Chapter notes: In this AU Lyanna and Jorah live together and Lyanna goes to Oldstones on a partial scholarship. If you guys ever read The Raven Boys her situation is a bit similar to Adam's.
In addition, all the chapters that don't begin with Arya and instead begin with another character's name are focused on them instead of Arya. The next chapter will be one like that (featuring Robb).

Chapter 3- In which Arya becomes famous

Lyanna

Lyanna struggled to keep her eyes open as her history teacher droned on. History never felt that boring the year before. That was a lie, of course. No matter how many colorful diagrams and pictures they were showed of ancient civilizations, Lyanna couldn't be bothered to care.

It felt like the teacher couldn't be bothered either.

The two kids behind her looked like they were struggling too. If Lyanna angered her phone the right way she could make the two out. The boy Edric stayed on his phone the whole time, either texting someone or playing Fortnight. The girl Arya either fell asleep or doodled something in the inner lining of her binder. What it was, Lyanna wasn't sure.

The teacher continued on about Ancient Greece, which would've been interesting if Lyanna hadn't heard it a thousand times already. In history freshman learned the beginnings of world history, sophomores learned world history in the last two centuries, juniors learned American history up to the Civil war, and seniors learned the rest. All things they covered in middle school.

Lyanna's uncle always told her to pay attention in class, even the boring ones, but she just couldn't do it. She went on Youtube, hoping to save a couple videos to watch later. She did not expect to see Arya in a video, vlogging with a couple older looking boys.

Lyanna quickly checked her channel. There were only three videos listed: the vlog of Arya and the boys speeding around in a ratty looking Jeep, a vlog of Arya chatting while walking a massive husky apparently named Nymeria, and a "get ready with me" that was six minutes long and had Arya struggling with a messy bun in the title card. Lyanna couldn't help herself at the thought and let out a soft snicker.

"Lyanna? Do you know who the god of crafting and fire is?" Her teacher glared down a pointed nose and Lyanna balked. She had no idea.

"Hephaestus," Arya whispered from behind her.

"Heph-hephaestus?" Lyanna asked. The teacher nodded and continued teaching. Lyanna sighed in relief.

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"Hey, Arya!" Lyanna called once class was over, hoping to catch Arya before she went to her next class. Arya was most likely daydreaming, since Lyanna was three feet away and she barely moved. "Arya!" That got her attention.

"Oh, hey...Lyanna." Lyanna nodded. "Uh, what's up?"

"Do you have a couple free minutes to talk?" Arya looked confused but half shrugged, slinging her bag over one shoulder and following Lyanna outside. The halls were filled with screaming teenagers, all trying either to get to class or avoid getting to class. The duo most likely fell in the latter group. "Thanks for helping me with the Hephaestus question. Also I found your Youtube channel, by the way."

That got Arya's attention. She went from barely paying attention to sharply perking up. "You did?" A grin began to spread.

"Yeah. I found it in class." Lyanna was a stoic girl, but Arya's grin was infectious. "It looks pretty cool."

"Are you free after school?" Arya suddenly burst. "I mean, if you aren't it's fine."

"No, I can hang for a bit," Lyanna answered before stopping at her class. "I'm by my class. I'll see you by the turf, maybe?"

"Yeah, of course." Arya was still beaming as she turned and scampered off. Lyanna smirked as she walked inside and grabbed her phone to text her uncle.

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Arya was already on the turf when Lyanna went to meet her after school. She sat with her hoodie spread underneath her like a blanket and her bag in her lap. As Lyanna walked over to her she saw a group of upperclassmen on the bleachers, talking and laughing. The boy was tall and blond and wore a collared shirt over shorts, like some kind of fuckboy. Maybe it was the backward gold cap, maybe it was the face. The girl to his right was gorgeous and has a somewhat smirking smile, while the girl on his left had a shock of red hair and looked on shyly. Two other girls sat behind Red, looking lost. Lyanna shook her head and went to Arya. She didn't trust that group.

"Hi," Arya called cheerfully. Lyanna sat with her legs crossed. "Don't worry about them. That's just my sister and her friends."

"That's your sister?" Lyanna looked at the smirking girl. Though the group was a good distance away Lyanna could tell she was tall and slender and had curly brown hair. Arya was short and dumpy and had limp hair with several obvious tangles. No way they could be related. Almost as though she read her mind, Arya jerked her head at Red. Oh goodness. She looked even less like Arya.

"So, y'saw my channel," Arya began. "I honestly thought only my siblings would've known about it. Now, at least, since it's only got three videos."

"I guess I got lucky," Lyanna said, shrugging. "You already have almost fifty subscribers."

"Really?" Lyanna nodded and took her phone out, showing Arya the home page. Sure enough, there were forty nine people subscribed. "Woah. I'm almost famous."

Lyanna clicked the subscribe button, taking it to an even fifty. "Now you are."

Arya beamed and looked over at the group, smile fading slightly. "All my siblings are helpful with my channel but Sansa. I wish she could at least pretend to take part in my hobbies like I do with hers. She gossiped about Joffrey and Margaery and Jeyne and Beth so much I know them better than they do, but every time I asked if she wanted to come film with us she brushed me off."

Lyanna ran her thumb over the back of her hand, accidentally smudging the thinnest coat of dirt on it. "If you want a friend to help you with your videos I'm down. I usually help my uncle out at work on Saturdays but aside from than I'm free."

"Really?" Lyanna nodded and Arya positively beamed. "I'd like that."

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"Lyanna, I'm home," Jorah called few hours later. Lyanna looked up from the kitchen table where her stuff was laid out, as well as dinner. Jorah had to work a lot now to cover her partial scholarship, a fact he
never held above her head. Despite this, she insisted on making dinner whenever he came late. Which was often. "You made pasta?"

"Yeah, with chicken and tomato sauce, since we had." Her phone buzzed with a text from Arya, asking if she ever tried driving a forklift. Lyanna hadn't made any friends in Oldstones and she figured Arya was the same. It was nice to have a friend, even a strange and hyper one she just met. "I also have some iced tea in the fridge."

"Ah, thank you." The duo shared a quiet evening, Jorah watching the news while Lyanna worked on homework. It was almost peaceful. She was eager for whatever mischief Arya would bring.