Horns (Chapter 1)

(A/N There is a prologue coming out a bit later, as I am currently rewriting it. It's not a very important chapter but it does explain why Roxy was in trouble)

"Nooo!"

Jane looked up from her work to hear some sort of wailing from down the hall. First day back from summer and they still couldn't get a moment of peace at Sburb High.

"Mr. Captor take off your helmet!"

"Fuck no!"

She had never heard this person's voice before, it was strange and it felt like it was accented and expressed in the wrong tone. Roxy told her last week that there would be 'a few' new students that day, so perhaps that was one of them.
But what she wasn't expecting was 24 new students. 12 of which were in her grade. Yeah, a few her ass. She hadn't seen any of them yet, but she had heard some strange rumors. Strange rumors indeed.
Jake poked her with his pen, accidentally leaving a small green dot on her arm.

"Hey!" She whispered angrily.

He giggled quietly, "My apologies. I just wanted to ask if you heard that noise."

Jane looked at the door and nodded. After that she grabbed a tissue to wipe off the blotchy ink he had left on her skin.
There was no more commotion and the silence was only broken by the shrill ringing of the bell. The students packed up their books and their other shit before storming out the door faster than you could say 'Class is over'.

As Jane headed back to her locker to collect her P.E kit she heard the sing-songy voice of Roxy, who finally bothered to show up to school.

"Janey!"

Roxy crashed into her, causing Jane to fall over.

"Oops, sorry!" she laughed whilst she helped Jane back up, "C'mon, lets go!"

"Where have you been?"Jane asked confusedly as the walked down the corridor and out the door to the gym hall.

Roxy wrapped her arm around Jane's shoulder and chirped, "Principals Office. You know, cos' I 'vandalized the website' and 'used foul language' and stuff?"

Jane rolled her eyes. The little website number she pulled was a classic Roxy thing and everybody knew it. There was no way she would have gotten out of that unscathed.
"But never mind that," she said linking arms with Jane, "Have you seen the new students yet?"

Jane shook her head, "No, why?"

"They're a bit... Odd."

"How so?"

Roxy unhooked her arm and leaned in close before intensely whispering, "Horns."

Jane laughed, "What?"

Roxy put her fingers on her forehead and waggled them.

"They have Horns! And grey skin!"

"Yeah, sure."Jane scoffed, "And you're the one making my pumpkins disappear."

"It's true! And I am!"

Roxy opened the gym changing room door and sat on the bench, next to Jane. They both opened their bags and began changing into their P.E clothes.

Roxy sighed, "Fine then. Just don't be alarmed."

Jane rolled her eyes again. Classic Roxy, trying to prank her like that. Jane pulled off her shirt and rummaged around for her gym top.
Meanwhile there was some mumbling from outside the changing room.

"Is this the changing room?"

"Well I don't know, maybe the big changing room sign is just decoration!"

"I'm blind, you asshole."

The door opened and Jane screeched, pulling a shirt to her chest to cover up. Standing at the door were two girls with pale, grey skin and just as Roxy described- bright orange horns. One of them wore bright red glasses, hiding her eyes. The other one also wore glasses, but one of her eyes was split into eight lenses. They both had black hair and could easily be mistaken as sisters.

"Hey, is this the changing room?" the one with red glasses asked.

"Uh, Y-yeah..." Jane answered her, trying hard not to stare and be rude.

Eight lenses grinned and slapped her companion on the arm, "Hah! Told you so!"

"Only after getting us lost a bunch of times. Dude, if we'd followed the LARGE FUCKING MAP we would have gotten there much earlier."

Red-glasses spoke very nasally, yet it wasn't unpleasant. She seemed to use her hands to navigate and, slightly unhygienically, her tongue as well.
They sat down, but looking kinda confused about what to do. As the other, ehm, humans were changing into sport clothes they just kinda sat there. They were completely silent until another grey skinned girl, similar to the other two but slightly older and much taller than them, opened the door and walked in, ignoring the fact several humans were yelling for her to close the door.

"Aw hell nah!"

