Miracles: a human GamTav FanFic

Chapter 1

The lunch bell rings. Tavros gets up from his seat, gathers his things and goes to his locker. Nepeta is waiting for him. 
"Tavros!!!! Oh Gosh did you hear that we're having a test in science?" Tavros enters his combination and puts his math book into his locker.
" Uh, no actually, we are having a test?"
"Yeah, at least that's what Sollux said ."
"Hmm, maybe we can study while eating lunch? I mean if you and uh, Equius and Feferi would want to."
They find Equius and Feferi while walking to the lunchroom.
"Oh my Cod, I am starving!" Feferi said as they made their way.
"Ugh, Fef you are always starving." Nepeta responded.
Tavros liked his little group of friends, they were the only friends he had really. Since he has 2 prosthetic legs he didn't really make friends. His friends didn't care, even if Tavros was shy.
Once they got their food and sat down at a table, Nepeta pulled out her science notes.
"Hey you guys want to study with us?" Nep said. "Sol said that there was going to be a test in science class"
"Oh reelly?! Gosh that mean Mrs. Drake, always pulling trick on us." Fef said.
"Are you sure there's going to be a test? That's pretty mean of Mrs. Drake to do that." Equius said.
"Well uh, Sollux said that and you know he's sort of the uh, smart one, I guess." Tav responded. So they studied.
But all lunch Tav felt uneasy like someone was, staring at him. When the bell rang he looked around, but no one was looking at him.
Little did he know that a certain clown had his eye on tiny Tavros.

~Gamzee One day before~

Your name is Gamzee Makara. Right now your walking home from the rehab center you just got released from. You sigh, that rehab center was a waste of your time. It didn't help. All it did was allow you to finish school. As your walking someone starts texting you.
CarcinoGeneticist started texting terminallyCapricious
CG: FUCKER WHERE ARE YOU?
TC: bRo ChIlL, I'm WaLkInG tO mY aPaRtMeNt.
CG: THAT SHITHOLE. YOU SHURE YOU WANT TO?
TG: :o( I LiVe ThErE KaRbRo. AnD yEs I MoThErFuNkIn WanT tO.
CG: ILL MEET YOU THERE.
CarcinoGeneticist ceased texting terminallyCapricious
You smile, Karkat has always been there for you. Even though he yells and is a lil fucker, he's your best friend.
You walk to your old apartment building, you haven't been here for 3 months. You go up to your room with your one bag and open the door.
You immediately go to the old couch in the middle of the room and toss yourself on it. You flop on the couch with a big thump.
Your feet dangle over the edge of the couch considering how tall you are. After a minute or 2 you fall into a deep sleep.
Your shook awake. "Get up!", you smile as you realize that yelling.
"KARBRO!!", you shake of your groggyness and pull Karkat into a deep embrace.
"GET OFF ME YOU, FUCKER." He squirms away from your hug.
"Oh Karbro I know you've missed me."
"Hell no, I just brought you some food and to make sure you made it out alive", Karkat said.
"I almost didnt.",you say a little sad.
"Hm well you did and now this little fucker", he points at you, "Is going to school."
Oh yeah, school, forgot about that.
"Well I need to be going, got to check up on Terezi. Ill call you tomorrow, to make sure you go." Karkat gets up. You just smile, thinking about going to school again. Hopefully you'll make some bros.
Karkat is leaving when you here him mumble, " I might have missed you." You don't have enough time to respond, he shuts the door and you're alone.

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The next day you get up for your first day of being a senior in high school, you skipped 11th grade because you were in rehab most of the time, but since your almost 20 you skipped it.
You pull on your favorite pants, black with purple dots, put on a shirt, and slip on your purple converes. You try to tame your hair, doesn't really work.
You head out of your dirty apartment and set off.
All day you learn and fucken learn, well YOU dont learn you just looked out of the window or spaced out in classes. School is boring, why waste 8 hours of useless crap when you could be getting high? When it's lunch time you take a seat by yourself and eat. You hoped you would make bros by now. You take a bite of your Apple when you see him, a little Latino boy. He has a messy brown Mohawk, and sitting with a little group studying. You don't know why but you find yourself looking at this boy for some time. When the bell rings you get up with a plan, you will make this little boy your bro.