Here's Chap. 2! How are you guys liking this so far? I think it's coming along nicely...

You roll out of bed slowly. You hit the alarm that's blaring the Ghost Busters theme. You sigh.

It was a rough night for you. It was filled with dreams of you and Dave. Doing boyfriend things. It kind of scared you how after just admitting your slight gayness, you're already having dreams about marrying your best friend.

You pulled on a green shirt, blue jeans, and black Converse. The basic outfit you've worn all year, but you feel like it's different. Maybe because you remember that Dave said that he liked this particular shirt on you awhile ago in the back of your mind. But this has nothing to do with why you're wearing it.

You're only a little gay, remember? You have a lovely girlfriend, right? You shake your head. She wasn't exactly a lovely person, but Vriska was nice enough. You tried to get her to stop picking on Tavros, a boy who sits in a wheelchair, but that didn't go so well.

You shrug. Is it possible to like two people at once? Or can you only like one at a time? So does this mean that you don't like Vriska anymore? This whole thing was getting too confusing.

You bounded down the stairs while thinking this over. Your dad had set up breakfast before going to work.

"Daaad," you groan. All he had put out are all of his cakes. The cakes that you sneak into the garbage can. You honestly don't know how your mom could stand all his baking needs.

You grab a Poptart instead of eating your dad's shitty cakes, if you could even call them that. The clock on the oven read eyes widened and you ran to your room to get your backpack. You dashed out the door still munching on your breakfast. The bus leaves at 7:45. You got 4, now 3, minutes to get to the bus stop a block away. Dave's block.

Your heart does a little jig in your chest as you turned the corner onto his street. Maybe he'll take the bus today. Then he'll sit next to you. And then you can admire the way his lips move as they form words. Maybe then you can lean over and- stop it right there, Egbert. You need to get this crush under control.

You try to shake those thoughts out of your head as you climbed onto the bus. You search for Dave's golden head, and you find it. Just not where you thought it would be.

The object of your small affection is sitting with his cherry-red haired girlfriend and her albino friend, Karkat. Your heart tightens a little. Snap out of it, John! It's okay if Dave wants to sit with his other friends. He doesn't belong to you.

Not yet, another voice in your head counters. You finally accept it. You are insane. You trudge to the back of the bus. You sit alone. You would sit with Vriska if she went on this bus. She doesn't. You would sit with Jade and Rose, but they're sharing a seat with Kanaya, who is Rose's current girlfriend.

You sigh. This would be a long bus ride.

When you get off the bus, you hear a deep voice call, "Egderp! Wait up!"

You don't turn around. You know who it is. When Dave catches up to you, he gives you a half-smile and says, "Hey."

"Hey," you say back. You're trying to fight off a blush even though you can feel it creeping up your face.

You make small talk with your best bro until you come to your locker. Vriska's already waiting for you, waiting to go to Chemistry.

"Joooooooohn," she whines. You wince slightly at her soprano voice. She walks up to you and gives you a little shove. "Where were you? I had to wait by your locker and I had to talk to Ampora because I was blocking his locker, even though I clearly wasn't..."

You let Vriska ramble on about how much she hates Eridan Ampora. The exchange student really gave you no trouble, but Vriska hates him and his stutter. A lot. You would say that they had something between them if you weren't dating Vriska. But if you get together with Dave...

Not if, when!, the pesky voice says again.

You really need to find a way to minimize this crush.

You roll out of bed slowly. You hit the alarm that's blaring the GHOST BUSTERS theme. You sigh.

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