Disclaimer: (Yes I completely forgot this the first time. Lol) I own NONE of the characters. Everything else I made up: plot, school... Oh! Take that back. I do own a few characters: Aarin, Loki's best friend in this story, is of my own creation. Her and any of her family are mine. I did make them. The rest though are Marvel's. Please do not sue. I'm just a broke college student. I have nothing. Lol
Asgard High
Loki sat in the scorching sun, sketchpad in his lap and hands fluttering over the page, while he waited for his already-late father. It didn't really bother the dark-haired, pale-skinned junior though. It just gave him more time to be free, to draw, read, and write to his heart's content. His closest friends were already heading home, if they weren't already there—Green Valley, Tennessee wasn't exactly the biggest place in the world—which meant he was alone to fight the elements of a fast-coming summer. Again, it provided him the time alone he adored so much, but it also gave him too much time to think of the heavy pit that resided in his stomach.
Loki pulled his greyed fingers away from the smudging they'd been applying to the picture just a few seconds before and sighed. He'd done it again. Right there on the page laid out across his ridiculously long legs was a gorgeous young man with golden locks to his shoulders, piercing blue eyes, and rippling muscles. The man was dressed in gold armor and a red cape and held a hammer tight in his grip. Thunder flashed around him but none of it struck the "god"—because that was exactly what the man had to be; he was to astounding to be human—or the petite young thing behind him. The beautiful lad that stood behind this beast of a man was half-hidden behind him and had his back turned to the "god" while he looked over his shoulder and up into the face of golden-haired man. He was light complected with dark hair slicked back, green pools that seemed to never end for eyes, and a sweet smile. Despite the kindness in his eyes, or the smile on his face, his outfit was of the Slytherin influence as Loki's closest and best friend, Aarin, had pointed out just before she'd kissed Loki's cheek and slid into her 1996 Toyota Camry, driving away. Then, the picture had just been the young man in the silver armor and the green cape. Loki wasn't sure when the other guy had come into the picture but he knew why. With another sigh, Loki looked up and over to his right. Just a few feet away, on a field that looked like it had been ransacked by wild animals, Loki's "god" was amongst his friends as he pushed his way across the field and through every defense the opposing team set up. Thor Odinson. Green Valley's greatest football player ever. The number one quarterback in Tennessee. And Loki's biggest crush since his first year at Asgard High School, their freshmen year…
Hope you liked this. It's my first EVER Thor fic, and I'm going completely off the movie because I suck and haven't read the comics yet so please don't throttle me comic lovers. -hides behind laptop- Lol. I plan to change this though soon. The Loki/Thor coupling deserves more attention. :P Lol