characters; mia fey & miles edgeworth.

prompts; finals

notes; i suppose this will be an AU drabble series! i really do love AA AUs a lot. if you have any requests/prompts/pairings/AUs feel free to leave them in a review! i shall dub this the [highschool!AU]. (by the way, i'm pretty open to like, ALL ships - slash/het/etc. i really don't mind. there's only two or three i won't do.)

Of Bets and Finals

"Fey."

Miles nodded at the girl who sat at her desk with her nose buried in the thick pages of a calculus textbook. Her eyes remained concentrated on the pages, and Miles wondered if she had heard him.

"Go away, Edgeworth. Don't talk to me."

Well, that answered that.

He sighed and settled into the desk next to hers, taking out his finished homework assignment from the night before. "You should have studied last night," Miles said, suppressing a smug smirk at Mia's face contorting darkly at his comment.

"I did," Mia answered promptly, her annoyance given away by her hands gripping the book tighter.

"Then what's that the problem?" Miles asked innocently.

She gave in and slammed the book down. "We're not all perfect like you, Edgeworth. I have the BC final next period."

Miles raised an eyebrow. "If that's what you're concerned about, don't be. I took it first period, it was really quite easy."

"Really?" Mia's eyes shined with an inkling of hope as she turned to face Miles. "Was the content all from the study guide?"

Miles nodded in confirmation. "Much easier, in fact."

After exhaling in relief, Mia closed the textbook and pushed it aside. Way to overstudy.

Midterms week was never a fun week. As Mr. Hammond came around to collect the assignments, Mia scrambled to retrieve hers from her bag to hand it in to the stark comparison of Miles turning it in calmly, completely prepared.

"Edgeworth," Mia addressed, prompting the other boy to look at him. "How are you always so... calm and collected during a hectic week like this? I mean, what's your secret?"

This actually prompted a slight smile from Miles. "You'll find that if you're prepared, you're also stress-free."

She stared. "No, I just think you have this really strong superiority complex."

Miles huffed. "Believe what you want."

Mia laughed and wondered why she was friends with such a perfectionist. Oh, right. It was mostly Phoenix's fault. As the powerpoint begin running on the smartboard ahead, Mia begin scribbling down notes absentmindedly.

"How's Phoenix?" she asked quietly, careful not to disrupt class.

Miles frowned. "How should I know?"

Mia simply stared at him, apparently bemused. "Well, you two are attached at the hip. I just assumed."

Miles paused for a moment before answering. "He's... fine. The only finals he has are for AB Calculus this week."

"You know that's not what I meant," the girl replied with a teasing grin.

Miles simply rolled his eyes. "If you're going on about that ridiculous bet 'everyone' is in on, Fey, I suggest you quit now. The idea of us as... like that is preposterous."

"Too late," said Mia sympathetically. "I've already pooled in thirty."

He twitched visibly and Mia had to bite back another laugh. She understood why Phoenix got so much out of irritating Miles - the reactions were simply priceless.

"If we're talking relationships," drawled Edgeworth, "Let's not leave out your Armando, shall we?"

Mia scowled instantly. "We do not speak of that man."

"Likewise," smirked Miles.

They gave each other mutual nods of agreement and spent the rest of the hour with their minds somewhere far, far away from class.