Just Like in the Movies

Chapter 1

Terezi sat in her room, bored out of her mind. Her parents left to go out of town for a month, leaving her at the house by herself.

They didn’t have any strict rules other than keep the house clean, no strangers over, and no parties; just normal instructions. Her parents left some emergency money, and then they were off.

She was relieved her parents would actually give her enough responsibility to be left alone in the house. She was 17 now, and she had been waiting for this for a long time.

But at this age, she sat wondering how she had nothing to do on a Friday night.

She decided a phone call with a certain somebody would brighten up her mood.

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Karkat stormed up the steps leading to his room, slamming the door behind him the moment he stomped inside. His father's voice was still booming downstairs, yelling at him to get his act together.

He resisted the urge to open his door and bark down a response as best as he could. Instead, he flopped down on his bed and buried his head in his pillow, letting out a string of curses.

Suddenly, his phone vibrated in his pocket, demanding attention. With an irritated sigh, he pulled it out and glanced at it.

Ugh, what the fuck did she want? He debated ignoring it, but instead answered the call.

“What do you want, Pyrope?” He demanded.

She chuckled, sitting up on her bed, and crossing her feet. "Who's to say I didn't want to just talk to a buddy? Who's to say I didn't really want anything to begin with?" She smiled to herself.

After a few years of friendship, she was used to his snappy comebacks. When she thought about it, it wasn't really his fault.

The last time she went over to his house, his father was yelling at him every chance he could. She would flinch every time his voice echoed through the house. It made her feel even worse that sometimes it was about her presence at the house.

Overall, she knew he was a great person once he wasn't heated and angry. He just needed a few moments of cool-down and relaxation.

"Who's to say I didn't want to say 'Hi' and cheer a friend up?"

“You always want something.” He responded, flipping over onto his back.

“Its either you wanting me to go over there to play one of your childish games or hang out with your retarded friends.”

It was a fairly true statement. Nine times out of ten, she was trying to rope him into joining her when her friends got together, thinking he'll have a wonderful time.

He rarely did. She was bossy, sarcastic, and had the most annoying laugh of all time. But, she was one of the few that would put up with his shit, so he guess he owed her something.

“And who says I need to be cheered up? I'm in a fan-fucking-tastic mood thanks.”

"Alright, then I won't cheer you up. What are you up to anyway?" She uncrossed her legs, stretching them out across her bed.

"Brother still giving you those intensive lectures?" She asked as she got up and went to her closet, searching and then grabbing a soft, fuzzy, bright red colored blanket and wrapping herself up with it, then sitting back on the bed.

“I'm not really doing all that much. Dad is siding with Kankri on this whole college issue.” He replied, glaring up at the ceiling above his bed.