Jane looked at the strange person. Her horns were tall and straight, only bending slightly at the top. Her black hair was split into two long, but messy braids at the back. She acted rude and uncaring yet somewhat amusing. The girl spoke in a strange, almost ratchet accent and put her hands in her hips in an intimidating way when she spoke.

"Meenah? Don't tell me your in this class." Eight lenses groaned.

"Sup, Vriska." Meenah sneered, "And nah, I'm not. I'm looking for Captor, same class ya dig. I see you're rude as ever."

Vriska leaned against the wall and mockingly blew a kiss, "Thanks. You know I try. And Sollux's bro was dragged off sweeps ago. Had to send Sol after him."

"Aw, shit. Imma just head off without him. I'm out."

Once Roxy and Jane finished changing they left the room.
Roxy and Jane exchanged glances as they had no clue as to what had just happened.

"What just happened?" Roxy asked as she tied her sparkly, purple shoelaces.

Jane just shrugged.

This would be a strange year.

"Mituna!"

No response.

"Mituna, where the fuck are you!"

Sollux ran around the 2nd floor of the school building. It was bad enough they were forced to leave Alternia and go to Earth, but now they were forced to attend the strange human thing called 'School'. And now his deranged older brother had gone walkabouts.

"C'mon Tuna," he yelled, "thith ith thtupid! We're gonna get in trouble with that humanth."

"Who gives a shit!"

Once the school staff took his helmet, Mituna threw a massive tantrum and he ran off. And of course they sent Sollux off to search for him. He hated having his helmet off, due to his clumsiness. Every time he took it off he always managed to bump into something and hurt himself. But Mituna had lost his Helmet a bunch of times. Sollux didn't know why this time he got this mad.

"Tuna, I'll try and get your helmet back," Sol yelled out, "I promise!"

"Mmhpf."

Then finally Sollux heard a loud rattling and his brother emerged out of a small, grey storage locker. Sollux had no clue how he even got in there. Mituna had a habit of climbing into small spaces. Now all Sol had to do was get him back to the correct classroom without any more slip ups.

"Sorry."

Sollux sighed and looked at him.

"It'th ok, Mituna."

"Sollux," he said quietly as Sol walked next to him, "People look at me funny. I don't like it."

Sollux adjusted his colorful glasses hesitantly before answering, "It'th not you. It'th jutht how we look and thtuff."

"Yeah," Mituna said sadly, "I don't like it here. It's different."

"You'll be ok, 'tuna."

Dave walked out of the nurses office with a bandage with around his left wrist and a big ol' smile on his face. Even after the rather painful bike incident that morning, his wrist required so much attention he was able to miss first period.

As he walked towards the Maths classroom, his slightly dorky, blue hoodie wearing friend John ran up to him.

"Heard you got in to a fight," he taunted Dave, "With a lamppost."
"Hey, screw you. I got fucking battle scars."

John laughed and entered the room and sat in the back row.

"So, have ya seen the new kids?" Dave asked, leaning back in the wooden chair.

"Yes!" John chirped loudly, "I can't believe we've finally met the goddamn pester-trolls. What I can't believe even more, is that they're actually fucking trolls."

"Hey, don't diss the trolls. They're actually pretty cool."

Dave looked out the window, staring at the old elementary playground. It was seriously sad. The swings swung slowly and creaked depressingly each time a happy 2nd grader wanted to have a go, the seesaw gave your ass splinters and finally the monkey bars. Oh heavens, the monkey bars. Dave remembers breaking his other wrist on that death trap. Plus, it made his hands smell funky. Not like a second graders hands didn't smell funky though.
The door slid open and a bunch of other students walked into the classroom. A few of which had eccentric head decor.

"Oh, hey! Do you think the grumpy one is Karkat?" John whispered to Dave, eagerly scanning the students.

Dave shrugged, but secretly was awfully nervous about meeting them. He liked the trolls, Terezi, Karkat and such. But he was awfully anxious about seeing them in person. He knew how they looked, as at one point Terezi and himself exchanged pictures, so that wouldn't shock him. But they were... so different. Personality-wise and culture-wise.

