Hell to Karkat

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"Great,"

Karkat muttered in an annoyed voice,

getting closer to the building in front of

him.

"Just fucking great."

He decided 'Fuck it," and teleported to

the main entrance.

He didn't really like using his powers

that much, but this was a life or death

situation.

Okay, maybe that was an

overstatement, but it was important

nonetheless.

He was at the door in a blink of an eye,

opening it and stepping inside.

Maybe no one would notice?

He decided to teleport again, and he

was at his desk in an instant.

Some people around him noticed him,

but said nothing.

After a few minutes of jotting down

notes, something made him whip his

head up.

"Karkat Vantas?" He heard the

'Teacher' call.

Fuck, he was busted.

"Head to the office"

Fuck, now he's done it.

He got up, almost every student in the

class staring at him.

Fucking excuse them, it's not like he

won a goddamn award or some shit.

It wasn't even any of their business.

He walked out of class quickly, striding

down the hall.

Fortunately, the office wasn't that far

from where he was, though he wasn't

really sure if that was a good or bad

thing, seeing as he needed to make up

an excuse.

Before he knew it, and before he had

an excuse, he was at the office doors.

He groaned quietly, opening the doors.

He stooped in, stopping at the counter.

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