Here is the next update! Hope you enjoy.
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Your name is Karkat Vantas, and you are mad. No. Mad, doesn't even amount to half of the flaming emotions you are feeling. Why you are this furious doesn't make any sense either. The emotion you feel, burning from the bottom of your feet to the soft cheeks on your face, is an almost inexpiable one. It makes your eye twitch in annoyance, your eyebrows furrowed, and your eyes narrowed. What is this burning feeling? And why it directed at that Egbert kid?
He hasn't done anything remarkably stupid enough to make the every edge of your soul marked with such resentment. You can feel that every part of your insides is on fire as you sneak a glance at the blue eyed boy and the douche wearing the sunglasses conversing. They are so engaged with their conversation of whatever-the-hell-it-is they are talking about, that they don't even notice the aura of enmity practically rolling off of you in waves. The rest of the class seemed to notice, all save for the two males chattering away without a care in the world.
Can they stop talking for like two seconds?! Seriously, no one wants to hear their gogdamn blabbering, especially not I. I get all that shit of freedom of speech and all the jazz, but seriously, what the hell? Haven't those two idiots any consideration for those around them?! I rather listen to Terezi's terrible attempt at flirting than their annoyingly eloquent conversation, you rage in your head. You roll your eyes with a huff escaping your lips, you look away towards the squared window to your left, glaring at nothing in particular from the view of the gardens shown down below. "Ugh." You impatiently look up ahead to the front of the classroom. Your brown-red eyes glare at the clock above the whiteboard in hopes of cajoling it for the black arrow to tick faster. But no such thing happens.
Where the hell is the teacher when you actually need him? Seriously, he left like ten minutes ago -to get that Egbert kid copies of the homework packet- and hasn't come back, you think, your arms crossed with your index finger impatiently tapping your upper arm.
"Oh yeah, I almost forgot. Let me introduce you to my favorite lil' guy, Karkles Vantas." You snap your head to the right and find Dave extending a palm towards you as he leans back on his seat for the raven haired guy to get a good look at you. Johnny-or-whatever-his-name-is smiles nervously at you. He makes a shy gesture with his right hand that looks like a frail attempt to wave. "Hey there, I'm John Egbert-" you roll your eyes, "Really, you don't fucking say. I totally didn't know that after you introduced yourself to the classroom." his sapphire eyes widen, "You were paying attention?! I looked at you and you were glaring at the window so I got the impression you didn't like me. This is so great! I hope we can become friends! Oh wait, is that to soon? It probably is, silly me? We first have to get better acquainted with each other-" "Can you shut up? You talk way too much. I already hear enough needless nonsense from blondey as it is."
Dave clicks his tongue and leans over his table. He places his right elbow on his left hand and props up his cheek on his right hand. "I thought you loved our flirting sessions." A weird feeling flutters in your stomach. Johnny boy looks a bit disappointed at you. "We do not flirt Dave. Where in your hopefully right mind did you get the idea that I had a thing for you!? I mean look at you! you are a douche bag with no sense of personal space, you think you're all that, the shit you spout isn't rapping, wearing shades inside doesn't make you cool! Neither does flipping that over combed hair!" the heat has risen to your face, and by now most of the class is watching you with interest at the drama transpiring near the front row. "Alright chill Karkat, I was just joking. I know you hate me, damn, I just really like you. Come on why can't we be friends babe?" He says wriggling his eyebrows.
You are so done with this dramatic high school life.
"Okay ladybugs, time for you bunch of fools to start the swimming unit." the tall well-built coach announces as he walks along the rows of cross-legged, seated teenage boys suited in trunks, sitting on the bleachers. He passes by you and continues his little speech, "I don't want to see no doggy paddling, I want to see your weak bodies racing across the pool in a simple free style. Extra credit for those who decide to do diving."
The coach walks to and fro as he explains the pool rules and all that jazz. You honestly rather have done running than swimming. Anything to be back inside the comfort of your black turtle neck with a cancer sign on it. It was a gift given to you by your friend Kanaya on your thirteenth birthday and have worn it ever since. Good thing is it fit you big from the beginning so that you could grow into it, not that you grew much from the time you were thirteen to your age of fifteen now.
"Karkat, hello. It looks like we are in the same P.E. class. Too bad Dave isn't in this class we could have had fun, the three of us together." You sigh at the shirtless raven haired model who just walked up to you. "I bet you would have loved Dave being here you ignorant idiot." You mutter to yourself as you speed along the tiled floor surrounding the Olympic sized swimming pool, trying your best to get away from the drop-dead gorgeous boy who attempts to catch up to you. Attempts being the key word.
You send a glare his way before walking a bit further then stopping at the edge of the pool, looking into your reflection across the aqua blue waters. You stare hard at the short boy with bags under his eyes, the same boy with the needless freckles, shaggy black hair, and permanent scowl marked upon his face. You definitely are no Johnathan English.
You release a frustrated sigh before hopping into the pool.
