"Are we are going to prom or to hell?"

Life is Strange

Chapter Four: On The Wrong Foot

Songs of the Chapter:

Uneasy Hearts Weigh the Most by Dance Gavin Dance (Explicit)

Crazy for You by Best Coast

Run Devil Run by Girls' Generation (Ahri's Dance)

Let's Not Fall In Love by BIGBANG

It was only the first day of classes but Quinn could already feel her feet throbbing with all the walking she had been doing. A young man zoomed passed her on a skateboard and she thought that she should probably invest in one until the boy was stopped by the on campus police. Quinn sluggishly dragged her feet— the weight of the books in her arms was beginning to be too much. Her first three classes were so close in time she wouldn't have a chance to drop off her things at her dorm room. Quinn's only choice was to carry everything for the first five hours of her Monday. One hour of Art Appreciation, one hour of Runeterra Art History, and then two hours in her last class of the day.

The navy-haired girl sighed as she saw the her next classroom— Life Drawing in Room 602. There were already a few students making their way inside, some already looking as exhausted as Quinn. She followed them in and that's when she saw the odd layout of the room.

Long, black desks were circled around the room with two chairs at each one. Quinn assumed she would have to share a desk with another student. Her eyes scanned the room, seeing there were a lot of free seats. Some students were already paired up and Quinn assumed they were all friends since they were quietly chatting. Her eyes then spotted a pair of bright blue braids.

The girl the braids were attached to looked friendly enough to get to know. She chewed on gum loudly and blew bubbles occasionally. Quinn noticed the girl was very pale and she had tattoos of gunsmoke and bullets going down her right arm. The young artist walked forward, intending to sit alongside the girl but Quinn saw she had her thin legs thrown across the chair beside her. She had thick, black combat boots with neon pink laces on her feet which she tapped together rhythmically. Quinn took the seat right beside her in another desk and placed her books in front of her.

The Demacian glanced over at the blue-haired girl, debating if she wanted to strike up a conversation before class started. She looked up at the clock above the door— they had a good two minutes. Quinn turned back to the girl, moving her hand to tap her shoulder but pulled back when the girl jumped up and waved.

"Jhin, over here!" The girl failed to whisper and ended up almost shouting. Quinn looked over to who she was addressing and she saw a very tall young man standing in the doorway. He smiled at the blue-haired girl before walking over to sit beside her. Quinn turned away when they exchanged a kiss.

"Jinx, my dear, I feel like I haven't seen you in forever." Jhin whispered to her, earning a giggle from the thin girl.

"Uh, you saw me like an hour ago before I went to Ancient Runeterra History, puddin'." Jinx teased, poking him on the nose.

"And it was the longest hour of my life without my sweetheart." Quinn heard Jhin say, making her clasp her hand over her face slowly. These kind of couples were usually distracting but hopefully they would stop when class started, which was in the next thirty seconds. She tried tuning out the annoying lovebirds beside her by watching who came in the door.

The room was already filling and Quinn noticed that she was the only person without someone sitting at her desk. The teacher walked into the middle of the room with a small stack of papers in her arms. She had long brown hair tied in a lazy bun and she wore a messy smock and a pink button-up shirt. Her and Quinn watched the clock's fast hand tick towards the twelve. The teacher nodded to herself when the bell rang and walked over to close the classroom door. Just then a boy came sliding through, scaring the teacher.

Quinn's golden eyes widened when she recognized the young man as Talon. It looks as if he had seen her too because he was glaring right at her. His eyes frantically searched the room for another open seat. The teacher patted his shoulder and led him over to the empty seat right beside Quinn.

This cannot be happening…

"A couple seconds late but I don't expect everyone to be on time with a campus this gigantic," she chuckled. "Take this seat, love. It looks as if it's the only one that's open."

Talon hesitated before placing his things on the desk and sat as far away as he could from Quinn. She watched him from the corner of her eye, scowling at his childish behavior. Her attention was brought back to the teacher.

