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Mmmm… I can still taste it in my mouth, the succulent juices of the roast, along with some instant mashed potatoes. I lick my lips as I head upstairs for the second time tonight, removing my cat collar and bobby pin that keeps my hair looking somewhat okay since I can't wear my hat at school. When I get into my room I realize that my pester chum alert is going off, and I notice its Kanaya.

- grimAuxiliatrix [GA] began pestering arsenicCatnip [AC] –

GA: Nepeta I Wish To Speak With You

GA: Are You There Nepeta

GA: So You Are Just Going To Be Silent

GA: How Convenient

AC: :33 sorry, i was eating, what do you want to say to me?

GA: Well I Was Going To Console You Because You Seemed Agitated During Physical Education But You Seem Better Now I Guess I Will Just Leave

AC: :33 no! don't leave kanaya!

GA: Well If You Insist I Guess I Will Stay What Are You Even Doing

AC: :33 i just finished eating and now i'm talking to you, why?

GA: No Reason Im Just Dreadfully Bored

AC: :33 well, i have to go, meulin is telling me to go to bed. see you tomorrow, okay?

GA: Okay Rest Well

-arsenicCatnip [AC] ceased pestering grimAuxiliatrix [GA] –

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"HEY NEP, PHYCYATRY'S TODAY! GET UP GET UP GET UP GET UP!"

"ARG! MEULIN! YOU'RE BEING LOUD AS HECK! GET OFF ME!"

"ARE YOU UP?!"

"Yes, I'm up! Stop yelling!"

"Sorry!"

"Urgh…"

I crawl out of bed, shoving Meulin off of me with a small grunt. I trudge downstairs after her and grab the bowl of cereal that's already poured and start munching. When I finish I head upstairs, slightly more awake. Why is she making me get up at five thirty? Oh wait, the meeting fricking starts at seven! I hate when she thinks I'll kindly get up that early. I absolutely hate missing school, but the schools insist that Meulin and I go through psychotherapy for a while. At least they're paying for it. I head into the bathroom and run a brush through my red hair and wash my face, making myself look somewhat presentable. Back in my room, I grab my black shirt with the logo of Equius's favorite archery range, a pair of fuchsia leggings, and my jacket. It still smells like her…

I march downstairs and back into the kitchen, where Meulin sits at the counter, finishing up her cereal, complete and ready to go. It's six-thirty, so she finishes her cereal and goes outside with me. We stuff our backpacks into the trunk and get in the car, Meulin starting it up and pulling out. It takes about twenty minutes to get there, and the parking lot is enormous! The therapy clinic is in a wing of the normal doctor's office, but still, why is the parking lot so huge? We park by the door and get out, locking up the vehicle and heading inside.

White.

The lobby is white.

What is it with people and white being "fashionable".

Ugh, anyways, Meulin leads me to the desk and checks us in, the woman pointing us to the waiting area. We sit in white "designer" chairs while only a few people, mostly pinned up in suits and ties, pass. My mind blanks while Meulin and I wait for the doctor to come out, and eventually I hear an assistant call out.

"Nepeta Leijon," says a woman with a kind smile, but I can't tell if it's forced. She's pretty tall and her black hair is tied back in a braid, loose tendrils framing her dark brown face. A loose purple blouse hangs on her torso, and a pair of long black slacks flow around her legs, ending right above her flats. I stand up and walk over to her, my jacket flowing behind me. She smiles and leads me to her office, where there's a big puffy couch and color. There is actually color! Two big paintings of abstract art cover the walls along with a desk, a bunch of shelves, and one filing cabinet. There's a lava lamp in the corner that has yet to be turned on, and a few personal pictures. The woman ushered me to sit on the couch, and I oblige, not being able to refuse. We go through my feelings and my grades and whatnot. The session is over pretty quick and I leave, Meulin being called in after me. I sit back in the waiting area and wait. Oh, how I wish I had my sketchbook! Why did I leave it in the car? I start thinking of what class I should be in, based on the time. Hmm… school hasn't even started yet, it's going to start in about twenty minutes Oh well, I'll miss the first half of science. Meulin walks out and motions for me to come over to her. I do as she says.

"Okay, ready to go?" she asks.

"Yeah, you were quick," I respond.

"Yeah, the doctor didn't have much to say to my, or I to her either. Anyways, let's go."

