Summary: Claire and Elle are the definition of Yin and Yang, as different as apples and bananas. And as uncooperative with one another as two teenagers can possibly be. So, after being paired up together to be in an English writing project, how will they deal with the situation?
Alrighty, here's a Heroes multi-chapter story that I'll be updating whenever I'm struck with inspiration. The characters are all relatively the same age, and in high school. Alternate universe setting, but everyone still has their powers.
Disclaimer: No, I don't own Heroes, sorry kids.
Of Conflict and Literature
Elle gagged offensively as Claire walked by to sit in her assigned seat for their literature class, and the younger blond responded with a devilish glare.
The bell rang and students came filing in, one quickly after another to join the two irate teenagers.
And this is how it was every morning. This is how it was every day, every time the two had contact with one another. They would simply respond to each other with repulsive gestures or noises, and the surrounding students found their quarrels to be nothing short of immature.
Elle just found it to be amusing, and Claire thought it was added stress and wasted time to her daily routine. Although, she never did go to the efforts of trying to stop their arguments. She blamed it on the fact that there was no chance she was going to let Elle beat her, they had already gone three years and running, why give up now?
The second bell rang, and tardy students trickled in as the minutes drifted by, and eventually, class had begun after the routinely morning attendance was taken care of.
Claire was seated two seats in front of and one row away from Elle, giving the older girl the advantage of irritating her enemy as much as humanly possible. Or, in this case, inhumanly possible.
She shot a spark of electricity at the base of Claire's neck, causing the younger girl to yelp as a few sparks made their way onto Sylar's shoulder, which quickly resulted in death glare's from the anti-social brunette. Several of the students considered him a schizophrenic maniac, but of course none of them had the bravery to let this theory leak out to his ears.
Claire gritted her teeth, turning herself around to narrow her eyes at a smiling, and waving Elle. Raising an eyebrow as her smile diminished into a confident smirk, Elle averted her gaze from Claire's angry eyes and stared absent-mindedly out of the window, tapping her pencil's eraser idly on the desk as she popped the bubble gum in her mouth. Claire turned back around, folding her arms across her chest as she shrunk in her seat and her eyebrows furrowed together in disheveled frustration.
The minutes ticked by, and neither blond seemed to be paying much attention to the current happenings at the front of the classroom.
"How about...Elle Bishop and Claire Bennet? Both of you are highly talented students, I'm sure you would work wonderfully together." Mr. Parker chimed, his voice ringing like church bells with enthusiasm as he checked both of their names off, cracking through both teens' thoughts and bringing them back to reality.
He proceeded with pairing up his next victims with his cheery tone.
Each girl grimaced, almost simaltaneously, but Claire had caught his words a few seconds later than the obviously disgusted Elle Bishop had.
Neither of them had been paying the least bit of attention to the topic of what they were paired up for, but both knew it was going to be a rather bumpy, distasteful ride.