(AN: I reread my first chapter when I wasn't half-asleep, and holy fuck what have I gotten myself into… o_o I have no idea how to talk/pester like Jake – forgive me)

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It was a lazy Saturday afternoon, you hadn't seen your brother since that morning. Nothing was going on outside, there was nothing on TV, life handed you a platter of boring and you so unwillingly took it. Around 7 PM you finally decided you'd go fuck around on the computer, actually you hadn't checked your Pesterchum in a few days, had you?

[timaeusTestified received chum request from golgothasTerror]

Who's this douchebag? You clicked accept, only to be pestered almost immediately.

[golgothasTerror began pestering timaeusTestified]

GT: Hey!

TT: Who are you?

GT: Oh, gosh I almost forgot, haha!

GT: It's me, Jake.

TT: Oh.

TT: Sup?

GT: I reasoned that this project you come across easier if we were pals online too!

TT: I suppose that makes sense.

GT: I don't actually know what to say to you though…

TT: We're both at a loss, bro.

GT: Well bollocks.

TT: …

GT: Haha! Sorry!

TT: It's cool.

GT: I guess I should be going then, I've already started researching for out project.

GT: This is gonna be great!

TT: Alright, I'll see you Monday then.

GT: Actually I was hoping I could stop by your house tomorrow?

TT: I guess so…

GT: Alright!

[golgothasTerror ceased pestering timaeusTestified]

TT: But how do you know where I live?

TT: Fuck.

You leaned back in your computer chair and inwardly smiled. Why did that make you so happy? More importantly, why were you so excited for tomorrow? You sighed and logged out of your Pesterchum, back to lazily sitting in front of the TV flipping through channels until you passed out. The last thing you can remember before falling asleep was thinking about Jake…

There was a shooting pain through your whole body and you jolted awake. You were disoriented and confused for several seconds before realization set it. The sun was beating through the living room window and you were on the floor, you must've fallen asleep on the couch and just rolled off. Fuck that hurt like a bitch.

You glanced at your wristwatch, "11:30, fuck" Stand up, yawn, and stretch – temporarily forgetting you were expecting company today. The bathroom mirror greeted you with untamed hair and a face imprinted with the marks of a folded blanket. You splashed a handful of cold water over you entire face and brushed out your hair as best as possible. You made a mental note that you were almost out of toothpaste – but you'd probably forget within thirty minutes.

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Jake had been there, at your house, for about three hours now. Just talking… and talking… and talking. He rambled a lot. It was kind of adorable. You started to take notice of all the little things he did, you knew you shouldn't but there was just something… attractive about Jake? You couldn't quite put your finger on it but you wanted it to go away.

His teeth were still really prominent even if they were straighter, his hair stuck up in several places, he had the deepest green eyes you'd ever seen, he nervously rubbed the back of his head often, and his laugh… Why was his laugh so adorable?

Better question: why were you thinking these thoughts? You shook your head a little, hoping Jake didn't notice. He stood up, "So I'll see you in class tomorrow!" You nodded and smiled a little. Why did he have to be leaving. "You've got the basic idea of the project, right?" You nodded again and stood up also, to see him out.

"Later, dude." You latched the door and pressed your back against it and sunk down. What in the fuck was wrong with you? He's your best friend… Well you like to think he still is.

School the next day was pretty average, robotics was the last class on Mondays (rather than the third, like Fridays), and frankly you couldn't wait for it. You entered the classroom and got a few stares from people who didn't know you were switching classes, your eyes scanned the room to find Jake. He was at the desk in the far back near the teacher's office. He waved you over and you inwardly smiled.

"Hey Dirk!" He beamed as you put your book bag down beside the desk (each set of partners had one desk to share, larger than the average school desk, with two chairs).

"Sup." You plopped down beside him.

"Not much!" He slid a textbook in front of you, "Just researching how to go about this project is all!" You glanced at the book and back at him, he was doing that thing where he doesn't stop talking, again. "I was thinking we could probably do a really unique design, that'd be hilarious! We could like shape it like a rabbit or whatever!" He was laughing at the idea.

"A bunny rabbit…" You laughed too. "You want to build a fighting robot shaped like a rabbit?" He nodded. "That makes as much sense as sunglasses that know how to use the internet." He laughed again.

You wish something extraordinary would've happened that class, but nothing did, you talked about the project, planned your rough designs and that was that. Actually, the rest of the week was boring… You saw Jake a few times and he stopped by your house for an hour on Wednesday but that was it. Before you knew it, Friday rolled around and the entire school was chaos. It was the day of fall homecoming.

You didn't plan on going to homecoming, so you went straight home after school. The past few days you'd been trying to rid your head of thoughts that you thought you shouldn't be thinking. Thoughts about Jake. Why were you thinking these thoughts? He was your best bro! He had a girlfriend! Not to mention you were pretty sure you weren't gay.

Around seven PM you started dozing off, almost asleep when your phone started vibrating. It was a text. Weird, you hardly ever get texts… Oh! From Jake.

"Hey! Dirk are you gonna go to homecoming?"

