* Johns POV *
Hot, salty tears ran down my face as I read the dreaded letter. My parents were dead, and there's nothing I can do about it. I shiver as my eyes skid over the words, taking in every single thing. Wait...what?!?!
I...was going to foster care?!?! His makes no sense! I'm nineteen, I can take care of myself! I work at Hot Topic, and I have enough cash staged up for an apartment...
I sigh and rake a hand though my messy hair. I fold the paper up and put it on the table, and grab my keys. I walk outside and get n my cart, driving to the local park to relax and listen to music. When I get there, I trudge to the swings, and put my headphones in, and blast my music. I'm obsessed with the song " Dirty Night Clowns " for some reason, but I can love it, so don't judge me.
I close my eyes, a cool wind blowing though my hair. I open my eyes and look up. The dark clouds cover the sun, slightly darkening the area around me. I smile. Perfect.
" Hey Egbert!" someone shouts.
I look up and smile when I see my good friend Dave. I've always had a crush on him, but haven't had the guts to tell him yet.
I slide off my headphones, smiling yet again when he went Behring me and hugged my midsection. I giggled and hugged his arms in return. He retracted after a few seconds and took my headphones from around my neck, and slid them on.
" Bust some beats!" Dave said jokingly. I smiled and said " with pleasure!" I return.
I always have a dubstep playlist on my phone for Dave to listen to, since its the only kind of music he likes. I play " Big Boss" by Doctor P. , and he just jams out. A little while into the song, he took off the headphones.
" Hey, John?" Dave asked, nervousness tinting his voice.
" Yeh? What's up?" I reply happily.
" Um, do you want to...go get some coffee?" Dave asked. " It's on me " he added.
"Uh, sure!" I say.
We walk down the block to the nearest cafe and ordered drinks. I got hot chocolate and Dave actually got chocolate.
Dave gasped. " Yooouuu liar!" He said in a joking way, flashing me a Im-really-kidding smile. I flash him a soft smile, and sip the warm hot chocolate from my cup.
We paid for the drinks and left, sipping warm drinks as we walked back to the park. I suddenly felt a warm sensation on my hand, and looked down to see Dave's hand gripping mine! My face turned red, but on the inside I was overjoyed. I took a deep breath and inlaced my finger with his, holding his hand in a gentle but secure grip. Dave look at me and flashed ma a smirk, which just made my blush deepen. I smiled, and we walked back to my car, said our goodbyes, though even though I offered to drive him home he denied, and I drove back to the tidy apartment I call home.
Hey guys! This is my first HOMESTUCK fanfic, so please don't hate too much. OK, baiii mah nerds!!
