Okay wow sorry this took forever and a day... I might start updating more soon because i really wanna get this done.

Homestuck belongs to A. Hussie

Chapter 5

It was about three in the morning when he woke up. Karkat tried desperately to get back to sleep but he couldn't, this didn't surprise him though. Instead he just laid in bed, wide awake and listening to the various noises of the house as it settled. He let his mind wander as he contemplated what the meanings of life and the universe were. He quickly abandoned those thoughts and moved on to simpler things, like his time in school so far. He had made some pretty good friends so far. Everything seemed fine, the bullying hadn't escalated too much and his grades where above average for once. Things were going well for the most part. 'Can the same be said for Terezi?' The tired boy thought. 'Oh and those other assholes too.' Karkat kept finding himself thinking about Terezi and how she was doing in school. 'Do kids make fun of her because she's blind? Do they even know she is? I never see her hanging out with anyone else does she have any other friends? Does she have a boyfriend?' Karkat's eyebrows furrowed as he rubbed his eyes, 'Shit, why did I think that? It doesn't even matter if she does it's not like I'm interested right?' He felt his face get warmer at the thought of her and covered his face with his cool pillow. 'Oh great.'

When Karkat got to school on Friday he was shocked to see that clown character sitting at his table. Karkat tried to avoid him and find a different seat but the juggalo managed to lock eyes with him as Karkat tried to steal a glance.

"Mornin' muthafucka'." He yawned.

"Uh, hi?" Karkat cautiously stepped towards the table. "Why are you sitting here?"

The clowns face fell a bit. "Well why not bro?"

"I don't know, you just… never sat here before…" Karkat put his books down on the table, his eyes never left the other boy's, "so why now?"

"Man I just all up an' wanted meet some new muthafuckas."

God what a mouth on this kid. Karkat could smell the cannabis on him too. "Jesus, I can smell pot all over you, I don't think I want you to be around me."

The other boys smile fell completely this time. "Aw c'mon man, it's for medicinal shit."

Karkat wasn't too sure he believed him but he decided to let him stay. "Okay fine you can stay for now."

The goofy grin was plastered back on the boy's face within seconds of finishing the sentence.

"So…uh…my name's Karkat."

"Cool beans."

. . .

"Dude, what's your name?"

"Ha-ha, Gamzee muthafucka. Gamzee Makara."

Well it seems as though Karkat has just made another odd friend.

The bell rang loud through the halls, signaling the temporary release of hungry teenagers for lunch. Karkat made his way to the lunch line and exited with a tray of less than appealing slop. He made a beeline to the courtyard. He almost made it outside but something had prevented his left foot from moving and had caused him to fall face first to the floor. He threw his tray up before he could land on it, instead he let his face hit the cold, dirty floor. He heard the other kids laughing. He got up and dusted himself off before looking towards the direction of the obstruction. Karkat was met with somewhat of a pleasant sight; the offender was covered in the food from his tray. It had gotten all over his nice looking shirt and boy was he furious.

Karkat prepared himself for a hasty escape but before he ran he couldn't pass up this perfect opportunity to piss him off a bit more.

"Karma's a bitch isn't it?" He grinned. But his grin showed his frightened disposition instead of his sass.

The other boy rushed towards Karkat with his fist clenched and before he had the chance to run away, the boy's fist collided with Karkat's cheek. Shouting came from all around and soon he was surrounded by tons of bored, frantic teens looking for entertainment. Karkat grabbed his cheek which stung to the touch. The other swung again, shouting all kinds of slurs and profanity and Karkat very narrowly dodged the attack.

Faculty finally broke up the fight and both of them were sent to the office. After very desperately explaining he did nothing wrong, Karkat was let off the hook with a warning and a call home to his father. Too bad he wasn't home to hear it. The nurse didn't do much to dress his wound considering it was just a slightly cut, now bruising cheek.

Karkat slipped into his science class unnoticed by most, but John was watching the door like a freaking hawk. After he handed his teacher a tardy Karkat sat down next to John who wouldn't stop questioning. "Whoa Karkat! What happened to your cheek?"

"It's nothing John." He tried to dismiss it.

"That's a load of bull! It is swollen and red. Did you get into a fight?"

"John-"

"Did you win? I bet you won, what was it over?"

"John."

"Was it over a girl?"

"John please."

"C'mon Karkat spill!"

"Christ John, you're such a fucking gossip girl!" Karkat covered his face with his hands. "I lost. Well no, actually no one won. It wasn't over a girl, he tripped me and my food got on him, he hit me and got suspended."

"Who was it?"

"I don't know, some ass who's been here for seven years probably?"

"Oh! Was it-"

"Mr. Egbert, Mr. Vantas! Do I need to separate you two?" The teacher interrupted John's question and glared at the two boys. They quietly said no and got back to work.

The bus ride home was torture for Karkat. The normal taunting and teasing had increased to a bit more violent bullying since the kid in the lunch room was apparently a good friend of the jerk who usually antagonized him. The driver limited the bully's actions but he wasn't safe when he got off the bus. He was pushed around, called names, and had his backpack used as a hacky sack, but he managed to make it home with no physical marks.

Karkat had hoped for a nice quiet night, and to forget about his altercations throughout the day, but he came home to a furiously blinking computer. 'And here we go…'

Hope you guys enjoyed it! :33