Featherain... First Homestuck fic. Originally meant to be a one shot for certain purposes, but I accidentally wrote it to be a multichap... Hope you enjoy this! And please, review, review, review! Dave x Jade, one of my favourite pairings in Homestuck.

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Disclaimer: Homestuck belongs to Andrew Hussie. NOT me. All rights go to him, and I am NOT doing this for profit.

Jade Harley. Dorky girl with a dorky personality.

So it wasn't much surprise that she fell for Dave Strider. The guy with the shades who seemed to never smile and her who smiled all the time were total opposites. He was cool, idol of the school, and yet at the same time friends with her cousin, John. She was the girl holding her books, pushing up her glasses, and falling asleep in the middle of the hallways. She was the only one who would ever volunteer to water the school plants while everyone around her would snicker.

But no, she refused to be the dorky girl in those stories in which she stupidly fell for the 'cool guy'. She refused to. Despite being seemingly carefree and going with the flow, Jade Harley can be a stubborn person. Such as right now. So when she has a huge crush on Dave Strider, the coolest guy to ever live?

Man, the amount of acting and smiles she had to do to cover that crush up.

She got Valentines chocolates from Tavros three years in a row now. She got flowers from some other guys, who she had to admit to be nerds… just like her. She got anonymous flowers and a box of chocolates that were crappily made.

Why oh why couldn't have those come from Strider? John just delivered the anonymous tiny gifts once a year or so, with that stupid grin and no matter how much she begged to know where it came from, nope. He just wouldn't tell.

Of course, they didn't come from Strider.

Why would he give those to her?

Sometimes, when watching movies with John, it was about how a dorky girl fell in love with a douche. And no matter how much she wanted to take some advice from the film, she couldn't. Because for one, Dave Strider was not a douche. He was a cool guy that Jade fell hopelessly over her heels for. The guy that Jade woke up thinking about. Stupid, stupid her. No man was worth the aggravation. Stupid, stupid, Strider. Going into her dreams.

"Argh! Dave Strider, get out of my dreams right now!"

"Excuse me, Miss Harley?"

Jade looked up, blushing beet red as she stared down to her book, begging to disappear. The glances from everybody in her class seemed to burn into her, as the poor girl fumbled to her pages, catching a quick glance at the board.

"C-Chlorine…" she muttered, her face turning red all over.

"Correct, Miss Harley," the teacher said suspiciously, before he turned back to the board. "Last warning for interruptions."

"Ooooh… Somebody's getting dreams about Strider."

"Yeah, wanna tell him? I bet he'll be laughing his ass off."

"Wait, isn't he close to her cousin… er… Egbird or something? Egderp? Egbert?"

"So? Bet you she's crushing big time on Strider. And he'll turn her down."

Shut up, shut up, shut up! Jade shouted inwardly, glaring at her book furiously as she fought back down the tears. Stupid Dave! It was his entire fault! He was the one being all cool, intruding her dreams. And the way he called her 'Harley' every time made her clutch whatever was in her hand –books, flowerpots, seed packets, watering cans, pumpkins –a little tighter.

It had been the third time this week she woke up with dreams of Dave Strider, she realized, as she sheepishly wiped away the drool from the corner of her mouth. The third time she woke up blushing whether it be in her greenhouse, math class, or chemistry. Jade sighed, stacking her books around the end of class as she groaned quietly, staring at the clock and begging it to be lunch soon.

"Hey Jade!" John called, rushing over to his cousin's locker, where a black haired girl stood, slamming the door shut. "Er… Is something wrong?"

"That," Jade mumbled, tears brimming her eyes as John blinked stupidly, before finally hearing the cruel laughter around them.

"Having dreams again, Jade?"

"Yeah, wanna go kissy to Strider?"

"Aw, don't be using your cousin to get close to him!"

"I am NOT," Jade raised her voice slightly at the last word, running quickly as she pushed past her cousin towards the girl's washroom. The salty liquid from her eyes finally started to leak onto her face, leaving tearstains and marks over her usually pale face.

And there John stood, deciding he would be better off taking some of Rose's lunch instead of taking half of Jade's for today.

Jade wiped her tears fiercely until her eyes almost burned with the rubbing of her harsh sleeve.

"You know, your sleeve may get ruined from your tears."

Jade abruptly stopped sobbing, looking up to see one of the foreigner exchange students looking down at her as she crouched, her blurry eyes making the skin look… grey?

She rubbed her eyes again, relieved to find normal skin tone.

"My name is Kanaya," the girl said, enunciating each word slowly and carefully, causing Jade to smile slightly at her little quirk.

"My name's Jade."

"Hello, Jade human," the girl with the short dark hair spoke, reaching out a hand to pull Jade up.

"W-Wait, human…?"

"Oh, my apologies. I meant Jade. I am still getting used to this."

Jade raised her eyebrow, before shaking her head and plastering on a bright smile. "Well, it was nice to meet you, Kanaya!"

"Why were you crying?"

Jade frowned at her interruption, slightly indecisive to tell the girl the truth or not. She was the one who noticed her crying, and Jade was sure she had good intentions, but she didn't want to make another dorky first impression.

"It's a long story," Jade protested, giving a wry smile.

"I have time to listen."

First thing's first. Jade made a new friend who apparently likes fashion, and who immediately set to work on Jade's clothes while trying to sew together a dress. Jade shrugged. Even though she couldn't care less on whether or not she looked pretty, seeing her reputation at school, but it was nice to have a friend and it made her smile when Kanaya had a content expression at her sewing machine.

"Dave Strider."

The words had been echoing her mind as she banged her head in front of Rose and Kanaya at a sleepover, unconsciously picking the petals at one of her flowers.

"In my opinion, Jade, it seems like you're feeling an emotion of love towards this Strider boy, no?" Rose says politely, suppressing a smile as she kept on eating the sweets Jade offered.

"And now the whole school knows it!" Jade wailed, lying down on her back as she stared at her ceiling beside her dog. "Somebody probably already told Strider. I screamed his name in the middle of class twice this week!"

"But I thought he only hints smiles around you," Kanaya carefully said, making sure to pronounce her words clearly.

"Where did you hear that from?"

"Rose."

Jade stared in front of her, seeing Rose smirk before she sighed. "Jade, it's not your imagination. Even I've seen it."

"Cool guy? Smiling? Ha! Tell me that when I'm drunk. I don't even want to go to school on Monday anymore."

Yep. Her life was ruined. And it was high school. If it was middle or elementary, if she was younger, she could soon move up a school and forget the old memories. If only, if only.

Featherain... Again, thank you for reading this! Also, if you want to roleplay Homestuck on an online website, please visit *gets dragged away*