I've thought about this story quite a bit and I have an idea of how its going to play out. I want to try make this a long-ish story. Well anyway i wrote this while getting my hair dyed blue ( AW YIS! :33 ). When I read reviews I explode with happiness so thanks. *all the love*

Right now I am hella confused and oddly embarrassed and not the type of embarrassment when Bro' walks in on you 'tuggin' it. No, this is the type of awkward when someone gives you a complement about the thing you resent most about yourself. The latter being my situation at the moment.

"I-uh... Em... You really think s-so?" Talk about keeping a cool look, I barley manage to blurt the words out. John just nods slightly in reply before snatching his hand away from my cheek.

I know for a fact my blush is creeping along the back of my neck. The reason for that is on top of my blush, i'm flushing deeper because i'm blushing. It's like a really shitty blush-seption. I'm embarrassed as fuck and just now realizing just how super gay I am for this person. John is staring at his feet and pretending to be interested in them ( so am I at this point ). I glance back up to find he has a horrified look on his face. Horror doesn't suit his features, they look too soft...

Wow Dave! Go back to a shitty romance novel about some love struck chick with weird love quadrants. Nevertheless I suddenly have the urge to hug the smaller male in front of me.

I'm pretty sure there is an awkward silence between us but i'm too lost in thought to notice properly. I was invited to Rose's party by John and Jade and I came knowing that i'm not welcome. I was surprised when I had walked in and Rose, Roxy, Roses french girlfriend and her sister were there. The alcoholic sisters looked surprised to see me but they went angry. Rose had glided over to me with her black and purple dress trailing behind her and hugged me. She pulled me close in a tight but gentle hug. We stayed like that for a moment before I, very unironicly, hugged her back. I clung onto her like she was my lifeline. I was, I still am, grateful that she isn't angry for what happened in the past. After that I grabbed a pack of beer and precious AJ. I made my way to the roof to avoid people and get out of Rose's way. I've been here all night but then John comes and fucks up the peace, In a good way though.

"Sorry..." John trails off before looking at me. He was like a sulking puppy that just gotten its self shouted at. This really doesn't help my urge to hug him.

"Why are you sorry?" Okay, embarrassment is out the window. The urge is too much.

"Its just... I have the same weird eye thing." He glues one arm to his side while rubbing his bicep nervously. A-and seeing my freaky eyes on you-" He sighs lightly and swings his head. "I don't know. They just look so pretty on you."

"How can you have the same whacked up eye job when both of yours are blue?"

"I had a special contact lens made to hide my red eye."

That would explain the two blue eyes. I stare into John's eye for a few seconds, I notice that one eye is darker than the other.

"My brother has bright orange eyes and dealt with that by putting on shades. I was born with abnormal eyes as well so he taught me to hide them with shades, hence the sweet-ass aviators" I add extra emphasis on 'sweet-ass aviators'.

"They're not that sweet-ass that you need to yell about it" John smirks, air quoting with his hands.

We both look at each other seriously before breaking into giggles that soon turn into laughter it's not even that funny but we still laugh hysterically, probably just for the sake of it. I haven't laughed like this in ages. I feel like I can really open up to this bed-headed fellow freak. I grip my stomach and wipe away a tear from my eye. I'm still holding my shades. I decide to put them back on but Johns hand stops me.

"Dude, d'you mind lettin' go of my wrist?"

Shit. I'm too comfortable around him. I let my fucking accent drawl out. Johns face scrunches up and his cheeks puff out, he obviously is trying not to laugh. Great.

"Dave, are you from Texas?" He giggles, loosening his grip on my arm.

"No, I was born in Japan". I slip my shades on comically but in truth I kill it and succeed to look as lame as possible.

We both laugh again but not as hard as we did a few minuets before

John and I stay on the roof for most of the night. We chat idly about random crap and find out we have a few things in common. I've learnt that John had a pet salamander called Casey and was obsessed with Nicolas Cage and Ghost Busters. He mentioned that he is still a fan of dear old Nick Cage but has lost most of his admiration for the actor. In return I tell him about Bro's god awful puppet, Cal. I used to think he was the coolest thing ever but now the string puppet is one of the most creepy. I explain to John that when I piss off Bro, he puts cal in my room at night when i'm sleeping so I can wake up to the devils reincarnation as a puppet.

Now we sit with out backs on the wall. I cross my legs and stretch my arms out in front of them holding a carton of AJ.

"So how was school?" I ask. John just looks at me funny.

"what?"

"school. With your eyes and such?"

"well-" He starts, biting his lip and knitting his eyebrows. "I got picked on a lot. I wasn't very good at socializing so I avoided people a lot and din't have many friends. The only friend that has stuck with me all this time is Karkat. We've known each other since we were born. Of course I was bullied for my eyes. Kids would say 'Oh shit, it's the red eye freak!'" He makes a face and points to the air. "Yeah, so i grew my hair long so it covered my eyes." He looks at me contently.

"Is that it?"

"That's it. The full School era."

I smirk and he grins. We stare at each other for a long time. I didn't even realize that we were drifting towards each other until I closed my eyes and press my lips to John's. The sensation is soft. He starts to kiss back. My hands tangle in his hair and his venture to hook around my neck. The kiss deepens ever so slightly before I pull back for air and come back my senses.

There is no turning back now.

I honestly didn't plan for them to kiss just yet, oops. I'm pretty sure I got around 96% of the mistakes in this chapter. I've said this before but I do read over these by myself and most of the time I cant see the mistakes I make.