"Hey fuckass, nobody asked you to fucking help me!" I growl at the giant who said his name was Gamzee, "It was all under fucking control." I look at him to see a surprised expression on his face.
"Sorry motherfucker. Didn't mean to all up and hurt your feels, bro." Gamzee replies with a really fucking annoying voice that actually suits him well. I glare at the idiot to get a closer look at him. He is really tall, but you already knew that. He has long ragged black hair and dark blue purplish eyes. He is wearing some fucking ridiculous gray and white clown get up, that is retarded. I see from behind his hair his right ear is pierced but all you can see is two piercings he may have more. His left ear is hidden behind his hair and away from view. I look at his face and see the right side of his bottom lip is pierced and holding a black ring. His left eyebrow its pierced twice and has a black and a silver ring in. I look at his attire and see he is wearing a black short sleeve t-shirt with the capricorn sign in purple on the middle of it and a pair of baggy faded jeans with holes around the knees. He has a chain coming from the back pocket, probably a wallet. He is wearing worn out black converse. I look back at his face, more specifically his make up.
"What the fuck is on your face? You know what don't tell me I don't give a fuck." I walk back inside only to be followed by the giant fuckass. "Why the fuck are you following me?"
"Man, I don't all up and know my way around this school thought maybe you could be a sweet motherfucker and show me to the motherfucking office," Gamzee answers with a fucking stupid smile on his face.
"Listen up fuckass. Things you should know are: I am not fucking nice, I hate everyone in this school, and you'll just hate me also if you hang out around me. So, get fucking lost." I whisper frustrated and turn to walk off.
"Man, motherfucker I think you are all up and adorable I don't hate you." I hear the clown laugh out and I stop making him run into me.
"Did you just call me fucking adorable?" I happen to get out trying to sound angry when your face is heating up turning your pale skin cherry red.
"Yeah motherfucker."
"The office is fucking that way. Don't you dare talk to me ever again and don't you dare fucking bother me." I growl out before stomping away and running when I got out of his sight.
I head to the restroom and look in the mirror. "Damn it, I hate him. I know I do, but why the fuck did I blush. Shit, I'm a fucking idiotic fuckass," I tell my reflection just as the bell rings, "That missed first hour." I walk out of the restroom into the now crowded hallway. "Fuck, I need to get back to my locker," I say quietly and start weaving my way through the people. After many years of being shorter then most of the kids in school and nobody watching where they are going, I've learned to make my way through thick crowds. I make it to my locker that happens to be on the second floor and open it. I look in and see that someone returned my book that I dropped when running from Eridan. I don't know many people that has my locker combination but a couple of my very few friends do. I go ahead and grab my book for second hour which is English ll, leaving a mental note to thank my friends later, and head off down the hall towards the staircase.
This year's English classes are taught by a teacher named Mr. Jake English, ironic because he is actually British. He has a very thick British accent also. I walk up the stairs to the third floor and before exiting the staircase I look around the halls, then slowly walk into the hallway, which happens to be almost completely empty due to the fact that everyone is heading to whatever the fuck they have this hour. You on the other fucking hand, have to make it down the hall to the last door on the right without getting fucking caught by Eridan or worse.
You start off in a jog making as little noise as you possibly can and get a fourth of the way there when, suddenly, you hear heels clicking on the tile floors from behind you. Fuck, this shit. You take off into a run as you hear that horrifying cackle that haunts your dreams and makes you shudder but you don't slow until you are a few feet from the door. You stop right in front of it and look back to see the person was gone. You let out a sigh of relief as you head into the class and take your seat in the back of the classroom. You look around to see not everyone is here yet and take that time to lay your head down and catch your breath. Shit, this is the worst fucking day ever, ok a fucking lie but still pretty fucking bad. You are so frustrated and the worst part is that damn fucking clown guy from earlier. His eyes were damn amazing and his stupid grin made you... Wait what the fuck are you thinking! Damn fuck. You hate that fucking shit licking ass fuck.
I jump awake when the late bell rings and look up to see the classroom was full now and still nobody sitting in the desks in front of you and right of you. You're ok with nobody sitting by you, they all are pretty fucking annoying. You listen into what the teacher says we're doing today, "Today we are talking about 'Sentence Structure'..." And blah blah blah. You are fine in English class so you don't usually listen in.
You look around to see all the girls and some of the guys swoon over the British teacher. Sigh, nobody would know what boyfriend material was if it hit them in the face and the teacher is clearly dating someone. Nobody notices, but he has a promise ring on and the way he smiles when he gets a text, it's very clear that he has someone already. Fuck, sometimes being an expert on love is no fun, you can always tell who is in love, what people are dating, and etcetera. Like Mr. English, he is dating our P.E. class teacher Dirk. Dirk is a more strict teacher, so him dating English here is odd. You lay your head down and close your eyes and after a few minutes the sound echos through the now silent room as the door is slamed open and makes you lift your head. The sight you are seeing now is not one you wanted to see at all this day. I look across the room at the now open door and the giant standing in it. I hear the people start the whispering and rumors. He just smiles and quietly chuckles to himself seen in his having chest. The guy in the doorway has the stupidest smile that makes me want to scream. The man looks around, lazily waves his hand, and lets the words casually run out of his damn mouth with the raspy, fucking annoying, deep voice, "Sup motherfuckers."