Okay, so incase you haven't noticed, this is probably going to be a long assed, long winded story. Just saying.
Secondly, there are going to be things in this story, that may offend some people. Even I'm having a hard time writing this, because most of the stuff that has/ is going to happen in the story, has happened to me or the people around me. -Just so you know-
Last, no, I don't kill off characters. Even though there are some that I would really like to. So don't worry! Karkat never dies, Feferi can't die (well...), Terezi's not going to die, and Kanaya can go die in a hole, concidering I know what's going to become of her wonderful life in the end. :/
Without further ado, Chapter 4
Eighth grade started, and Feferi kept her word. Through out the summer, she'd only managed to become more and more bubbly, until it was rare for you to see a frown on her face. It was something she'd worked hard on, and had many sleepless nights from. Because of the accident, she hadn't seen much of Karkat, and it was one thing she was dreading the most about the new school year.
A new year, meant finally being switched around and randomly placed in classes. Though Feferi skipped happily into the school and ran straight up to the class board, her heart still fluttered in her chest, and her stomache still flipped around. The first thing she did was went down all three lists. Usually there were five classes for each grade, but her year seemed to be rather small. Terezi and Kanaya were both in class 8A, Gamzee was in 8B, which meant...
Feferi swallowed hard, deciding to start from the bottom up on the final list. Maybe she'd just missed Karkat's name on one of the previous ones.
"Karkat. Karkat..." She whispered to herself as she searched for his name. It showed up. She chewed her lip as she continued upwards, searching for her name. It was there too.
"Guess we're in the same class, huh?" Karkat asked from behind her, making Feferi jump slightly. She hadn't expected him to be there.
"Yup!" She beamed, turning to face him. He had a bit of a limp, but other than that he looked perfectly fine. "How are you feeling? I heard you got your cast off this morning."
"Fucking right I did. Who knew legs took longer to heal than arms? I was about ready to saw it off myself. Then they had the nerve to give me this crutch." He wiggled the wooden object infront of Feferi, then put it back under his arm.
"Well, you haven't really walked on it that much over the summer, so I can understand why."
"Well I sure as hell don't." Karkat snarled. To prove a point, Feferi grabbed his crutch, then moved out of his reach, holding his crutch like she dared him to come get it. "Hey, that's not nice!"
"Prove that you don't need it. C'mon Karkles, surely the doctors must be trying to make a fool out of you. Prove them wrong." The grin on her face looked sinister, something that didn't belong on her small, chubby little cheeks.
"Piss off. I can hardly walk! Give it back! And when the hell did my nickname become Karkles?" He reached out for it, trying his hardest to keep his balance. It felt odd to walk on it without the cast. Almost like it was asleep.
"When I decided it sounded cute." Feferi giggled, handing him his crutch back. "I'll see if Terezi and Kanaya will use it too. I think its just adorable. And it sounds nice too. Karkles. Almost like your laugh."
"Oh har har. Very funny. And what should I call you? Ginger instead of Fef?" Karkat had just noticed the freckles that peppered her nose and the tops of her cheeks. She must've gotten them over the summer.
"My hairs no where near orange!" Feferi whinned. "Look! Dark brown! It almost looks black." She pulled at her long wavy locks, trying to prove how not orange or red looking her hair was.
"I dunno. You probably dyed it that colour." Karkat laughed, seeing the defeated look on his friends face. "I'm just joking. But seriously, don't call me Karkles. Its like a pet name." Feferi rolled her eyes as they turned to go to their class and recieve their locker numbers. "So how was your summer?"
"Good. Mum made me start doing chores. I told her I really wanted a cell phone for my bithday, so she told me I had to work for it. I guess its not so bad huh?" Feferi asked, looking over at Karkat. With the crutch, he walked perfectly normal, but he leaned a little to his right because of it. It was almost like that horrible day had been erased completely from history. "I'd ask about you, but I assume it was spent on the couch eating chips and playing video games."
"Do you stalk me or something? Because that is creepily accurate." Karkat wrinkled his nose as he looked over at her.
"Pfft. No. Every time I'd been over to your house you would always say 'Sorry, I was just playing a game.' Then we'd walk into the living room and there'd always be a bag of chips beside your controller." Feferi pointed out. "Its not very hard to guess what you do with your free time when its the same thing over and over again."
