Lyanna

"Class, welcome back. As I promised before your break, you all have the option to choose new seats if you'd like," Mr. Pycelle announced to his AP Biology students.

Lyanna Stark had never heard sweeter words in her entire life. Being the only sophomore in a class full of juniors and seniors was already hard enough without having to sit next to your ex for an hour every single day.

Hurriedly scanning the room for options, Lyanna quickly stood to show that her, now former, seat at the back corner table in the classroom was available.

She spotted a seat up front next to her brother Ned's friend Howland and, just as she moved to claim it before anyone else could, she felt that all too familiar grip on her arm followed by Robert's booming voice saying, "Lya, what the hell? We always sit together. We both took this class so that we could sit together"

This earned a few judgmental glares from the rest of the girls in the class. Ever since Lyanna Stark who, although stunningly beautiful, was considered one of the freaks at Westeros Prep for her rebellious nature and active participation in the illegal street car races that take place every Wednesday night down on Dragonfire Avenue, publicly broke up with Robert Baratheon, quarterback of the Westeros Knights football team, everyone had been giving her the dirtiest looks they could muster. Maybe she should have waited until after the championship game to break the heart of the "Usurper," but she did what had to be done. It's not like they actually lost so she never really understood why everyone hated her for causing Robert's one bad game.

Slightly flustered but shaking it off Lyanna ignored him and continued on towards that available seat in the front of the room, only to be beat there at the last second by Barbrey Dustin. She took a mental note to add that to the list of reasons why she hated Barbrey. Barbrey doesn't have a single kind bone in her body so the only reason Lyanna could think of why she'd want to sit with Howland is because he's the smartest kid in the class and would probably do all of their partnered work for her.

Lyanna turned around just in time to see pretty much every open seat in the room being taken. She was left with two options: making the walk of shame back to her old seat by Robert or sitting at the table directly next to her old one with Oberyn Martell. Shit.

She didn't really know much about Oberyn except that he was exceptionally attractive and an even better driver than she was. Whenever she had tried to speak with him he would always give her the same seething glare. This was probably because of the kiss that she shared with Rhaegar Targaryen as they performed the traditional dance between the Homecoming King and Queen back in October. Who even knew a sophomore could win those things? Robert was pissed until he realized that she didn't kiss Prince Charming back, she even pushed him away. But what does it even matter when a girl witnesses her boyfriend shoving his tongue down the throat of the girl he'd been checking out for months? It's safe to say that everyone from the Dorne Heights Neighborhood despises Lyanna Stark for "stealing" their prefect Elia's boyfriend. Which isn't even what happened at all.

Ignoring the the icy look from the street car racer commonly known as the "Red Viper," Lyanna took the seat to his left which, although still too close to Robert for her comfort, was a better option than actually being next to Robert and working with him.

After a few seconds of awkwardly sitting there with her pen and paper ready to take notes on cellular respiration, Mr. Pycelle finally saw fit to start class. So of course that was preceded by the all too familiar coughing fits he tends to have about three times an hour. Sitting patiently praying that he just begins the powerpoint, Lyanna Stark was hit by a curveball when it was announced that all the new partner pairings would have to learn as much on the topic of cellular respiration as they could on their own from any outside resources and design a lab for another group to perform by Friday.

Composing her nervousness about actually having to try to get one of the people who seemed to hate her most to work with her on something , Lyanna turned to face Oberyn in time to be greeted by his back as he turned and walked away.

It was beginning to become obvious to Lyanna that signing up for a class to be with your boyfriend rather than to learn was a huge mistake.