My most favorite moirail Kevin finally posted that last review I needed, I've been waiting to post this damn chapter for like a week now.
Anyways here it is. And also, there will be more about Johns freak out later, just saying.
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My favorite day had to be the day when he finally snapped. And I'm not talking like, snapping at someone because they said the wrong thing, no no.
I mean he full out blew the fuck up.
Dave had this weird thing about always keeping his cool around everyone, no matter how pissed off he got.
But there was one day, that he finally snapped straight down the middle and everything came flooding out of his system.
John had to be the most surprised by his friends outburst, but I sure as hell wasn't.
It was the same day that Gamzee got back.
In fact, it was Gamzee that finally got Dave to snap.
God those two hated each other.
So much.
I'm pretty sure it was actually because they both wanted Terezi for their partner in Science.
Can't blame them, she's the smartest there is when it comes to science.
Though, at the time, I had always thought that they were actually fighting for her affection.
I mean, I know Gamzee didn't really have any preferences when it came to love, but he sure as hell wasn't going to let Dave have a slice of the hot ass that was Terezi.
I don't know which pissed me off more, the fact that Dave clearly had a crush Terezi, or the fact that my best 'motherfucking' friend was blowing me off for a girl that hated his guts.
I remember, that was the day that things almost started falling together, almost.
That had been the day that Sollux finally found his balls and asked the question that changed things.
I actually found it the funniest fucking thing in the world, but well...Eridan was not amused.
He got over it, of course. Quickly, in fact.
But he was pissed at first.
You stand in the middle of right field, watching the ball fly through the air as the runner takes off towards first base.
You never did like baseball.
It is not your favorite sport.
It is not.
Dave doesn't seem to like this game all that much either.
He is leaning against a wall nearby, not even paying that much attention to the game at hand.
The ball bounces on the ground near center field, and you look over to see the runner at base two.
Stupid asshole.
You don't know his name, and you don't care to find out, because he is not important to the story you are trying to tell.
Eridan is sulking somewhere in the gym, that much you know, but you aren't quite sure where he is.
If anything, he might even be underneath the bleachers.
That is actually a huge possibility.
You would go check, but you really don't feel like it.
The game plays on, and you find yourself caring less and less about who is winning and who is losing.
As time drains on, you wonder still where your idiot hipster douchebag is.
Scanning over that different people running around like assholes after the white ball, looking for that stupid purple fucking stripe.
A flash of deep, and you mean deep, purple catches your eye and you turn to get a better look at it, thinking it is probably Eridan.
Only to let out a yelp and go running towards the tall bundle of pot and joy that is your best friend.
Completely ignore the shouts of protest from your teammates, and running as fast as your legs will carry you over to someone you missed so much while he was gone.
"Gamzee!" you yell out his name as a warning and jump into his waiting arms, wrapping your own around his neck.
"Hey motherfucker. What's up." he chuckles. He smiles brightly at you, and you smile back.
Wow you missed this asshat. And now he's home.
You hug him again, laughing into his messy hair.
He ruffles your own tangled mess of hair and set you back down.
You wonder slightly if he is high or not.
Probably.
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Math is uneventful, as always.
If you count Dave harassing you for answers (like he does everyday) uneventful.
You don't mind it much when he does that.
In fact, you would gladly do his homework for him, if it only meant getting to spend more time with the insufferable prick.
He is insufferable, and amazingly gorgeous, you might add.
Even as he turns around to ask you for another answer, you only point to your paper and smile when his eyes turn down to look.
You have taken to doodling in the time that it takes for him to finish his own work before using yours to check the answers.
Math is slowly starting to become your favorite subject.
Completely ignoring the scribbles you are drawing all over a separate sheet of paper, you absentmindedly doodling in the mass of chaotic lines.
"Katniss, is that a heart I see there?" he chuckles, and the sound makes your heart thump just that much louder. He has taken to calling you Katniss, and will even whistle at you in the hallways.
You should have never let him watch that movie.
And yes, that's a heart, and wow you just noticed that was there.
When the fuck did you do that?
"OOooohhh. Karkies got a crruuuussshh." he sings, making kissy faces and cooing at you.
Jabbing your pencil into his nose, you gather your things and wait for the bell.
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You have always wondered why the school put the cafeteria in a different building than the main one.
You never did understand their reasons for the decision.
Nor do you really care all that much.
The point is that Gamzee walked in the doors to the cafeteria not even ten minutes ago and already he and Dave are screaming at each other.
You would intervene, really you would.
But the scene is just too hilarious to not stand and watch.
Besides, aren't the teachers supposed to be the ones to break up fights?
Where the fuck are they anyways?
"AND WHAT MAKES YOU THINK TEREZI WOULD EVEN WANT TO BE YOUR PARTNER?!" Dave yells in the taller boys face.
You silently pray that Dave makes it out of this argument without any fatal injuries.
Because everyone knows not to mess with Gamzee.
Fucker has a rep.
Dave doesn't know about that reputation, though, and you think now is the wrong time to let him know about it.
"SHE'S MY MOTHERFUCKING FRIEND." Gamzee shouts back, his face dangerously close to Dave's. You are thinking that your juggalo friend just might bite Dave.
"SHE'S MY FRIEND TOO ASSHOLE."
"SAYS WHO?!"
"SAYS SHE!"
