You pull off of John, looking at him. He just lays there stunned. You didn't mean to do that to him. You go to get up when he pulls you down and kisses you again.
After that you were late for class. VERY late. Mostly because you were forced to go and hide from everyone because kissing John Egbert was EMBARRASSING as ever. Even to John, who was the one who pulled you down and kissed you again. Sometimes you hated people. You sat down in the only available desk, which was sadly right next to Dave. You didn't care you usually didn't pay attention in this class anyways. Yet today you listened closely to every single word the teacher said. You were too tired for this bullshit.
After awhile, you start to slump in your desk, you didn't sleep last night so that may be why. You slowly closed your eyes and sat there. When you opened your eyes again everyone was staring down at you. You had no idea why, then you saw that you flipped your desk over when you fell while you were asleep. Then your teacher handed you a slip of paper, it was a check-out note. Well shit, looks like you get to leave.
When you are at your locker grabbing your backpack you see John walking in the hallways. You look at him and he looks back at you. You then end up having a small chat. "Hey." "Hey." "What are you doing?" "Checking out, you?" "I was just getting a book from my locker." "Oh nice." You try to not be sarcastic but you fucking lost all hope anyways so fuck it "Well, um...heh." "What?" "Nothing just, so, um, what happened earlier...um..." "What the fuck are you do-" You don't even have the time to finish before he kisses you again. So you pull away, slam your locker shut and run, your face flushed red. He catches up to you sadly. "So, um, Karkat...wanna hang out later?" You look at him and sigh, you aren't getting Strider so fuck it "Sure, when?" "Next Friday, maybe six or seven pm?" "Sounds good." "Its a date then. Later Karkat!" You can not FUCKING BELIEVE THIS GOD DAMNED BULLSHIT!
But then again, he /IS/ ho- whoa whoa whoa! WAIT A MOTHERFUCKING SECOND! He, John Egbert, is HOT!? Pff- AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!...that is true. Sadly.
Later that night, you were questioned REPEATEDLY by your parents and brother about how you 'passed out' during class. You were bored of their questions so you just left to your room to fuck around with your guitar on your bed. Hopefully your parents aren't too upset about you over this.
...
They were and you got told by your mother. Oh well you're not grounded so fuck it. So you grabbed your guitar, locked your door, and started playing it slightly. You don't have an amp for it yet so you just play it while listening to some music through one ear. You always try to hit all the notes and almost always you hit them, but then you make a mistake and you replay the song to hit the right notes again. Basic practice.
You just got back from your "hang out" with John. Dear lord if a hang out is watching Men in Black 2 while making out then you literally had the best hang out ever. You could even say it was a date. He even SAID it was a date. He even fucking TREATED IT like a date! With him dropping you off, and kissing you before you got out, and him giving you his number...oh dear lord it WAS a date! FUCK!
Well, to be honest you DID like it.
FINALLY I FUCKING UPDATE! Jesus fucking Christ. Also I changed my name so instead of DaveStriderFuckedKarkatWithAJ its now ThiefOfADHD.
Yay.