Knock, knock. KK rapped on John's door, and was greeted by the smiling brunette. Sunday had always been their bro day, no Nepetas or Kanayas allowed.. Who needed girls when you had video games?

"I am going to kick all of your aththeth today," Sollux said proudly, waving around the controller.

Karkat playfully knocked him back on the couch with a single push. "Correction. You're going to kithth my ass, because I am the Mario master."

"Oh please." John, bringing out a controller for Karkat, "Who's had thirty bazillion more hours of playing it?"

Karkat laughed, taking the controller, and subjected himself to the couch. The warm stream on sunlight felt better now that it was assaulting him at noon, and not four in the morning. Why he had to exercise on weekend too, who knows. But he did it for Terezi.

Five minutes later~

"Oh god dammit!" Karkat cussed.

"I kicked your bootay, I kicked your boooootay!" John squawked in what Karkat supposed was originally supposed to be singing. "Who's the Mario king now Vantas?"

"Still me. Don't you know a king is defined by his victory dance?" Karkat quirked an eyebrow.

"And yourth," Sollux said, pointing to John, "thuckth."

Karkat guffawed loudly, "That sounds like something Terezi would say!" He clutched his sides in mirthless laughter, but it took him a second to realize that the other two weren't laughing.

"KK, that'th not funny," Sollux said, frowning. "Don't compare me to her. Terezi and all thothe Popularth were bitcheth to Nepeta on Friday."

"Yeah," John chimed in, "She was really hurt by their teasing. Couldn't you tell?"

"Uh, no." Karkat said sarcastically. "You guys are blowing this way out of proportion. They didn't mean anything by it, and Nepeta was fine. Calm your tits." He sighed in fake exasperation, hoping to joke the argument away.

"Whatever," Sollux scoffed, "Forget about it."

And he did.


Wow, she looks beautiful today...

Karkat gazed at Terezi, not bothering to hide his infatuation. She was actually talking to him, full-blown talking to him. It had cut down his time with friends, now that he was sitting with Populars at lunch, but it was Terezi they were talking about. He could hang out with his friends on weekends.

Terezi swiveled back and giggled at karkat's obvious staring. She blew a kiss and he felt his cheeks heat up. A month of Kanaya's early bird fuck-all routine had sent him spiraling into the swirl of cool. He even had the beginnings on abs, that he was very proud of.

Luckily, his friends had left the teasing thing alone. They'd finally come to their sense and were happy for him. She was on his thoughts and in his words all the time. Putting it simply, he loved her.

The bell sounded shrill in his ear as he stood up to leave. Oh, the agony at being separated from her beautiful sunglass'd eyes and her delicate cackle. How could he possibly live through another eighty minutes without her?

"Karkles!" Terezi called, pouncing on his arm with a gesture that reminded him distinctly of Nepeta.

"Hey Terezi," Karkat said, curling his arm around her waist. He wanted to date her. He wanted to date her so bad. Be my girlfriend! He chanted subconsciously. How was it that Populars could be so flirty without dating? It was a concept he'd had to get used to.

"Oh my god, tell me you're going to Gamzee's party this weekend!" She squealed and Karkat inadvertently winced at both the high pitch and the mention of her on again, off again (thank god it was off right now) boyfriend.

"Uhhh, party? I wasn't aware I was invited to said party." He bit his tongue to stop himself from insulting the juggalo freak, at least in front of Terezi. God, that dude pissed him off, always ogling Terezi. And Nepeta too! Gamzee was on of the few things he and Equius agreed on: Keep him away from Nepeta. One of the days, karkat had a suspicion that Gamzee was gonna kill her or something! What a weirdo.

"Of course you're invited, silly goose!" She laughed, "He may be a crazy-ass stoner, but damn, he throws a good party." She leaned in to whisper in his ear and goosebumps rose on his flesh.

"His parents are supposedly drug dealers, and they always leave the liquor cabinet unlocked. But stay away from the punch, unless you wanna wake up in an alley, without your ass-virginity." She threw her head back and gave a witchy cackle. Karkat tried to laugh, but it was a half-assed attempt and he knew it.

To be honest, liqour and smoking and drugs had always freaked him out. Maybe it was the multitude of lectures he'd gotten from his red-sweater obsessed cousin, or maybe it was because he just liked his brain cells, thank you. As much as he pretended to be a badass, a part of Karkat was still young and innocent, and he didn't want to corrupt that part of him anytime soon.

He hated knowing that Terezi did stuff like that. He'd heard many things about her that he chose not to believe. Stories of drunken makeouts, secrets, lies, lesbian flings, and cheating. But those were just rumours.

At least, that's what he told his friends when they worried. He loved Terezi, and one of these days, he was going to get the courage to ask her out, and kiss her like he'd always imagined.

But that day was not today, and until it was that day, he would just have to go to lame parties thrown by stoner boys.

"Yeah," he said, "I'll be there."


All the Terezi fans are going to roast me alive, I just know it. /hides/

Sorry for the wait, I have chapter 8 done, but I haven't gotten the time to type it, because I've been doing a cheerlead-y, tryout...thingie.

Anyways.

I'll update soon, Byeeee!