You swim around for a while, trying to clear your thoughts from John and Dave, and their relationshi- Oh you are so not jealous of those two nooksniffing idiots! Who cares that they have known each other for years, or that they seem to have a very, very, close relationship! Yeah, that's right, you don't care! You don't care that John could probably easily sway the heart of any girl or boy in this school, that including Dave...
You snap your eyes shut and stay there, floating around in the deep end. Ironically, you feel that you are sinking into a sea of thoughts inside your head. Silence is met by your ears, you face for once stops frowning, your expression is now calm, your mind, at ease.
No one could interrupt this perfect worry-less moment.
Other than fudging John Egbert of course.
You hadn't realized it until a soft hand pulled you out into the surface -that you had been drowning.
Your head bobs up into the cool air, your face relishes it for a moment before erupting into a fit of coughs. "What where you thinking Karkat? You could have drowned!" John says to you in a concerned manner, as if the two of you are friends. The nerve that he has!
"Whatever, point is, I didn't. Now leave me alone." you drift your hands through the water right in front of you to swim away from the sapphire eyed boy. He looks after your figure, as it swims further and further away from him, with sad eyes. The pretty boy sighs in defeat, all he did was try to make friends with you, it wasn't his fault that you were just so..so, captivating. Like an alluring rose, its beauty so magnificent and captivating, the watcher just must have it, but just like any other rose, as the man tries to pick it, it feels its fierce pricking thorn. In your case that would be your feisty mouth. He is very much attracted to you, so entranced, maybe even smitten with you. All these feelings are in a non-homosexual way though, of course.
Yes, totally straight.
[John's POV]
I watch him leave me with disappointment settled deep in the pit of my stomach. No one has ever rejected me like this before, except..well, back when I was a nerdy goofer with glasses. All I did was try to be his friend. What's so wrong with me that he tries to avoid me like some sort of disease? I thought I had fixed all my imperfections visible to the eye in my looks and personality. I try not to be to persistent, and try my best to avoid annoying people, but clearly Karkat is some sort of exception. I just met the guy and he already hates me.
But that doesn't mean I'm going to give up.
If I did, that would be like a good prankster -such as myself- giving up on pranks! No way that is going to happen.
[No One's POV, A few days later]
The dark haired grump drags his black chuck taylor's across the shiny tiled floor of the crowded hallway. A pair of red headphones are muffling all sound from the outside world as The Offspring's 'You're Gonna Go Far, Kid' blasts in his ears. It was one of the few songs on his download playlists that wasn't about romance. It was a good change, he loved the rapid rhythm it played as the singer sung without seeming to take a second to breathe.
He was unaware of the pair of crimson eyes that followed him, watching him from the hallway of grey lockers. Dave Strider just about had it, Karkat was being a cute jerk, the usual, but he was still in complete oblivion to Dave's feelings. Just watching Karkat walk down the hallway in those tight black skinny jeans of his was enough to make Dave want to pull him to the side and ensue in sloppy make-out sessions.
I kid you not when I say Dave is retraining himself greatly. Dave sighed and slammed his locker shut behind him with his foot. Dave thought for a moment in silence, deciding whether he should try to catch up to Karkat and flirt, or if he should avoid him. Karkat had been angry with him after the events the transpired earlier a few days ago in their first period.
"Hey Dave." "Aack! Good Apple juice, don't pop out of nowhere like that John." the blonde said whirling around to face the raven haired boy. Said raven haired boy simply smiled, "I got you good didn't I? Anyways, I wanted to ask you something about Karkat." John said becoming a bit nervous all of a sudden, shifting his weight from foot to foot. Dave narrowed his maroon irises from behind the pair of black shades he always wore. "Um, sure bro, go right ahead, ask away." "Do you know what type of music Karkat's interested in? Any artists or bands in particular?" John asked rubbing the back of his neck nervously. Dave gave his best bro a skeptical look, he had a bad feeling about this, "...John? What's with the sudden interest in Karkat?" he had a sneaking suspicion crawling around in his mind that he didn't like one bit. John chuckled nervously, "Ahaha, oh you know," John very lightly punched Dave's shoulder. Dave shook his head, "No I don't know what you mean...bro." Dave said the word 'bro' like he forced it out of his mouth.
John gulped, "Well you see, I get the feeling Karkat hates me." Dave sighed, partly in relief, "Oh so that's what's been biting you in the ass. You want to be Nubby's friend." "Nubby, where does that nickname even come from?" John arched a thin black brow. "Oh this one time for Halloween, Karkat bought the cutest nubbiest devil horns there- shit, we are getting off topic. Uh, well Karkat listens basically to any song that has to do with romance or just plain rock, alternative, etc." "Oh, thanks Dave, so he likes bands like My Chemical Romance?" John asks with a smile. Now it was Dave's turn to raise an eyebrow, "I don't really know what that is. But yeah, I think I've seen Karkat wear some of their band tees every once in a while. " John chuckled, "I can see him doing that. Thanks Dave. Bye dude." with that the sapphire eyed male left the blonde to be by his lonesome.