"Nah, I think it's stupid."

"Oh come on Dirk! It'll be fun!"

"Why, so I can watch you be crowned king of pointless occasions?"

"… Shut up. Just please come!"

"Le sign. Fine. But I can't guarantee I'll stay."

"Fair enough, I'll see you there then!"

"Yeah, whatever."

You didn't plan on going to homecoming but it looked like you were anyway. You didn't change your clothes, blue jeans and a t-shirt was as formal as you'd get. (Well, that and a hoodie, November weather was kind of nippy.) You didn't even put on your good sneakers, who cares if there was a little dirt on your converse?

The school parking lot was unreasonably full, did that many people really give a shit? You sighed and got out of your car.

"I'm here, happy?"

You glanced at the time on your phone, just past eight. You rolled your eyes and waited for Jake to reply.

"Come inside! I'll wait right by the door kay?"

"Whatever."

Just like he promised he was right inside the door, beaming. He didn't dress up either, you assumed nobody did – homecoming wasn't as big as prom. You gave me a small smile and looked around. "Well.. now what?"

He grabbed your hand. Your eyes went wide behind your glasses. "Come on!" He dragged you through the hallway to the gymnasium. Holy fuck, could they play the music any louder. And double-holy-fuck, were there even this many students in the school! (Of course there were.)

You scanned the crowed, your eyes were met with an attractive blonde girl mackin' on one of the football players… Wait, holy shit, was that Roxy Lalonde? What the fuck… Jake must've noticed you looking because he laughed and said, "We broke up like two weeks ago."

Wait, what? They broke up and you didn't hear about it… But Roxy was the hot topic at school – you always picked up on whispers in the hallway. Well shit, this made you unreasonably happy. You shook off the feelings as quickly as possible and turned to Jake.

"Well isn't gonna be awkward when you're bother elected?" You cocked and eyebrow.

He shook his head. "Nah, we're on good terms… I'm just not her 'type' I guess… That's how she put it anyway, I don't really get it."

You nod. "So now what then?" He took your hand and pulled you through the crowd towards the stage. "English! Wh-What're you doing!"

"Nothing." He grinned. "I just wanted you to come hang out I guess." If he had the ability to use and emoticon at this moment it'd probably be something like '^^' because that's how happy he seamed. It was adorable.

Reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeech. There was a piercing noise from the speak a few feet away, and a spotlight illuminated the center of the stage. Principal MS was standing in front of a microphone enthusiastically. Time to announce the obvious winners.

"Studants! Before you get too carried away dancing – I'd like to call up the nominees for the crowning of the fall homecoming king and queen!" There were a few cheers and the principal pulled out a small piece of paper. "First the ladies! Kanaya Maryam. Jane Crocker. Feferi Peixes. And lastly, Roxy Lalonde!" He cleared his throat. "And now the gentlemen! Jake English. Equius Zahhak. Sollux Captor. And lastly, Dirk Strider!"

You choked. "What?" Jake was beaming. He set you up! "Jake did you-"

He nodded, he was laughing really hard at this point. "You're so uptight! So I nominated you for king too!"

"That doesn't even make sense!"

The principal continued talking, on stage, while you and Jake argued several feet away. "The boxes to vote are in the hallway outside the gym, get your votes in before 10!" He walked off stage and the music began again.

"It doesn't have to make sense!" He snorted. "You should've seen your face though! Priceless!"

You mumbled sourly and frowned. "This isn't funny."

"Oh stop being so sour!" He shoved you. "Have a little fun!"

You sighed and 'had a little fun', it pleased Jake to see you smiling and laughing at his Jokes. Ten o'clock rolled around and before you knew it you were awkwardly (on the inside – totally stoic out) standing on stage waiting for an award you knew you wouldn't win.

Jake was happily standing beside you talking your ear off. You inwardly smiled. His name was called, along with Roxy's, as expected. They each gave a short thank you. He turned back and smiled at you, you smiled back. You turned to exit the stage, as did he. Everything was smooth, everything was oka-

Trip. Jake tripped. He was walking behind you and he tripped.

You spun around and Jake's lips came crashing against yours. Both of you still half way on stage. In front of the entire school. It took a few seconds for you to register what had just happened. Oh shit…

The entire crowd murmured as you pulled your head back. Oh. Fuck. You just kissed the newly elected prom king in front of the entire school, his girlfriend included.(Well ex-girlfriend.) This was not good; so much for your whole 'not gay' thing. Your eyes scanned the crowd frantically and then locked with Jake's. His eyes were wide, you wanted to run, you wanted to get out of there but your feet wouldn't carry you. You couldn't think. You couldn't breathe. You were out of air, you needed oxygen.

He tried to stutter out an apology but he couldn't form words. You both stood there in shock. So much for his reputation.

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(AN: Jesuuuus. I'm sorry it took 4 days to stop procrastinating. Anyway, it's 5:50 AM and I just finished this. Yay for all the highschool accidental kiss clichés. I think the next chapter will be from Jake's POV . and also super short ^^'')