It had been a mostly uneventful day for an extremely tired Amelia E. Jones. Nothing would've tipped her off that her life was going to be totally flipped upside down.
But oh man, it was.
Sitting in her biology class, the American was doing her best not to scream. Rubbing her temples and praying to God to give her strength, Amelia turned in her seat.
"Could you please turn your anarchy music off?" She hissed, mustering up the best glare she could. Of course, she had to be seated right behind Alice. Undoubtedly not cool.
Alice paused. Then she looked at Amelia. A smile broke onto her face, and the Brit began to laugh, very loudly. Everyone seemed to turn to them, and Amelia's face reddened significantly. Dammit, she didn't need this in her life!
"Sorry love, can't hear you over my 'anarchy music.'" Alice snorted, purposefully turning it up.
Amelia was so tempted to throw her desk right at the bitch's face, one more push, she swore to Jesus Christ above–
"And anyway, I don't take orders from a little nerd, no matter how cute she is."
The American's eyes widened, and she spluttered indignantly. Cute? It wasn't like Amelia was straight (she was the pan with a plan, dammit), but...not cool.
Alice laughed at the expression on Amelia's face, and the latter quickly turned back to the front, her head in her hands. Oh my god, that was mortifying. She could feel her face burning, and her body felt hot all over.
"No matter how cute she is."
That was a first. Amelia had never been called cute by a person outside of her family. Her theory was that she was too much of a dork to even be considered cute. Alice had to be toying with her–yeah, that was definitely it. Adjusting her glasses, Amelia quickly pulled out her earbuds and closed her eyes, a sigh of relief escaping her.
"He said let's get out of this town,
Drive out of the city,
Away from the crowds.
I thought 'heaven can't help me now,'
Nothing lasts forever,
But this is gonna take me down..."
The teenager smiled to herself, her foot absentmindedly tapping to the beat. Closing her eyes, she laid her head on the desk.
"He's so tall,
And handsome as hell,
He's so bad, but he does it so well,
I can see the end,
As it begins,
My one condition is..."
A sharp tap to her desk had Amelia shooting up in her seat. Looking up, she met the eyes of her very annoyed teacher, causing her to rip her earbuds out and recoil slightly.
"Are we done sleeping, Miss Jones?"
For the second time today, Amelia felt her face turn red. Ignoring the snickers around the room, she nodded quickly. A snort from directly behind her had the American biting her tongue, a scowl marring her face.
"Now that everyone is awake, I have an announcement. We'll be starting a project that will last the duration of the school year. You will have a partner, and you'll be forced to sit with them for the rest of the year in this class. I'll be passing out more information about the project shortly."
Amelia rubbed her eyes tiredly, a yawn escaping her as she waited for her name to be called.
"Amelia Jones," Her teacher started, "You're paired with Alice Kirkland."
Amelia stilled, her eyes growing wide. A bang next to her made her jump, and she turned to meet bright green eyes, full of mirth.
"We meet again."
This had to be a fucking joke.