We leave the clinic and get back in the car, and it takes Meulin a couple of times to get it to start. She drops me off at school and leaves, leaving me on the porch of the school. I walk inside and it's most of the way through first period. Yes! Anyways, I check in and head to my locker on the third floor, sheesh, why are there are so many steps? I take as long as possible to empty out my backpack, and I look at the stuff in my locker. There's a mirror that shows me myself, I see my peach colored skin that has freckles splattered across the surface. I also have a small mouth, and very thin lips. My nose has an outward crook in it that makes me look Greek, but then I have olive green eyes and bright orange red hair that obviously says I'm Irish. My hair is a mess, even when I brush it. Kanaya once curled it for me, or attempted to. It didn't work. At. All. Next to the mirror is a picture of mom, Meulin, and I at the Oregon State Fair. We went every year. We never missed a day of the fair and we always went on every ride. I loathed the big roller coaster, but went on it anyways because Meulin would drag me. I loved the Ferris Wheel because I would be so high up that I could see the house, but I had to drag Meulin there because she's scared of heights. I feel a tear welling in my eyes. I slam my locker and turn around, sliding down the wall and sit on the floor. I have my binder in my lap, so I pick it up and squeeze it in my arms, wiping the last tear from my eyes and standing up. I walk into science and give the teacher the note and sit down.

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"Ahh! Equius! I don't need to be crushed half to death!"

"Oh, sorry, Nepeta. I didn't mean to hug you that hard," Equius apologizes, letting me go and stepping back.

I sit down at the lunch table, not feeling like eating today. "It's fine, I'm just tired."

"Well, sitting there and not eating will not help. Eating healthy is what keeps you strong!" he states, emphasizing the word strong, like he always does.

"Well, I just don't feel like eating, Equius…"

"Nonsense! I demand you get in line right now."

"I said I wasn't hungry."

"I realize that, but whatever you don't eat I'll have, but you must eat at least one third of it beforehand."

"Fine…" I stand up and walk with him to the lunch line. It's not like I can argue with him for too long about such an inane subject such as eating. He's right anyways, I was being silly.

We sit down, and I take a few bites of my sandwich and set it down, taking it slowly. Karkat and Kanaya sit by us with their trays and continue their conversation. A couple minutes pass and Karkat looks over at me. "Hey, you okay? You aren't eating."

"Yeah."

"Okay, what the fuck kind of asinine answer is that?"

"What do you mean?"

"Eat." He turns back towards Kanaya. I pick up my sandwich and take another two bites out of it and set it back down. Karkat looks back over at me and sighs. "Why aren't you eating? Please tell me you haven't developed a fucking eating disorder. Those things are pointless and probably the stupidest excuse to ever be shitting this planet."

"I don't have an eating disorder, trust me I-"

"Stop bothering her, she doesn't need the likes of you telling her what to and not to do. Mind your own business," Equius commands of Karkat. He then turns to me and says, "Are you okay Nepeta?"

"I'm fine, and you really shouldn't treat Karkat like that. He's a person, you know."

"Well…"

"No, I'm not taking that from you. If you want to be a stuck up snob do it somewhere else!" I yell, loud enough to get the attention of some of the kids next to us. I realize I was yelling, then I look over and see Karkat's mouth agape. I turn back to Equius. "I'm sorry-"

"Nepeta, there is no need. I was being a jerk, so I'm sorry. I did not mean to upset you."

"Well, I bet you were trying to upset him," I say quietly, then stand up, grab my binder, and walk to the bathroom, leaving my plate on the table. When I make it into the bathroom, I walk into a stall and lock it. I sit on the tank of the toilet to make sure that if someone comes after me, they won't know what stall I'm in. I hear someone come in the door of the bathroom.

"Nepeta, Equius says he's sorry," I hear Kanaya's voice say. I don't answer. "Come on, Nepeta, I know you're in here." I still don't answer. I hear her starting to open stalls until she yanks on my door and it doesn't open. She reaches over with her long arm and unlocks it, opening the door to me.

"Hey!" I yell in reaction to her opening the door.

"You aren't naked, and if you were, we're both girls anyways. What has gotten into you?" Kanaya inquires, not expecting an answer. She steps forward into the stall and hugs me, humming something. "Are you okay?" she asks.

"Yeah…" I say, the tone in my voice not so convincing.

"No you aren't, what happened?"

"I-I don't know."

"Nepeta," she protests.

"Yes?"

"There is something on your mind, what is it?"

"Nothing is on my mind."

"Yes there is."

"No there isn't."

"Nepeta."

"What?" I question. Kanaya just glares at me.

"This is ridiculous. I guess you will never ever feel better."

"Kanaya?"

"Yes?"

"There is something on my mind…"

"What is it?"

After a brief pause I blurt out, "I like Karkat."

Well, that concludes this chapter! I'm just evil, aren't I? Sorry for such a short chapter, and don't forget to review. I'm ravenous for your guys' feedback! I love you all, and I hope to update really soon!