"Point taken. Guess I need to find a new hobby." Karkat tilted his head from side to side, trying to think of what he could possibly do with his free time instead of play video games.
"You could play dollies!" Feferi's eyes lit up. "I have a whole bunch I could let you borrow! Its so much fun. You can make them go to the mall, or go on grand adventures, or or...everything!" The look Karkat gave her was a cross between disbelief and utter disgust.
"No. Hell no. I will never be caught within ten feet of a doll! Ever."
"Fine. I was just trying to help." Feferi sighed, pulling open the door to their class room. They had a female teacher for home room it seemed. Just by looking around the room you could tell she at least taught social. Great. Why couldn't it be math or science? She loved those two courses. "I'm Feferi, and this is Karkl-Karkat." Feferi told the teacher, stammering over the little nickname she'd given him.
The teacher looked down at the attendance sheet she had infront of her, looking for their names. "Okay. Feferi, your locker number 216, and Karkat you're...218." She said, handing them each a lock. "The combinations are on the piece of tape on the back. Make sure to memorize it and take the tape off."
"Wait, wait. Aren't they going alphabetically? Why am I two lockers down from her then?" Karkat asked, confused though his tone came off as a little irritated.
"We just randomly chose them. We thought it would be better that way, since then you meet new people around you, instead of the same people every year." Their teacher beamed up at them. "Oh, right, my names Miss Pennington. I teach Social and Math." Feferi's eyes grew wide. She taught math? Well, she wasn't so bad then. But where on these walls were anything that depicted math?
"Oh. Alright then. C'mon Fef. Help me get my shit in my locker."
"Language young man." Miss Pennington warned.
"Sorry." Karkat said, turning his back to her so he could roll his eyes and mouth something to himself.
Feferi quickly found their lockers, opening Karkat's up first so they could put his stuff away. "Need help with the lock?" She asked him, opening her's up, then emptying out her bag carefully so everything in her locker was all neatly organized for her.
"No. The locks the easy-" Karkat's voice cut off, and Feferi looked up to see him looking past her. Confused, she turned her head to see what he was looking at. Gamzee, standing right beside her. He didn't even seem to notice the two, just started throwing things into the locker next to hers, then threw the lock on and walked away. "Switch me lockers."
"What? Why? He's not doing anything." Feferi said, not because she didn't mind having a locker beside him, but because it meant having to take all of her stuff from her locker.
"I said, switch me lockers." Karkat's voice had a tone of warning in it, and Feferi obeyed.
Slowly, Feferi started to drift away from her friends. First it was Terezi, then Kanaya and finally Karkat. She felt like she owed something to Karkat, which was why it'd taken so long for her to loosen their ties. At the same time, she became closer and closer to Gamzee. She started learning more about him, went over to his house to visit, at lunches with him. It was nice, but she knew Karkat hated it.
"Hey, you wanna go out?" Gamzee asked. They were sitting out on the grass infront of the school eating their lunch. It was April, when the weather just started to get nice.
"Sure. Was there a movie you wanted to go see?" Feferi totally missed the point he was getting at, which made Gamzee smirk down at her with half lided eyes.
"No, silly. I meant 'do you want to be my girlfriend'?" Gamzee laughed a little at her, and her face lit up, feeling warm. What did she say? Did she like him that way?
"Oh. Uhm...sorry Gamz, I don't like you...like that." She smiled at him in a way that said she was truely sorry for it. "I'm sorry."
"Naw man, its okay. I understand." Gamzee dismissed it like he had been asking her to go see a movie later, instead of something more important.
That should've been the first warning sign for her. That should've been what persuaded her to not say yes to all of his idea's. Gamzee met a new friend named Tavros, and the two ended up almost being connected at the hip. They were best friends, but Gamzee always included Feferi in things. Going to the movies, playing video games at his house, whatever he could think of. There were days when she was too busy though, and wouldn't go.
By the end of May, Feferi had earned herself a new cellphone. It wasn't as fancy as what the other kids had, but she loved it none the less and got all of her friends numbers added into it, even the ones she'd drifted away from. Eventually, Feferi made up with Terezi, Kanaya and Karkat, and they started hanging out a lot more.
But she still hung out with Gamzee and Tavros. She couldn't abandon them, leave them behind. But at the same time, she felt something was off about the two, that something was going to happen.