AN: So sorry this has taken a week or so to be put out! I was in the hospital for a while and didn't have any time to type it up, but be expecting more regular chapter updates soon!
Karkat hated school. There wasn't a thing in the world that compared to his hatred for it. He always spent the day bored, with nothing to do but listen to the teacher drone on while doodling in his notebook.
Today, however, was much different. Karkat's mind was very preoccupied with the phone call he had last night. That, and thinking about the book he had checked out (And was already finished with).
He couldn't help but wonder if the guy would call him. Maybe he would tell him who he is today. Or better yet, maybe he wouldn't, and Karkat could go on having a black crush for him without things like image getting in the way. Of course, Karkat wasn't admitting to himself that it was a crush at all, because doing that was too difficult and embarrassing. He did think that the whole mystery seemed straight out of a romcom, but that was as far as it went.
Still, he felt kind of empty when he thought about how he probably wouldn't call him. He really had no reason to, considering the catastrophic conversation they had yesterday. Still, Karkat had this sliver of hope that maybe, just maybe, he was thinking about him too.
Karkat felt his phone vibrate his pocket. He stealthily brought it out and found that John had texted him.
J: are you as bored as i am right now?
K: I GAVE YOU THIS NUMBER SO WE COULD WORK ON OUR PAPER, NOT TEXT IN CLASS YOU IDIOT.
J: wow you really need to lighten up! plus i can see you across the room, and you so aren't paying any attention.
Karkat looked up at John, who waved and wiggled his eyebrows suggestively at him.
K: THE HELL IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?
J: i think you met someone.
Karkat flushed and glared at John, who was now giggling at him.
K: I DID NOT.
J: whatever you say karkat :B
Karkat was about to put his phone away when it vibrated again. He opened it exasperatedly, expecting John had sent him another text to bother him. Instead it was from an unregistered contact. Karkat's heart raced a bit as he opened it up.
?: hows the book going babe ;)
K: WOULDN'T YOU LIKE TO KNOW.
?: still pissy i see
?: why do you type like that anyways do you really have to shout everything you say
K: BECAUSE I FEEL LIKE IT, YOU DIPSHIT. ANYWAYS, I THOUGHT YOU WOULDN'T BE BOTHERING ME AGAIN.
?: dont act like you didnt miss me
?: no but really where did you get to
K: YOU WOULDN'T EVEN KNOW, YOU DIDN'T READ IT.
?: who the fuck said i didnt read it.
This took Karkat by surprise.
K: YOU SAID IT WAS GIRLY.
?: it is i only read it so if a girl called i could prove i was a true romantic
K: ALRIGHT PROVE IT THEN.
?: the guys name is alex and the girls is teresa
K: YOU COULD GET THAT MUCH OFF OF SPARK NOTES, I'M NOT AN IDIOT. TELL ME YOUR FAVORITE PART.
?: fine i liked the part where the guy apologized to the girl by making her a scrapbook full of photos of them
K: YEAH THAT PART WAS OKAY.
?: wait theres no way youve already read that far it was like at the end
K: I'VE ALREADY FINISHED IT NUMBNUTS.
?: shit man
K: I LIKED WHERE THE DIALOGUE OF WHEN THE GUY CONFESSED HIS LOVE FOR THE GIRL. ESPECIALLY THE PART WHERE HE BROUGHT OUT THAT CANDY SHE LIKED
?: i just think all of its too unrealistic though
?: like how would you remember such tiny little fucking details
?: youd have to be like some creep or something
K: SAYS YOU. MINE ARE TWIZZLERS IN CASE YOUR EMPTY HEAD SOMEHOW FOUND A WAY OF WONDERING.
Karkat looked up and realized that the teacher was giving him a meaningful look.
K: I HAVE TO GO, BUT…
Karkat hesitated.
K: I'LL TEXT YOU AFTER SCHOOL.
At the other end of the same school, Dave was raising his eyebrows in surprise. But also, he also kind of smiled at it.
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Karkat ran into his house, flying past a bewildered Kankri, and bolted up the stairs, slamming his door loudly. He had no time to care about his brother's triggers, or about the impending lecture that would come about when he came down for dinner. Right now he was just focused on his mystery companion. He had a lot of questions to ask, but the one that bothered him the most was about the identity of him. The whole situation seemed straight out of a romcom, and he was more than happy to go along with it.
Plus, the mystery of it all was positively thrilling. This guy, asshole as he was, could be anyone. The least popular guy in school, or even the most. It was exciting, as weird as it was for Karkat to have that emotion.
Pulling out his phone, Karkat sat down at his desk. He then realized he had no idea how to start up a conversation with this guy.
He was sitting there pondering what to say when his phone vibrated in his hand.
?: are you home yet im bored as fuck
K: YEAH, I'M HOME. AND IF YOU'RE BORED DO SOMETHING FUCKHEAD.
?: are you always this charming
?: anyways i am im texting you
K: YES, I AM THE FUCKING MAYOR OF CHARMSVILLE. I'M SUCH A SWEET PERSON THAT I MAKE ROCK CANDY SEEM LIKE A FUCKING LEMONHEAD.
?: you are such a fucking dork
K: SO YOU REALLY HATE ROMANCE RIGHT?
?: dude i thought we cleared this shit up
K: I WAS TRYING TO FIGURE OUT IF ROMCOMS ALSO FALL INTO THE CATEGORY OF 'WATCHABLE BY IRONY'
?: fuck no you like those shitty things too
?: forget mayor of charmsville youre like the king of lame
?: like youre up there with inhalers and allergy medication
K: YEAH WHATEVER DOUCHEMUFFIN. THE HELL DO YOU DO FOR FUN THEN?
?: you know sweet bro and hella jeff
K: THAT DIPSHIT COMIC? DON'T TELL ME YOU ACTUALLY LIKE THAT CRAP.
?: it is like the epitome of ironic humor
?: the guy who wrote it must have been a fucking god
?: with some sick shades or some shit like that
?: and maybe some hella rapping skills
K: WHAT, DO YOU HAVE SOME SORT OF BRO CRUSH ON THIS DUDE OR WHAT? AND NO, I'VE NEVER GONE NEAR THAT PILE OF GARBAGE. TO DO SO WOULD BE IMPAIRMENT TO MY CORE VALUES OF A PERSON WITH DECENT TASTE.
?: you shouldnt judge such a masterpiece before actually reading it
K: YOU'RE ONE TO TALK.
There was a pause in the conversation.
?: okay okay heres a proposition
?: you read some sweet bro and hella jeff and ill watch one of your stupid romcoms or whatever
Karkat considered this for a moment. He didn't really care, but at the same time, what exactly did he have to lose?
K: FINE. BUT IF I FIND YOU DIDN'T ACTUALLY WATCH IT, YOU'RE GARUNTEED MY FOOT UP YOUR ASS.
He made a disgruntled noise and closed his phone. This guy was so lame, yet he also had this urge to prove something to this guy. He had this weird urge to respond to his texts, even when they were the absolute bullshit.
On that note, this guy seemed way too flashy. Karkat had watched enough movies to tell a real personality from a fake one, and this guy was really pushing it. But at the same time Karkat felt this other side of him peek through sometimes, like when they were talking about romance. He wondered what this guy was hiding.
And with that troubled thought, he fell asleep.
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AN: There should be a big plot turn in the next chapter, so look out for it! :D