"Good afternoon, class. I'm Ms. Blair, your Life Drawing teacher." Ms. Blair started as she walked around the room and placed the papers that were in her arms out to the students. Quinn looked over the paper and saw that it was just some rules and things they would learn while taking this course. She flipped to the backside and saw that the class' final was not finished being decided but it would be done with a partner. "We are going to have a good, year-long semester in this class. The person next to you will be your partner for the whole year. They will be your critic, the person you go to for advice, your…"

Whatever else Ms. Blair said was drowned out by the screaming in Quinn's mind. She glanced over at Talon, who had the same shocked expression as her. The young man looked at her and he immediately turned away, muttering something under his breath. From what Quinn could make out, it wasn't anything nice.

"You want to say that to me a bit louder, Talon?" Quinn whispered to him.

"Don't speak to me," he growled. "When this is over, I'm asking for a class exchange. I won't be able to focus with you constantly staring at me."

"What the hell is your problem," the young Demacian glowered at him.

"Damn, I can feel the sexual tension all the way over here." The two heard Jhin joke. They turned and saw him jokingly fanning himself, making Jinx snort uncontrollably.

"Do you four want to explain to the class why you're giggling?" Ms. Blair's soft silver eyes suddenly became hostile. The four students shook their heads, "Good. Now listen up. On the backside of the paper I gave you, there is a list near the top. These are the items you are going to need this semester. You will need: different pencils with different variations of lead size and hardness, erasers, sharpeners, a small sketchbook, a large drawing pad, and a easel. A smock, like the one I am wearing, is optional. The place I go to buy my art supplies is the Crafts and Hobbies shop in town."

"Will we need to bring the easel everyday to class?" A student asked while raising his hand.

"No, those will be used at home. I have easels for you all to use here."

Ms. Blair continued on with her explanation about the class, almost everything she said was typed on the paper in front of Quinn, who had tuned her out again because Talon was tapping his fingers on the desk. The tapping had become louder than the teacher and it made the young Demacian grind her teeth.

"Stop that," Quinn demanded. The Noxian ignored her by tapping his fingers even harder. She slumped in her seat, blowing away hair that fell in her eyes. Quinn turned her head and saw that Jhin and Jinx were smirking at her.

"I know that it hasn't come close to two hours yet but this is where I am going to end today. I didn't plan a lesson because, well, it is the first day and you all don't have your supplies yet. The next time we meet," Ms. Blair walked over to a calendar that was hanging above her desk, "On Thursday at this same time. I expect you all to have your supplies by then. Alright, you are all dismissed."

One by one, students gathered their belongings and made their way out the door. Quinn wasn't in a hurry to get anywhere— this was her last class of the day. She looked at her smartphone and saw that it was a little after one. The Demacian counted on her fingers, knowing it took an hour to get to town and she wouldn't be back until after three.

Just then, she noticed that Talon had hastily gathered his things and rushed over to Ms. Blair. Quinn's golden eyes narrowed at him while he talked to her. Whatever he was asking her, the teacher quickly typed on her computer to get his answer. Quinn huffed a curse under her breath as she walked out the door.

"This cannot be happening right now," Quinn growled as she turned her car key into the ignition for the tenth time. She knew this was going to happen. A few days of letting her car sit out in the cold weather made it stall. She smacked her hands on the steering wheel before she opened her door. The Demacian stepped out and pulled out her phone.

To: Lux

Hey, Lux. Do you want to drive to town? I need to get some things for my drawing class but my car won't start.

From: Lux

Sorry Quinn. I'm Still In Class And I Won't Be Out For Another Hour And Then I Have A Two Hour Class After This One D:

To: Lux

Ah, that's fine. We can always go tomorrow?

From: Lux

Yeah We Can Do That :D I Will See You Back At The Dorm In A Few Hours!

To: Lux

Cool, alright get off your phone. I don't want you getting into trouble on your first day.

Quinn smiled at the mess of heart emojis Lux sent back. She put her phone back in her pocket and walked over to the front of her car. Quinn lifted the front top off and frowned at the frost that had gathered on her engine. She ran over to her trunk and pounded on it to get it open.

