A/n: another rushed chapter, i've been having to do these first hour at school. hopefully they're still good(:
As he and Dave grew closer to the pack of girls he could hear their excited whispers, things like taking him to prom and parties drifted back and forth among them. In front of him was the dumbest bunch of festering discharge that dared label themselves 'human' and he had to act like true gentletroll. At further inspection he could see that alcoholic, what was her name, Roxy? She was in front of them all, sizing him up the same way she had this morning. Those hazed lustful eyes made Karkat sick and all he wanted to do was run the fuck away from her like someone with a ripperwasp in his jock.
"Hai Karkab!" Roxy yelled out, unnecessarily drawing out the greeting. Dave stifled a laugh and shoved Karkat in front of him. Give him a hidden glare Karkat replied to the girl.
"Hi, Roxy." He tried to be polite but damn this bitch was making it hard. He already hated her. He hated her and all these other fuckasses so much for making such a damn spectacle of everything; so much so he felt he could possibly even hate a hole in paradox space itself, straight through to a new reality, fresh for the hating.
"Why don you come ate with us? *eat." She slurred in, Karkat assumed was supposed to be, a seductive tone. The thing that annoyed him most was she was so drunk, she realized she was drunk and knew she had to correct herself. What the actual fuck makes a person want to drink so much they learn to do that?
John had been scanning the lunch room for any sign of Karkat when he noticed the large group of girls that had begun to form themselves around the entry way he figured that'd be the best place to analyze. Upon seeing Dave doubled over in laughter he knew that's where Karkat was and he was more than a little scared at what was happening. Karkat may have been doing a marvelous job in keeping his cool, but with all that had happened John wasn't sure how long his friend would be able to keep it up.
"Why didn't you kick Erik's ass?" One girl shouted.
"Please, come sit with us!" Another yelled.
"Dave? Dave! You mind helping me here?" a frantic whisper John recognized. Doing a wonderful double facepalm John exhaled heavily and pushed his way through the crowd. The girls practically had a fit as the three boys began running away to their own table half of them screaming because of the joy it brought to see all three linking arms, the other because they were pissed.
"SWEET ALMIGHTY TAINTCHAFING FUCK! This place is full of fucking psycho's!" In the back of the lunchroom Karkat could drop his polite act and let his real emotions run rampant. Dave was still laughing pretty hard and it was not pleasing the troll one bit.
"Dude, dude, I'm sorry but really! Your face bro, priceless!" Dave managed to get this one garbled sentence out before bursting into hysterics. Karkat's eyes narrowed.
"Oh, oh Dave! Do you hear that? My chute is now doing a fucking stellar impression of someone that does not give a shit about how hilarious my facial expressions at the time were! Those lunatics could have devoured me there on the spot!"
He lightly, well lightly for Kar, punched Dave on the arm sending the blonde boy back into his fit of giggles. John couldn't help but laugh too, it was as if things were back to the way they should and none of this thug nonsense ever happened.