A/N: This came out of nowhere and into my head, so I thought 'Why the hell not' and wrote it up. What you see before you is the finished product - let me know what you think! I may write more to this, I don't know, depends on whether people like it. Whatever.
Ugh. I hate Mondays, but this was worse than usual - whose idea was it to have science first thing? As I walked into Chemistry, I heard Mr. Ridge calling out names. He was partnering us off for some big project. I prayed that he wouldn't pair me with either Sips or Sjin; those two annoy the hell out of me. Dumping my bag on the floor, I sat heavily on my lab stool to wait for my name to be called.
"Xephos, take your stuff to Lalna's desk. You'll be with him for this project." Well, I thought. It could have been worse. I didn't usually hang around with Lalna that much, but everyone knew the guy was ace at science.
"Hey, man." I greeted as I sat to his right.
"Hi," he replied, not looking up from whatever he was doodling on his hand. Raising an eyebrow, I sat down as sir started handing out worksheets. I felt kind of awkward; all the other pairs were talking to one another, but Lalna was completely ignoring me. Resting my chin in my hand and my elbow on the desk, I tried to convince my brain to work - I couldn't remember half of what this stuff meant. I let out a frustrated noise, and the boy beside me chuckled quietly. Subtly, I peered over his shoulder, and saw that he was already three quarters finished. "Oh, shut up," I muttered. He just shook his head, smiled, then scribbled one final answer. He swapped his Biro to his left hand and began to tap it on the desk. Did he know how irritating he was? Probably, judging by his smirk. Grimacing, I turned my attention back to the work in front of me. I had only managed to answer one question when Lalna's knee touched mine, and I was fairly sure it wasn't accidental. What's wrong with him? I thought. Trying to ignore him as best I could, I resumed staring at the questions. However, it's very difficult to ignore someone when their hand starts making its way up your thigh, then stroking back down, only to return again.
"Lalna?" I asked with mock-sweetness.
"Hmm?" He replied nonchalantly.
"I would really appreciate it if you stopped feeling up my leg and let me get on with the work," I said, dropping all pretences - I was really not in the mood for pissing around. But despite the acid in my voice, the boy just snickered and carried on. I gritted my teeth, and wrote down an answer. He looked over my shoulder at my sheet and tutted.
"What?" I snapped at him.
"Most of these are wrong. Here, copy what I've got." Lalna slid his paper across the desk towards me, but I took no notice.
"Thanks, but no thanks. And besides, I can't even read your writing!"
"That's ok. I'll tell you what the answers are."
"For the last time, Lalna, I don't-" I turned my head to look at him, but he was a lot closer than I imagined. All I saw was a grin flash across his lips before they were upon mine. The hand on my leg slid up to grab my hip, threatening to go further. When I registered the fact that I was kissing a boy in the middle of a chemistry lab with twenty other students surrounding me, I grabbed the blond by the shoulders and shoved him roughly off me. Standing up, I grabbed my bag, knocking the stool over in the process. Before anyone could tell me otherwise I was out of the lab, the door was swinging shut behind me. The last thing I heard was Lalna laughing as I strode swiftly down the corridor. There was only one thought running through my mind at that moment.
Revenge.