From inside, she pulled out a dirty cloth to wipe the oily ice off. The Demacian slammed it closed and made her way back around to the front and began picking the ice off. After a few minutes of cleaning, Quinn decided that that might had been why her car didn't start. She hopped back in the driver's seat and silently prayed that her car would start.

It didn't.

"Of course," Quinn laughed, "What else?"

"Car trouble?" A familiar voice asked from Quinn's passenger's side door. She looked over and saw Talon. The Demacian glowered at him but stepped out of her car again.

"Yeah, it won't start."

"Do you… mind if I take a look?"

"Knock yourself out."

Talon dropped his bag on the asphalt after he walked to the front of the car. Quinn stood a few feet behind him and watched him poke a few things inside. To her it looked like he knew what he was doing. The Noxian pulled back his hair with a tie he had around his wrist and he looked deeper inside. He walked to the driver's side and tested whatever he was doing.

But there was something bothering Quinn about this picture…

This young man not too long ago snapped at her for bumping into him and said he was going to exchange classes just because she was in the same one. It truly seemed like he disliked her a lot— maybe even hated her. There was a nagging voice in Quinn's mind saying he could easily snap a few wires and rendering her car more useless than it already was.

Her eyes scanned the parking lot and saw they the majority of the people outside were more towards the entrance. Quinn sighed— why do I always choose to park so far away from everyone else? If Talon tried anything fishy, no one would hear me scream for help. She turned her attention back to the Noxian who was still fiddling with the key in the ignition.

"Why are you helping me? Just a few minutes ago you were… never mind." Quinn blurted out.

"I did some thinking and I figured we kinda got off on the wrong foot," Talon replied not looking away from the task in front of him.

"You don't say…"

"Look, can we just start over?" The Noxian groaned as he stomped over to Quinn. He stuck out his hand, "I'm Talon. I'm a Game and Interactive Media Major, I work at my father's supermarket, and my favorite color is violet."

Quinn glanced down at the Noxian's outstretched hand, her eyes narrowing. Her fingers twitched when she moved her arm. She sighed as she finally grabbed his hand and shook it. His hand was very cold and almost swallowed her smaller hand whole.

"I'm Quinn and I'm a Drawing Major, I love birds, and my favorite color is blue." She forced herself to smile at Talon. She glanced behind him, "Did you figure out what is wrong with my junker?"

"Come here," Talon said as he walked back to the front of the car. Quinn reluctantly stepped forward, "You see this wire right here? That is what connects your ignition to your engine. When I was turning the key, I felt no pressure from the wire. That means it busted. Probably from the cold weather freezing the oil and then you forcing it to move."

"I have always been forceful with my junker."

"Well, it's going nowhere now. If you don't replace that wire, you're stuck without a junker." Talon said as he closed the front hood. He looked back at Quinn and he looked as if he was fighting with himself. "You… don't need a ride anywhere, do you? I was going to town to get my supplies."

"I was too but you don't need to. I was going to catch a ride with my—" Quinn was interrupted by her phone violently vibrating in her front pocket. She pulled it out and saw that he had a few messages from Lux.

From: Lux

Scratch That On Going Tomorrow

I Totally Forgot I Have To Drive Back Home And Pick Up Some Books I Left There

And I Know My Mom Will Be Talking My Ear Off When I Get There So I Will Probably Be There Awhile

I'm Sorry Quinn D: Dx

"You were saying?" Talon asked, the corner of his mouth turning up when he saw Quinn shove her phone back in her pocket with a groan.

"Yes, I need a ride."

Quinn uncomfortably crossed her arms over her chest as Talon sat in the diver's seat of his car. He pulled his keys from his flannel pocket and started his car. The radio was silently playing as he pulled out of his parking space and began to slowly drive out of the lot.

Talon's car smelled a lot like him. It was also very oddly clean aside from the large folder sitting on the floor under Quinn. She curiously picked it up and felt it was very heavy. The Demacian unzipped the black binder and saw that it was packed with CDs.

"This is quite a collection," Quinn said as she turned pages and saw that most of them were blank CD's with names of bands written in marker.