One question remained in Dave's mind, "John listens to rock bands? The hell?"
...
Karkat sat by himself outside the school on the tall, cement, border wall lining the school. He swung his feet back & forth in the air and bobbed his head to the music still playing in his headphones. The song he was listening to now was 'I don't wanna be in love' by Good Charlotte, its title was incredibly accurate to how Karkat was feeling right now. He had felt eyes following him around all school day long. He was certain that he had seen a head full of blonde hair and flashing, dark shades quite a number of time throughout the day. Stupid, sexy blonde. Why the hell are you so fuckin' annoying yet hot at the same time? Gahh, this isn't fair! You haven't talked to me in days yet..yet! Ugh!
"Hey Karkat." Karkat didn't hear the introduction the first time, he still had his headphone's on remember?
"Karkat." John walked along the grass to the ledge of the border wall where Karkat sat dangerously close to.
"Uh, hello?"
A finger poked the boy from behind causing Karkat to startle and slip his butt off the ledge, making him fall off the wall. A hand sprung out and caught Karkat's smaller one, just before Karkat could fall and crack his head open on the ground, down, far below. Karkat looked down in terror, then upwards with a glare directed at a worried John. John pulled the petite boy upwards, then stumbled backwards, bringing Karkat down on the grass with him on top.
Their faces became flush red at the position they were in. "Um, can you please get off me Karkat?" John asked politely. "Huh? What did you say fuckass?" Karkat leaned down closer, grinding slightly against a flustered John, Karkat still hasn't taken off those gog-damn headphones. John reached up and took the headphones off Karkat's head, putting them to the side on the grass. With the position they were in John felt strangely, like this..was..right. He was almost pleased? No, that's not the right word to describe his feelings. Ooh got it! He was arouse-
A click and flash was heard. Both boys snapped their head in the direction of some bushes to Karkat's left and John's right. A girl with long, midback lengthed black hair popped out. Karkat's face twisted as the blue eyed girl smirked at the picture she took with her smartphone. "Wait 'till everyone finds out about this Karkat~." "Vriska, don't you fucking dare!" Karkat scrambled off of John to stand his ground with his fists clenched at his sides. John sat up, a confused expression plastered on his face. "Uh, who are you? And why were you hiding in the bushes?" "I'm Vriska Serket, your worst nightmare kiddo." she then cackled. "You don't look all that bad, in fact you look like a pretty nice girl." John smiled. Vriska stopped her laughing and gave John a look, "Enough pretty boy, flattery won't get me to delete the picture." she then ran off. Karkat ran after her. He came back panting with a sour expression.
"I couldn't get it." he said as he slumped down on the grass to sit crossed legged right next to John, to his right. "Sorry." Karkat mumbled, rubbing the back of his neck. "It's alright, I don't really care if she shows anyone the picture. We both know what's going on between us isn't anything romantic. Plus, I'm not a homosexual." John said with a sigh as he smiled, looking ahead at nothing in particular at the view of the city down below from where the school stood up high on a hill. "Seriously ass hat? I ran around for no good reason!" Karkat protested. John chuckled, "I guess so." There was a period of comfortable silence.
"You know what Egderp, you aren't so fucking bad after all." Karkat said. "Uhm, thanks? I think." John said, chuckling nervously. Karkat rolled his eyes and looked away, "Why did you come looking for me anyways? I almost fell to my death because you tried talking to me." "Oh, that's right, I wanted to ask you if you wanted to go to a concert with me." John said with a smile. Karkat's eyes widened, "Huh? We don't even know each other that well. And well I, um, have been a huge asswipe lately towards you. Scratch that, I've been acting like a total douche since I met you." Karkat's reddish brown orbs looked into sapphire ones. John smiled gently, "It's alright, I think it's my fault for being annoying and following you around a lot. I just really wanted to be your friend." "Oh." was all Karkat said.
"So, are you going to answer my previous question? I'll be paying.(It's not a date by the way)." John smiled. Karkat shook his head, "No, that would be too much. I mean seriously Egbert, paying for two tickets to a freaking concert. No way am I going to let you do that. We can do something more simple." Karkat said with a twitch in his lips, what seemed like something similar to a smile. "I like simple." John chuckled nervously. "Right. Anyways, we can go catch a movie. How about that new scary movie?" Karkat asked, hiding a grin. "Um, sure! I love scary movies! They are the best, hahaha." John said, beginning to sweat slightly. Karkat grinned, "Oh really? Alright then, it's settled. I'll give you my phone number so that we can meet up." "Alright then." John grinned.
...
"Heeeeeeeey Dave!" Vriska walked down the hall stopping Dave on his tracks when he heard his voice. Dave whirled around to face her, "Uh hey Vriska. What's up?" "I got something you might want to see..."