Til Death Do Us Part
Chapter 1
Today is my thirteenth birthday. Yea, to you fuckers out there you may be like 'Why the fuck do I care?' well fuck you. This is my story. Anyways, I had just turned thirteen and my life was finally really reaching it's climax. I was in middle school, doing normal shit middle school kids do, but it was when I met Terezi that my life turned upside down and I fell head over heels for that girl.
I was one of those 'weirdos' you saw walking down the halls and people throwing paper balls at, so I had no real chance with any pretty girl and I knew I didn't so I just didn't even try. I had always kinda liked my best friend John in some way, but I hadn't admitted it to myself or him. I had close ties with the drug dealers too. I didn't buy anything, but I was friends with the leader of them, Gamzee. He was one hell of a trouble maker, fucking up everything he touched and he was literally lower than me in society. It wasn't so much his occupation, but more or less it was him. He was always on cocaine and had this huge crush on one of the cooler kids, Tavros. I don't know why in hell he liked him, but hey, I won't say anything. So! Back to my story!
It had been a normal school day like any other when Terezi came. I had been sitting in my second period when my teacher, Mrs. Mindfang came in with a new student that had arrived at my door however, everything changed. I do not shit you when I say all eyes turned on that damn girl. She had long, flowing ginger hair with freckles around and about her face and shoulders, god knows how many elsewhere on her body. She wore black skinny jeans with one of those shoulder-showing tops that was long sleeved, and it looked good on her. You could see she wore a tank top underneath with the strap showing. Around her neck was an extremely colorful scarf and she wore pointy red glasses. Some of the girls started to giggle and a few guys brushed her off, but I on the other hand was in awe at this girl. Mrs. Mindfang, did I mention I fucking think that name is retarded, sat her in the desk beside me and god did I feel embarrassed. I was completely flushed. Here I was, the albino dude, sitting next to the girl I thought was a fucking beauty.
My mind soon was drawn away from Terezi to Vriska, one of the more popular girls, whom was a bitch, when she turned to chit chat, "Hey there Terezi," the young girl with the long black hair smiled, her skinny glasses propped on the bridge of her nose, "I can't help but notice you're outfit. It's really colorful, I like it." Terezi seemed a bit flushed but smiled, "Hehe, thanks," her voice sounded a bit strained but I liked it. I looked back down at the work we had, beginning to write when I heard that voice directed to me, "Hey Karkat," it was Vriska. I lifted up my head, an annoyed look on my face, "What?" I hissed, "You going to make a move?" she gave a sarcastic grin, causing my face to go red before going back to my work, "Go fuck yourself in the ass," I muttered under my breath, apparently heard by Terezi, "You're Karkat, right?" she asked. It froze, my heart racing. I slowly turned, my face still having the angered expression from Vriska. Terezi looked away, her face turning red, "Oh, sorry, I didn't mean to disturb you," she apologized, picking up her pencil, "Oh, sorry, that wasn't you," I admitted, giving a fake smile. Terezi looked back, blinking slowly, "Oh, okay." she gave a small laugh.
The bell rang cuing us to go to third period. I cursed under my breath, grabbing my stuff. As I walked off the door, I felt me being tugged back, "Um, Karkat?" the rather innocent voice of Terezi sounded. I turned around, giving a smile, "Yes?" her face was filled with concern, "Do you know where Mr. Rufioh is?" she asked, looking down in shame, "Oh yea, he's across from my next class, follow me," I gently grabbed her arm and tugged her along, suddenly letting it slip out of my hand as I was tackled, "Karkitty!" the young black-haired girl squealed. She was wearing a trench coat much too big for her, her kitten shirt showing from inside. She gave a cat-like purr, hugging me tightly, "Fuck Nepeta," I grumbled, picking her up easily and standing up before setting down the small girl. She grinned up at me, hugging me again, "Who's this?" her attention turned to Terezi, her mouth agape in curiosity, "Nepeta, Terezi. Terezi, Nepeta," I nodded at both of them. Nepeta gave a grin, shaking her hand, which had not been extended out for such purpose, eagerly, "Oh so nice to meet you! Who do you have next?" she asked, her face in a wide smile, "Mr. Rufio-" she was stopped mid-sentence as Nepeta grabbed her hand and tugged her down the hall, "That's my next class!" she squealed, "Come on!" she encouraged, dragging Terezi down the hall who waved goodbye to me as I slowly trailed behind them to Ms. Dolorosa's class.
As I entered the classroom, I remembered why I hated it so much. I looked over at my seat to see no one other than Ampora. Narrowing my gaze, I gave a sigh, sitting down. The taller man looked down at me, his purple highlight slightly bobbing against his head as he talked, "Hey Kar, how are you today?" he had one of those weird English accents that girls swooned over, though I must mention, no one swooned over Eridan Ampora. The dude was sick. He was part of the populars, to my surprise, but it was only because he was so. Fucking. Rich. No one actually liked him, and I knew he knew that. All his conversations were perverted and sick, "Fine," I grumbled, glancing at him as he frowned, "No hi? Well then," he pouted for a moment before continuing, "So I was thinkin-" "No." "But Kar, you didn't even hear my idea!" he pleaded with me, pushing up his glasses. I gave a sigh, a signal for him to continue, which he gladly did, "If I payed you..oh a truck load of one hundred dollar bills, would you be my boyfriend. Please?" I looked at him in disgust, rolling my gaze at his stupid little puppy eye thing he always pulled off, "Fuck no," I growled, hearing him give a whimper of rejection.
I jumped as I heard the door slam behind me, the smell of weed and cocain in the air- Gamzee. The tall man with the curly, messed up hair stopped behind me, placing a hand on my shoulder, "Hey Karbro," he smiled down at me before going to his seat after Ms. Dolorosa yelled at him for being late.