He obviously illegally downloaded albums and burned them onto the CDs. There were only a few that looked authentic and Quinn couldn't help but laugh when she saw what they were. She recognized the Ionian girl in fox ears that was printed on almost all of her CDs with her name on them.

"Do you really own Ahri albums?" Quinn snickered, pointing at the one of Ahri blowing a heart shaped kiss.

"A guy can't like Ionian Pop?"

"They can but I will question if they like Ahri for her music or her fox ears and skimpy shorts. Besides, most of her songs are a bit too repetitive for my taste."

"Excuse you, Run Devil Run is a masterpiece. If you don't believe me, pop in that pink CD and skip to track five."

"Isn't Ahri shaking her hips in the music video?" Quinn asked slyly but did what Talon asked her to do.

"Don't hate," Talon shook his head as he turned onto the highway. Quinn clutched her seat as the car began to pick up speed. Talon noticed her sudden discomfort and he turned to look at her, "You alright? You're not going to vomit in my car are you?"

"N-No, I just have a little fear of fast driving."

"So do you drive like an old woman in your junker?" Talon snickered.

"And if I do?"

"Good for you, I guess." The Noxian shrugged, subtly slowing the speed of his car. Although, Quinn didn't seem to notice but she did relax a bit.

It grew uncomfortably quiet in the car again besides the Ionian Pop song playing. The Demacian didn't want to admit the song was a bit catchy. Quinn looked over at Talon, who kept his eyes on the road but glanced once at her.

"Can I ask you something?" The Demacian finally spoke. Talon gave a single nod as he turned into a new lane on the highway. Quinn took in a slow breath, "Did you really ask Ms. Blair about changing?"

"No," Talon admitted. "I only asked her if she could suggest me brands of pencils I should buy. Even if I did ask her about a class change, my schedule is packed already."

"Oh, okay." Quinn mumbled, turning away to hide her blush.

"Why? Did you not want me to leave?" The Noxian chuckled.

"That would have left me without a partner," Quinn shot back playfully. "So, what made you want to be a game designer?"

"Don't laugh at me but I love history, especially the time where assassins roamed. My father tells me that we had some infamous assassins in our own family. Our last name does mean of the blade." Talon explained. Quinn saw him slightly smile as he talked about his family, "A game I really want to make is where you play as an assassin, forcing yourself to make silent and secretive kills. Games nowadays don't penalize you for going on killing sprees but mine will."

"That sounds really cool," the Demacian giggled, "I would play something like that if I were any good at video games. Although, don't you think the name Talon of the Blade sounds just a tad edgy?"

"It's the name my father gave me," Talon rolled his eyes but chuckled.

"Your sister is Katarina, right? You don't look anything like her."

"That's because she and I aren't blood related— I was adopted at a young age. Katarina looks like our father while our younger sister Cassiopeia looks like our mother." The Noxian explained, "What about you? You got any siblings?"

"I have a beautiful mother and a father I don't speak to anymore and I… had a twin brother..." Quinn's voice trailed off as she thought of Caleb. She remained quiet for a moment while she looked out the passenger side window. A car speeding passed her window snapped her back to reality, "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't realize I stopped talking."

"Don't apologize," Talon said. He could tell that the girl didn't want to speak any longer about family life so he decided to change the subject, "So… how is dorm life treating you?"

"It's great. I have the most wonderful roommate, Lux Crownguard. She is really sweet and—"

"Wait, Crownguard? Does she have a older brother named Garen?" Talon asked, a tiny chuckle escaping him.

"Yeah why?"

"God, Katarina has had the biggest crush on that idiot since high school. I snuck into her room once and found a journal she kept under her bed and she had Mrs. Katarina Crownguard written all over it. It was disgusting."

"Let the girl fall in love with whoever she wants," Quinn joking scolded the Noxian.

"I think we have everything," Quinn said loudly enough for Talon to hear her from the other aisle. She poked around her shopping basket, "Pencils, eraser, sharpener, sketchbook, smock… All I need is a easel."

"I'll get one of the workers here to carry our things to my car. Here are my keys. I'm going to run next door really fast," Talon said before jogging over to the cashier. A young man in a blue apron walked over to Quinn a few moments later, carrying two medium sized easels under each arm.

