats up you send back quickly.
=== Be the missing kat
You saw him text you back but you can't bring yourself to answer. It's not a lie, a small family issue came up, but doesn't really involve you. In truth, you're just scared. Scared of the week off. Scared of being alone with Dave. the two of you started dating in the summer, and now it's "holiday break," with sweaters and frost and foggy breath. If the weatherman is to be trusted, there'll be snow over the grass tonight. You two were serious to begin with, but it was also playful and light. Now? It's just been so...so intense and heated. Not to mention how during all your sloppy make outs , your boyfriend gets so possecive. It's not like you don't enjoy it, you really, really do, but sometimes you wish it were a little different. Bit right now, you can't handle Dave. You hope he'll understand.
=== call him.
As you start to walk home, you dial the number you've used so much, you never have to think about the numbers. It rings. And rings. And rings. Finally-voicemail. You frown slighty and hang up. Karkat always answers his phone, and he just texted me so it's not like his phone wasnt near him. Why would he ignore me like this? Eh, maybe it just died on him. ... But then he said sorry. Whenever he cancels on you he's either sick or pissed that something prevented him from seeing me. And he normally insults me about my shitty company when he cancels...so why is he sorry? You're so wrapped up in your thoughts, you don't realize when or where you stopped, until now. It just came to your attention, like someone just now mentioned it to you. You're slightly surprised you took the long way, the way you normally walk with you're little crab, since you like walking him home. Now, his light is off and you hear yelling, older voices. Your frown deepens. A third voice is heard, one you almost don't recongize. It's too soft, but it's still him. Then more yelling, and soon his voice turns harsh. There's a loud banging and you hear something hit the floor. Then something-a lot of somethings, being thrown and breaking. You know if you go in, it'll just be worse, since his parents aren't exactly thrilled with you, and don't know. A small sigh escaped your lips as you turn towards your house. It's gonna be a long night.