"BULL-MOTHERFUCKING-SHIT."
"OH SHUT THE FUCK UP."
"YOU STARTED THIS!"
"HOW DID I START THIS?!"
"BY BEING A PRICK!"
"THAT DOESN'T EVEN MAKES SENSE!"
"IT MOTHERFUCKING DOES NOW!"
"Will both of you just quit it please?" you finally step between the two, placing a hand gently in the center of Gamzee's chest and pushing lightly.
"Tch. What the fuck ever." Gamzee glares at Dave one final time before smiling down at you softly and turning to walk out.
You let out a sigh and look back at Dave.
"I'll...talk to you later, then..." you tell him, promising a further explanation later.
He nods once, and you follow your juggalo out the doors of the cafeteria.
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You always have hated the school's hallways, but right now, you have never been more happy about their small spaces.
"Sollux, just wwhat the fuck is this all about?" Eridan asks, glaring over the top of his stupid hipster glasses. You smile slightly and applaud Sollux's bravery.
He must really like this asshole hipster, if he's doing this.
"I jutht wanted...to tell you thomething." Sollux mumbles, so quietly that you almost don't even hear him say it.
If that sentence didn't get Eridan's attention, you don't know what will. Everyone knows that the nerd never let's his lisp slip out.
"Wwhat did you have to say?"
"I uh...well it'th hard to explain..." he starts.
Mentally facepalming, you roll your eyes.
"You thee...I kinda, have this cruth."
"On...wwho?"
"That'th...that'th the hard part."
"Oh cod! Is it Fef?!"
"What?! No!"
"Then...wwho is it?" Eridan's cheeks flush, like he just might be beginning to understand. "Is it Aradia? Terezi maybe? Or is it that girl in your math class that you're alwways talking to? Could it be Vvri-"
"Eridan will you go out with me?" Sollux finally blurts out.
"-ska...wwhat?"
"I really like you." he tries to backpedal slightly. "And I wanted to know if you would maybe give me a chance?"
Eridan hesitates, his face going a deeper shade of red.
Then he explodes in rage.
Honestly not what you were expecting in the slightest, but still.
"Wwhat?! Howw dare you! You told you I was gay?! Wwas it Vvris? Because she can be such a lying bitch sometimes!" Eridan starts, waving his hands around frantically.
Sollux smiles, taking hold of the flailing hipster's face and silencing his ranting with a kiss.
And this is where you stop watching the disgusting display of romantic affection.
Eridan stands still, completely in shock for a total of ten seconds before his clenched fist collides with Sollux's chest, only succeeding in pushing their lips apart.
DID YOU NOT UNDERSTAND THE PART ABOUT YOU NOT WATCHING THIS ANYMORE.
Oh...right...
See there's a problem with that.
You are currently crammed in a locker.
Not just any locker.
Dave's locker.
You hate the fact that you are short enough to fit in these lockers. It makes it easier for people to shove you into lockers.
Dave will probably find you in here next hour, probably.
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The final bell will always be one of your favorite sounds, but right now it is not.
Dave hasn't been by his locker.
You are still shoved in his locker.
It is starting to hurt a lot.
At first it was just uncomfortable, but then it was painful.
Now it hurts a lot.
In more than one way. Because no one has even been looking for you.
"And he was being a such a dick about it." someone says.
Faintly, you realize it's John.
"Well, maybe you should just apologize to him." Rose replies.
"What for? It's his fault. And anyways, have you seen Dave?"
"He said he was looking for Karkat, actually."
"Where is Karkat?" John asks, his voice already starting to fade out.
You don't hear Roses reply, and the sound of people leaving gets quieter and quieter.
Your shoulders sag, and you lean against the back of the locker more, mindful of the hooks that hold Dave's bag up.
You will just have to wait for the janitor to walk by.
When the hallway goes completely silent, you sigh and close your eyes.
Then the sound of someone running catches your attention.
Hoping they run by the locker you are being held in, you perk up in hope they might help you out.
The running stops, and you watch Dave walk up to his locker.
"Damn." he mumbles.
You would say something, but you might scare the shit out of him.
The door opens, and you lose balance, falling straight into Dave and knocking him back onto the floor.
You fall with him, his arms around your waist.
"Ow." he mumbles.
You glare into his glasses and sit upright.
"Where, the fuck, were you. I've been stuck in your fucking locker since lunch." you shout at him, poking his chest.
"Karkat?" he asks, confused. "Oh my god! Where the fuck have you been?!" he shouts back, throwing his arms around your neck and pulling you into a hug.
Surprised, and just a lot confused, you nuzzle into the hug slightly at first before pulling away.
"I just told you fuckface, I've been in your locker." you remind him, ignoring the feeling you get in your stomach.
"I've been looking everywhere for you. How the fuck did you get in there?" he asks, sitting up.
You ignore the fact that you are currently sitting in his lap.
"Some asshole kinda just...shoved me in there." you explain.
He frowns.
"What asshole."
"I don't know, some senior I think?" you aren't really sure.
Dave is livid about this, you can see it. His lips are turned down in a frown, and his fists are cleched at his sides.
You aren't sure if he is pissed about you being in his locker or about the senior shoving you in there in the first place.
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One more thanks going out to Kevin my moiry-ale-person, because he FINALLY gave a review to my stupid story.
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