"Are you Quinn?"

"That's me," the Demacian smiled.

"Your boyfriend asked me to help you to your car after you finished paying," the young boy explained.

"H-He is not my boyfriend. We are just… friends," Quinn blushed. The boy chucked and walked behind Quinn as she made her way to the cash register.

"Good afternoon, miss!" A girl greeted her with a bright smile. "Did you find everything you needed?"

"I did, thank you." Quinn said as she placed her things on the conveyer belt for the girl to scan.

"Are you buying the easels too?"

"Her boyfriend already paid for his. I'm just here to take her back to her car while he ran next door to the automotive shop," the boy behind Quinn laughed. The Demacian could tell that he was pulling her leg now but she nodded to the girl in front of her.

"That will be $59.80, miss." She said as she bagged Quinn's art supplies. Quinn gave the girl the exact amount and waved goodbye before walking out of the Crafts and Hobbies shop.

"That black car is ours," Quinn said dully.

She opened her side door and put her things on her seat and then walked back to open the trunk for the young boy. Quinn grimaced at the sight of Talon's absurdly clean trunk. It had nothing inside other than a tool box. The young boy placed the easels inside the car and lightly closed the trunk.

"You have a wonderful day, miss." He grinned before walking back into the shop.

Quinn looked over to the automotive shop window and she saw Talon at the cash register. It seems like he had already paid and he grabbed his item before walking out. He spotted Quinn and he made his way over to her.

"I got that part you need for your car," he said as he raised the little box up to show her. Quinn's eyes widened when she saw the price sticker of one-hundred dollars on it.

"T-Talon, you didn't need to do that!"

"I know but I did." He said as he threw his belongings in his backseat before sitting behind the wheel. Quinn followed soon after and she handed him back his keys. "I'm going to install it for you as well."

"I'll pay you back as soon as I—

"I don't want your money, Quinn." He stopped her, "But you do owe me one favor. No matter what it is, you can't say no. Deal?"

Don't agree to this, Quinn. Who knows what he has in mind. Probably something lewd. Then again it could be something harmless like doing his assignments for a month… Whatever… Quinn thought for a second. She sighed as she snapped her seatbelt in.

"Fine, deal."

"Thank you for the ride," Quinn thanked the Noxian as she watched him pull out her easel from the trunk. She was surprised to see him throw the heavy thing over his shoulder, "What are you doing?"

"I'm going to take this up to your room what else does it look like I'm doing?" Talon said as he slammed his trunk. He pressed a button attached to his keychain to look his car and set an alarm. "Alright, get going."

Quinn sighed but walked in the direction of the dorm buildings. There were only a few people scattered throughout the sidewalk, some silently on their phones and others making their way to their own car. She looked down at her smartphone and saw that it was passed four, an hour later than when she thought she would be back from town. This is the time where people were finished with classes and would be headed home.

The two walked into Quinn's dorm building in silence. The lobby was empty other than the man refilling the vending machines with snacks and sodas. Quinn rolled her eyes, Lux would be happy to see that considering she had already consumed more than half of her candy.

There was no elevator in the building so Talon and Quinn had to take the stairs. It was only five floors they needed to climb. Talon followed behind Quinn as she bounded up the stairs, stopped every so often to look down at the Noxian. She was surprised to see that he wasn't even breaking a sweat.

"Well, we made it to my floor. My room is around the corner, so I can take my easel from he—"

"Just keep walking," Talon grunted.

The Demacian sighed as she pulled her keys from her pocket when they came closer to her door. She unlocked the door and opened it. She stepped inside along with Talon. He glanced around the room, his eyes stopping at the all anime girls. The Noxian looked back at Quinn with a confused face.

"That is Lux's side of the room," she said. "You can just put that down over here."

"Alright," Talon shrugged and placed the easel against Quinn's wall.

He froze when he heard a large tearing sound. Talon glanced down at saw his flannel sleeve caught in between the easel's legs and off his shirt. He yanked the cloth out from between the wood and sighed.

