I've always wanted to believe in true love. Operative word being 'wanted'. Not much else you can believe in when you're thirteen and watch Disney movies alone all day, y'know? I know all the songs by heart, and have practically memorized the best one liners from every rom-com ever. Again, not much else to do. My romantic education has only grown over the years, and at sixteen, I like to think I know what I'm talking about.

Anime, manga, tumblr, comics, they're all ways for me to see how I want to world to be. Love is everywhere. It just happens to stay a ten mile radius away from me. Cool. Whatevs. Not like I care, right?

Ok, I lied. I care. Why else would I down mountain-dew schapps and then read fanfics for three hours? Alcohol hides within itself the mystic powers to build (or tear down) walls around your subconscious, hiding the real reason why you do things. You just have to sacrifice your understandability. That's ok. I don't understand myself either. Join the club bro, we have buttons.

Computers were my friends before people were. Whoops, was that random? Sorry dude. After all, you are reading my thoughts, so some things are gonna be a bit abrupt. Just go with it. What was I saying?

Computers. Yeah. Imagine a world where you just sit inside all day, with a soda (or martini) at your right, and some chili cheese fritos at your left, a laptop burning your thighs cuz you're too lazy to move it so you don't have SEARING PAIN on your legs.

Imagining? Good? That's my life. Online school. One friend. Pirated anime coming out my ears. Can you understand why I care about kittens and computers more than people? Not that hard when you only have pesterchum as your companion. My mom was- is never home, and I'd met Janey maybe a handful of times.

Then my first convention happened. Life happened. I wasn't alone anymore. And as I walk away from the boy who just broke down every foggy drunken barrier around my heart without even a word, I wonder if he likes computers as much as I do.

"Spin the bottle?" Nepeta said curiously, "Nefur played!"

"Do you think we'll be allowed to?" Jane asked, biting her lip. Goody two-shoes, Roxy thought scathingly. She shrugged indifferently, pulling out the three bucks for a rootbeer faygo. Damn, this tasted weird without being saturated with vodka.

"Rox, how on Earth are we going to play anyways?" Jane said, "It's just the three of us now."

"It'zsimple," slurred the blonde, draining the last drops of sweet liquid from the bottle, "We find other players." She strode over to a small group of teenagers around their age, and grinned pleasantly, waving the bottle in the air as a greeting.

"Wanna play with us?" She asked cheerfully, making eye contact with a grouchy looking dude to her left. The girls in the cluster gave their assent wholeheartedly, and the boys begrudgingly followed the sleek platinum blonde 'do that was Roxy Lalonde.

A quick duck under some stairs revealed a large, open concrete area that the group happily formed a circle in. Roxy placed the bottle in the middle, leaning back on her heels.

"Introductionz first, rite? I'm Roxy, and ovurr there is Jane and Nepeta. Who are you all?"

"I'm Vriska," a confident blonde said, twirling with a blue streak. The girl next to her introduced herself as Terezi, who in turn prodded Grumpy.

"I'm Karkat," he snapped, the harsh cadence of his voice echoing in Roxy's hangover. Uggggh.

Aradia, Sollux, and Gamzee were also introduced, and soon enough the game proceeded. A couple of kisses, a couple of clumsy scooches, and several jokes. It was nice, easy, and definitely fun.

And slightly boring. Juuuuust a little bit. What was the point of playing kissing games if you didn't have any romantic interest in any of them?

A couple more people joined, trickling by the game like water. Roxy leaned against Jane lazily, watching as Vriska and Terezi shared a smooch.

"Hey Grumpy," she said offhandedly to Karkat, "Ya got any more friends? Text 'em, see if they want to play."

He huffed, but did so, snapping his phone's keyboard angrily. He blushed as Terezi absent mindedly held his hand, much to Roxy's smug fascination. Good for him.

A while, and several containers of strawberry pocky later, another clump of kids appeared. Whaddya know, Shouty did have friends. A smiling girl with jade green lipstick sat next to Vriska shyly, and four other kids joined the circle as well. A nerdy looking boy with glasses was holding a blond gothy girl's hand, and he introduced himself as John.

These kids were vaguely familiar, but Roxy had to stare at the blonde in sunglasses before she remembered. Dammit universe, stop teasing! She'd made her choice. If he was truly the perfect one for her, The One, in all the title's entirety, he would be here, now wouldn't he?

The time passed quickly, but also slowly. Roxy was lethargic and lazy, sprawled out on Jane's lap, only moving when it was their turn. It was hard to tell what time it was, only dimly hearing white noise from events up above their hide out under the stairs. The cement stayed the same, and the jokes reigned on. Her thoughts oozed like maple syrup, and she wasn't sure exactly what she cared about.

She closed her eyes.

Until a sharp intake of breath from her claimed lap made her open one eye. It was just two teenage boys, what was the big deal?

Oh. That was Him. Him and his cute british friend. Huh.

Wait.

She snapped up immediately, eyes wide and reflection in the glint of His sunglasses. Why did it have to feel like she was being electrocuted every time she looked at him?! Her face was probably pinker than her bedroom walls. Wow Rox, not obvious at all!

Calm. Caaaaalm.

HOW THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO BE CALM?

I don't know!

WOW, REAL HELPFUL

Figure something out!

"...wanna play?" She said awkwardly, mentally kicking herself. Maybe three minutes, tops, of knowing his existence, and she was already acting like an idiot. No, fuck him. She was not going down that road again. Fuck him and his stupid but oddly sexy sunglasses and his biceps that bulged and his dumb gorgeous blond hair and-

Oh, look, he's siting down.

Chapter Fourr! Wooooo! Eheh, this took longer than I'd like to admit. Sorry if it's going a bit slowly. Please review and let me know what you think!