"Do you recognize any of them, Dave?"

"Nah, I only know how Terezi looks like."

John leaned closer to his best friend, whispering skeptically.

"Why?"

"We exchanged ironic selfies." Dave said, pushing his sunglasses further up.

John nudged him and winked, "Ironic, huh."

"Shut up."

John laughed.

"What was she like?"

"Eh," Dave said unenthusiastically, "She was alright. Dark red glasses, short black hair. Spiky horns and grey skin. Not much."

"What about that though." John said cheekily gesturing to his chest.

Dave smacked the back of John's head, so that his glasses fell right off his nose.

"Stop acting like a fucking pervert, John."

"Just kidding! You know I'm not like that." John said as he picked his glasses up from the floor, dusted them off quickly and popped them back on again.

"Dave, John! Please." the teacher Ms. Paint scolded them.

"Sorry..." they both mumbled.

Class had started long ago, but neither of them really cared. Dave's grades were much less than desirable and John... Well, he never studied for a single thing in his life. Rose and Jade were the kids with good grades. Jade always finished tests early and doodled on the test. Dave did the same, except he didn't finish the test first. And if he did, he answered with sarcastic comments. Damnit Dave.

"First of all," Ms. Paint began, cleaning the chalkboard (although she had to stand on her toes to reach the top corners), "I'd like to welcome our new students to my art class. Would you guys like to introduce yourself?"

Ms. Paint signaled them to come up to the front and introduce themselves. A short, skinny and scowling troll with nubby horns went first.

"Karkat."

"Ah, Karkat. Could you tell us anymore? How old you are etc."

He grumbled, "6 sweeps- Sorry. I mean 13 years old. Originally from Alternia, the planet that crashed into a goddamn moon."

"Language, mister." Ms. Paint said sternly whilst returning to her own desk up front.

"Ech."

As Karkat sat down in the front, another troll stood up. This one was more female like, although no one was really all too sure. Her horns were tall and one of them bent slightly. Her hair was also dark black and her lips were jade green, however two of her teeth stuck out making her look like a vampire.

"Hello, my name is Kanaya." She said, her voice articulated and sophisticated.

"I am also 13 years old and likewise from Alternia."

"Thank you, Kanaya!" Ms. Paint cheerfully said, "One more I believe?"

"Yeah, me." a very relaxed, smooth and almost southern accented voice called out.

He stood up slowly and crept to the front. His face, oh god his face, was painted like a clown. Yes, you heard right. A clown. He also had somewhat of a stoner aura. He had tousled black hair and two long horns.

"Ma name's Gamzee Makara, I'm 14 human years old and my best friend's Karkat, up top bro." he said raising his hand up to Karkat, to which he responded by giving him the finger.

Ms. Paint stood back up as Gamzee returned to his seat.

"Ah, well, thank you Gamzee. Now, we're starting with a new project today..."

Oh boy, Dave thought. This is gonna be a screwed up year, he just knew it.

Jane huffed and wheezed as she completed the final lap around the gym hall. She was not the athletic type at all. As she was spluttering on the floor Roxy had hardly broken a sweat the whole run, although she always ran a little slower to chat with Jane.
Jane wanted to know about the new girls, but they were in a different gym class than them, since they were younger. Sport and Art classes were the only lessons in which the classes were mixed. There were trolls in their class- a tall girl with tattoos down her arm who introduced herself as Porrim, a boy with a red tint is his hair supposedly called Rufioh, Kankri, the guy who wore leggings pulled up to his shoulders and NEVER shut up and one with a scar on his forehead called... called... fuck... what was he called again? All these names to remember made Jane dizzy, as well as nearly passing out because of running.

"Cronus, get off me you disgusting pervert." Porrim spat angrily at another troll who was hitting on her. That was it, Cronus the 'sleazy bastard'.

Jane actually quite liked her classmates. They were funny, quirky and they seemed to be nice. Even the one who hit on everyone.

"Hey chuckles." Roxy chirped around her, "Why so joyful? You hate running!"

"It's nothing! Let's just go and set up the goals like Mr. Spades told us to."

"Aight."