"Damnit."

"Uh," Quinn mumbled, "I could sew that back on for you, if you'd like?"

"Yeah, sure… thanks." Talon grumbled as he handed the girl his sleeve. Quinn watched him unbutton his purple flannel, seeing the tight black tank top underneath. She blushed, the shirt left nothing to the imagination.

Quinn tore her eyes from him when looked around her room for her sewing kit, which was sitting on top of her dresser. She took in a deep breath when she finally found it. The Demacian sat on the edge of her bed and Talon hesitated before he sat alongside her. He handed her the rest of his shirt.

"This shouldn't take long," the young Demacian said while she threaded a needle. She missed the hole a few times, making her sigh in frustration, "Or it will…"

Talon, bored with watching Quinn miss and then groan repeatedly, looked to the wall behind him. He gazed at all the movie posters and Quinn's photos when he spotted a faded picture of her when she was younger. She was standing beside a boy that looked similar to her and they were both excitedly pointing to a lion behind them.

"Who is that?" He asked, pointed to the photo. Quinn turned from her task to look behind her. She quickly whirled back around when she saw the picture.

"That's my twin brother, Caleb," she replied sullenly. "He died not too long ago."

"Do you mind if I asked what happened to him?"

"We were both driving late one night. He told me he could beat the light before it turned red. We were going so fast, he didn't see another car coming straight for us… I don't remember anything after that besides the ambulance lights and the sound of my mother's screams."

"My apologies," the Noxian said lowly. He watched Quinn take in a deep breath and finally get the thread through the needle. He chuckled, "That took you long enough."

"You think you could do it faster than me?" The Demacian challenged as she handed the needle to Talon but accidentally pricking him in the thumb. "Ah, sorry! We have band-aids somewhere around here!"

"By the time you find them I'm going to bleed out," Talon smirked before putting the tip of his thumb in his mouth. He watched the girl open each drawer looking for the bandages, which too were on the top of her dresser.

"Found them. Although, these are Lux's bunny bandages..."

"Time," Talon said while he looked at his watch, "Twenty seconds."

"Just give me your hand," the younger girl growled. Talon chuckled and let her grasp his hand. She examined the cut, seeing it did stop bleeding but covering it would let it heal faster. She unwrapped a bandage and folded it around his thumb. She patted the top of his hand, "There."

"Thanks," Talon glared at the pink bunnies on his thumb but gave the girl quick grin. He looked down at Quinn's hand on top of his. Just then they heard the doorknob turn and in walked Lux. She froze in her tracks when she saw the Noxian sitting on her friend's bed and their hands touching. The blonde grinned mischievously.

"If you wanted some privacy, Quinn, you should have shot me a text."

"It's not like that!"

"I have to get going," Talon said. He got up from the bed and rushed for the door. The Noxian gave a single, wary glance to the two girls, "I'll see you around."

Lux's blue eyes slowly moved from the door to her friend, who had her face in her hands. She could tell that Quinn was trying to hide her red face. She sat beside Quinn, wrapping one arm around her shoulders. The blonde then noticed the torn violet flannel in Quinn's hands.

"What happened here?" Lux asked, pulling the ripped sleeve from her hand.

"Oh, he left his shirt," Quinn gasped.

"Well, that gives him another reason to come back and see you." Lux giggled, handing her back Talon's sleeve. "What was he doing in here, anyway? Don't worry, I won't tell Garen that we had a boy in the room."

"So much happened. Let me start from the beginning..."

Notes: You know how some writers give their characters a bit of their personality? Well, I gave Talon my interest in K-Pop (or Ionian Pop) and yes, he does want to make Assassin's Creed. Only, I'm sure his will be better. Also, if you are wonder why is taking an art class, its required since Game and Interactive Media Design is a more specific type of art.

Also, don't worry if that little appearance of Jhinx (I read that ship name from a review on another story of mine and I thought I was cute) was short, we will see them again. By the way, I didn't describe Jhin on purpose. We don't know what he looks like in cannon League, so I left him open to your own imagination.

I hope you all enjoyed this longer chapter!

See you next chapter!