I HAVE RETURNED. Had trouble coming up with an idea for this :I This would've have come up sooner if I wasn't so Scatter-brained. I had ideas for all the other chapters EXCEPT this one -.- Does that make sense? Probably not OTL. Anyway, Wow this got more faves than I thought XD Thank you! I hope my OC doesn't seem like a Mary-Sue in this chapter -_-" This is also isn't my best chapter since it's focusing more on the OC Which is basically my weak writing point xD I'm not very happy with it. But by all means enjoy it anyway! :3

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Is it bad that I'm just sitting on a box watching the Mayhem insue? Now I know what your thinking- "What the HELL are you doing just sitting there? Do something before some expensive shit breaks!" And, I have the PERFECT answer- which is...What the hell am I SUPPOSED to do? The only other thing I could do is try and calm every down, which is pretty hard considering I can barely get them to shut up. Guess there's no harm in trying though...

"Guys...guys!" Okay maybe a little louder "Trolls?" Okay this isn't working. Guess I'm gonna have to call them all out.

"Crazy Stoned Clown, Cripple, Crazy bitch with weird eye, Blindy , Mr. Bipolar , Desperate Hipster Fish, Princess Fishy-pants, NyanTroll, Sweaty dude, Fuckass, and Project TrollWay- WILL YOU BE QUIET FOR ONE. DAMN. MOTHERFUCKING. MINUTE? I WANNA SAY SOMETHING."

The whole room goes quiet as I exhale. Too much?

"Thank you." I start "Now, I understand that your all flipping out, and believe me- I'm on the same confused and freaked out boat as you. But, until I can figure out what in FUCK'S NAME is going on- you are going to have to...stay here."

There was an awkward silence...

"I suppose we can go in Alphabetical order...or girls and boys. Heck, this place is so big I don't think it even matters." I say rambling to myself. "Alright! Let's get out this basement before we get eaten by giant mutant rats!"

Let's just say everyone was right behind me when we started to leave...

"Really? No way! Are you serious! Anissa you better not be playin' with me!" I said in pure excitement

This is how a conversation normally goes with me and my best friend Anissa. About 65% is about Gossip, the other sonething percent is a whatever is on our minds. By that, I mean a bunch of random shit that nobody cares about, but us.

Too be honest, I didn't really care for gossip. But, Anissa knew everything that was going on- it was like she was the Scientist and all our classmates were lab-rats. So, As her friend I listened to Vanessa did this and Haley is going out with that. I grew to enjoy it.

"Nope! I'm for real. Saige actually has a GIRLFRIEND!"

This is very useless information to you but, Saige was a the cutest Korean boy in the 10th grade. He has platinium blond hair that usually covers his left eye, and square rimmed glasses. He's incredibly tall, a grade higher than us and not to mention out of my legue. We've been friends for a couple of years though, but I never expected him to get a girlfriend so out of the blue.

"Well who is it?"

"Christina Summer."

"Oh...HELL no! She's the prettiest girl in the 11th grade. Wow, didn't see THAT coming!"

Insert awkward silence here.

"That's what SHE SAID!"

We both laughed our asses off. This is why we're best friends.

"MAXINE WILL YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP! I'M TRYING TO HACK A COMPUTER HERE."

I growl under my breath "Karkat everytime you touch a computer it burst into flames! Put back whatever you found in the garbage and stop eavesdropping! FUCKASS!"

"No! Your not the boss of me!"

I sigh "What were we talking about again?"

There was another long awkward pause.

"Did you just say Karkat?"

Uh oh. I scoff "Um...No! What made you think THAT?" Great, it's only been two hours and I've already blown my cover. "Because you just said his name and I heard a voice that sounds like a Karkat headcannon." I awkwardly scratch the back of my head and sit up from my bed. "I was talking to my...mom?"

"Your mom is out of town SMART ONE."

"Oh."

"I'm coming over there!"

"What? No!"

"Why not? For all I know you can have a Karkat cosplayer slash Protistute in your room."

I shudder. "Anissa I can ASSURE I don't have a...Troll fetish. Have I ever lied to you?"

"Yes." She responds in heartbeat "Well I'm not! I promise I'm okay and there are no trolls hiding in my attic!" I say confodentally. "Wait was that last part?"

"Nothing! Bye Aniss-niss! See ya at school!"

"'Kay see ya."

Click.

"Crap. That was close what was I thinking?" I say aloud to myself while falling back unto my bed. This was all because of my ditzy airhead-ness and a star. But, the worst parts are done. This IS Homestuck we're talking about. At first it's like "Eh." but then all the sudden three days later your like "ThIs ShIt Is...OH SWEET JEZUS ITS FREAKIN MIRACLES /epic tears"

I glare at the clock. Already seven? Ugh. I still have that stupid report due in like three days...

Screw it I'm taking a nap.

"Boy you got my heartbeat runnin' away
Beating like a drum and it's coming your way
Can't you hear that boom, badoom, boom
Boom, badoom, boom bass?"

Uh...What the hell is that? I open my eyes and grab my phone from the nightstand "7:30am..." it read.

Wait that means.

FUCK IM GONNA BE LATE.

I scramble from my bed and quickly pull a tight pink turtle-neck over my dirty white shirt and slip off my sweat-pants to replace with my green plaid skirt. I comb my messy hair into a pony-tail, slip on my fuzzy Uggs and rush downstairs to the kitchen to at least scarf down a pop or something.

"Oh hey sista' where are you going?"

I turn around to see Gamzee right behind me, as I chuck the strawberry poptart into the toaster. "Oh hey, Gamz. I gotta go to school."

"WhY?"

"Because..." Being impatient, I forcibly push the button to pop out my breakfast and scarf it down. "That's the law." I say with my mouth full. "See ya Gamzee! Tell everyone I'll be home around like... 4:30. There's food in the fridge and a Faygo in the pantry. Put in a cup, pop some ice in it and it taste better."

Now that I think about it...why is Gamzee up so early? Eh, whatever.

I grab my back-pack and wave good-bye.

Back to the jolly ol' prison!