homestuck because why not? {requests please!}

davejade1

jade harley bit her lip, slightly bucked teeth apperent as she fiddles with her skirt, which was white with a light green colored poodle in the corner. her blouse was simple green with a white pumpkin on it. she was considered a little weird, always knowing what was going to happen next and zoning out in class. still, she usually had a smile on her face, especially when she looked at dave strider, the hottest greaser around. his blonde hair was slicked back as he stood with slouched posture. he could be looking anywhere behind those shades but that didnt really matter. she knew he wasnt looking at her. 

a ccigarette was hanging out of his mouth and he stopped to light it, casting an oh so casual look in her direction. its not like she could see it. he walked toward her, still slouched as the scent of his calogne followed him. "hey sweetie" he said, slumping back on the wall next to her. she looked around, confused for a moment. "me?" she said softly. " yep" he answered quickly. she blushed a little, looking down at her feet. "your names jade right?" he asked. "y-yeah... how did you know?" she asked softly. he chuckled, taking a drag from his cig and blowing it in the other direction. "ive only been checkin ya out. thats all" 

jade's blush deepened as she stared at the ground. "you check out anything with a pulse dont you?" she asked. he scoffed a little, hand going to move some hair behind her ear. that when her self defense training kicked in. before she really knew what she was doing, she had flipped him over her shoulder and onto his back on the concrete. his shades flew in th e opposite direction.

he opened his bright red eyes and stared at her, bewildered for a moment. "damn" he said. "oh my god dave im sorry i didnt mean t-" he held up his hand, chuckling. "calm down. that might have been the hottest thing ever." 

from that day on, jade harley was known as the girl who decked dave strider.

and dave strider was known as the guy who enjoyed it.