Author's Note: I am sorry if you had the misfortune to click on this fanfiction. It is relatively garbage but note that it's my first fanfiction so go easy on reviews. Enjoy. Or do not, I am not a beggar. P. S. My dialogue structure sucks and will most likely never get better so if you will suffer through this you will have to deal with it.
Lucina stared across the classroom with her eyes centered on the back of his head. He was six feet tall, and had a tousled crop of white hair. His eyes, though not visible, were a warm, welcoming chocolate-caramel brown. He always wore his black overcoat, yet it had odd symbols imprinted all over it. He was taking furious notes as the teacher, Professer Miriel, spoke in what seemed to be another language, even without the chemistry terms.
"My enlightened undergraduates." She began, "It is imperative that you comprehend for the spell of time span that you are proffering your demonstrations you do not stutter." Lucina rolled her eyes. Though she was an average student, she didn't understand how anyone understood a word that Miriel said. Except for him. He was a genius, that was why he was the leader of the chess club. Speaking of him, he was raising his hand now. Miriel nodded in his direction.
"Mrs. Miriel," he started. "Do you want us taking notes on this or are we to be passing the quiz due to you handing out a study guide." Though Miriel was intelligent, she didn't realize how deep his words had just run. But, everyone else in the room did, and they were covering their mouths to keep from laughing at how he had practically just insulted a teacher to her face, even though he was one of the most studious students in the school, excluding Miriel's son, Laurent, who was almost as understandable as she was. Which was to say not.
Miriel sighed, "I shall compile a tuition cicerone for you on the morrow." Everyone in the room bit their tongues to keep from laughing. This class was an amusement to most because nobody understood how to take notes on Miriel's vocabulary except for two people in the grade. One, because he used the vocab himself. The other because he created a tactic for taking notes. In the end, she just handed a study sheet to everyone for every test and quiz, so people studied like crazy once they had those to pass the tests. This was Lucina's worst class grade-wise, but she adored it because he was in it, and it was obvious that this made the class great for Lucina. Miriel scanned the class like a hawk, thinking she saw something going on. Laughter, perhaps. In the end she gave up and handed a worksheet out for the students to work on for the rest of class. Lucina's hand trembled every time she looked away from her pencil to the left corner of the class where he sat. She tried to put him out of her mind, but it was set on him, and the worksheet was almost impossible to complete as it was. How was she suppose to know what water and potassium made? She looked at her cousin Chrom, and suddenly had an idea. She dropped her pencil, and kicked it over to Chrom's desk. She walked over to pick it back up, and while standing near him, she whispered.
"I know you are just as confused as I am so ask Mrs. Miriel for help, she's got the answer key, so copy off of it when she walks over to help you. That way we won't spend a year on homework; I bet my life that this is homework. I'll take the first ten, you get eleven through twenty. We'll trade answers after school" Chrom nodded, and Lucina 'retrieved' her pencil. When she sat down she had a spontaneous need a question. She raised her hand. When Miriel arrived she bit her lip and acted confused. "Mrs. Miriel?" she asked in a feigned tentative voiced, "I'm having trouble with this problem right here." She pointed to number four as to not arouse suspicion that she hadn't done one, two, or three. As Miriel launched into a long and boring explanation, Lucina sprang into action, copying numbers one through six.
Then Miriel inquired, "Do you comprehend?" Lucina nodded as she finished copying all ten answers. She smiled at Miriel and thanked her. Chrom then pulled the same trick, getting all the answers needed for the worksheet. She winked at him and he winked back. When class was over Miriel called after the fleeing students, "Finish that sheet for homework students." Only after Lucina left the room did she realize that Miriel had spoken normally. She wondered why, but was too busy staring at him again to bother.
"That was a plan worthy of Robin!" Chrom's voice broke through her thoughts like a sledgehammer.
"What?! No I was not!" Lucina responded.
Chrom chuckled, responding with, "I said that what you just came up with was a plan worthy of Robin, not were you creeping on him." Lucina let out a huge sigh. "You were doing that to though." Chrom added, then Lucina smacked him with her bookbag. Chrom had an expression of pain but it disappeared when he heard, "Hey Chrom." Lucina's heart did a backflip at that voice. Chrom turned around and said "Hello Robby." Robin's face turned into a billboard of annoyance. "Don't call me Robby, Chromy, if you want to keep your head." Chrom laughed and clapped him on his back. "Wanna hang out at my place after school today?" Chrom asked him. Robin's face looked slightly less annoyed, "Yeah, sure." He answered. Lucina realized she passed her locker. "See ya Robin. And Chrom." She turned back to her locker and retrieved everything she needed for the weekend. There wasn't much she needed because she had completed the homework in chemistry, and there weren't many assignments in other classes. She finished packing and closed her locker. She turned around and came face to face with an unpleasant sight. Tharja, who practically stalked Robin day and night was right behind her, holding tweezers just above Lucina's hair. Lucina batted the tweezers away, knowing that Tharja was a master at many different spells and potions. Some might call her a witch, but never in front of her in fear of being hexed. Tharja grinned evilly at her and threatened, "Robin is mine, if you touch a hair on his body, I will burn you alive after removing one of your livers." Lucina was heavily ticked off but smiled back in a fake way. "Okay," she said "But seeing as how he's my cousin's best friend, and I live with my cousin during the school year, that will be quite hard." Tharja's evil grin fell into a scowl as she slinked away. When Lucina made it to the buses, and got onto her bus, she saw Robin and smirked as if saying, "As if he would ever date you, Tharja." And that was the highpoint of her day.
Author's Note: Yes, I am aware that my writing is (bad) and the chapter premises was boring due to there being no social interaction between the characters. But the next chapter will be a bit more exciting (I hope.) And I'm sorry for the confusing business about the children and parents, but to put it simply, I took all the children (except male Morgan) put them in junior year and some of the elders and put them in senior year. The rest of the elders are teachers/other adult roles so hopefully you will get used to it. And don't start on me about making Lucina Chrom's cousin.