WOOOAAAAHHH it has been a LONG time since I updated. Almost a year now... I really apologize for that too, and now that I'm out of school I will probably update more often. Y'know twice a year psssh just kidding. I don't want to quit on this though so I will be updating to keep on top of it. Anyways if you guys are still on board thank you! :D

The boy, who goes by Sollux, was on the last legs of his Algebra 2 class. He was counting down the minutes left until he was finally able to leave this stupid class. It was Friday and all he could think about was spending the weekend with his favorite persona and girlfriend, Aradia Megido. They had a whole night of movies and videogames planned.

Her classes were so far from his and they hardly ever saw each other aside from before and after school, so these last 45 minutes school were always the longest. Thankfully though the bell finally rung and, to no surprise, he was the first one out of the class.

He stood around in the cafeteria, watching the hall that his girl usually came from, but after scanning the faces for her, his vision went dark and the soothing and familiar scent of smoky incense found its way to his nose as a smile found its way to his lips. He used his own hands to remove the ones obscuring his vision.

With a giggle, the girl turned him around and planted a sweet, quick kiss on his lips. Sollux, slightly taller than her, looked down onto the face he loved so much. The beautiful dark skin that reminded him of a native American, the long dark brown hair that nearly covered her burgundy eyes, and the wide smile that reached from one dimpled cheek to the other.

"Are you ready to go?" Aradia held Sollux's hands.

"I've only been ready thince like Monday, AA."

Aradia chuckled at her boyfriend's lisp. She loved it, and she loved him. His short light brown hair that framed his lightly tan face, and his eyes. His eyes were one of her favorite things about him. One was reddish brown color and the other was a pale blue. It was so unnatural and yet so perfect for him. She let go of one of his hands but kept the other in her grasp, pulling him towards the bus loading zone.

Vriska had just finished getting ready and was waiting patiently for her boyfriend to take her out. She checked herself in the mirror once again, her long blonde hair was freshly dyed cerulean at the tips and had covered up her left eye. She brushed it away so her odd looking eye was showing. Both eyes were a beautiful light blue in color but the left one had strange looking black dots surrounding the pupil, they were small and "natural" the doctors had said, but they were still noticeable. She didn't mind them too much, she would always just hit anyone who made fun of them anyways, but she always seemed to be especially self-conscious about them when her boyfriend was with her. She nervously bit her lower lip, messing up some of the blue lipstick which she quickly fixed. She had been told today would be a simple walk in the park so she was clothed in her favorite pair of skinny jeans, her favorite worn out shoes and a dark blue jacket over a white tee. The doorbell rang and she had her last looks before rushing to answer it. At the door stood Tavros, a fair-skinned, baby-faced Hispanic boy who also happened to be there to take Vriska out to the park.

His brown hair was a neat, fluffy mohawk, his clothes just as simple as Vriska's, a black tee-shirt with an open grey dress shirt to serve as a jacket, and a pair of dark blue jeans that were very worn and ripping in some places. He was always nervous but today he seemed to be particularly anxious. Vriska disregarded her observation and linked arms with the slightly taller boy after locking her door. Together they walked to the park exchanging small talks.

The park was bustling with activity, families out on picnics, kids running and playing, the park was a top location for many in the city. It had taken a while for the couple to cross the street safely as the streets were just as busy. "So, what should we do first?" Vriska asked her boyfriend.

"Uh…I don't know, whatever you want to I guess." Tavros fidgeted.

Vriska pulled him over to an empty swing and pushed him onto it. Vriska really loved being the one in charge, and Tavros being so shy and unsure allowed her as much power over him as she could ever want. After he was situated on the seat she crawled onto his lap and cuddled up to him. She was so relaxed and content, looking up into his light brown eyes and kissing him. Something seemed off, she narrowed her eyes at him, scrutinizing every aspect of him. He was extremely tense and nervous. She didn't understand why he was so fidgety, this wasn't their first kiss.

"Tavros?" she pulled away. "Are you okay?"

His eyes flitted all over the place as if he were desperately searching for something.

"Uhm Vriska, w-we need to, uh, talk…" He swallowed hard.

Uh-oh. Vriska didn't like the sound of that. She pulled herself off of his lap, worried about what he was going to say. With the weight on his legs gone he quickly stood up as well.

"About?" She crossed her arms.

"U-us."

Vriska figured she knew what was coming and really didn't want to hear it, turning her attention away from him and to the busy street they had been sitting by. She began to walk.

"Vriska wait!" Tavros started after her. "Vriska please you have to hear this!"

"I don't think I want to Tav'."

"But I have to... uh, ex-explain this!"

Vriska stopped just short of the street, whirling angrily on her heels.

"What is there to explain Tavros? Hm? Just say it! If you want to break up just say so! It's that simple!" She turned from him, tears welling up.

Tavros' face matched her own, one of intense pain and sadness. He couldn't stop fidgeting with his hands and his voice was more broken than ever.

"V-Vriska it isn't th-th-that simple though!" He continued trying—and failing—to explain himself as Vriska turned back, staring angrily into his soul. The nerves clearly getting to him as his stutter worsened.

She was feeling two things at this point; inadequacy and anger. Another boy wanted nothing to do with her, what's this, the eighth one? What was wrong with her? Why couldn't she just meet one who wanted to stay? That's all she wanted. Why the fuck couldn't he look her in the eyes!? He looked everywhere BUT her! And his God awful stutter!

'Is he so disgusted with me that he can't look me in the eyes?'

'Jesus, would you speak right?! Fucking wuss! I deserve to be looked in the eyes when you talk to me, asshole!'

Those seemed to be the two most conflicting thoughts in her mind, locked in an endless struggle.

"Uh…Gosh I uhm….I don't know h-how to word th-this…"

"Oh. My. FUCKING GOD... TAVROS!" Vriska screamed, she screamed harder than she ever had. "Look me in the God damn eyes you annoying little prick!"

Her rage managed to get the best of her, clouding her mind and impairing her judgment. Without a moment's hesitation, Vriska shoved him with all her might, her anger rivaling that of a god.

What happened next was all a blur looking back on it, time seemed to slow down as she realized just what she had just done, her body reacting too slowly for her to stop it. She heard the squealing of brakes and car horns and that sickening crunch. She ran... ran as fast as her legs would carry her, longing for the comforting embrace of her bed.

Well well, I really wanted a change of characters for a bit to elaborate on the already established relationships. Hope it isn't too sudden though.

Thanks for reading~