Hexagon

by Azrakatz

When Cinderheart transferred to the prestigious Hexagon Academy, she expected- not this. Behind the appearance of an elistist school is violence, betrayal, and a corpse around every corner, dictated by the underground fight ring called the Dark Forest. With a target on her back and all those she cares about, she and the rest of Thunder realize that nothing is ever as it seems. HSAU

14. Its a WHAT?

Hexagon

Chapter 14: It's a WHAT?!

Welcome back, everyone! There are a few things to address:

Okay. So it has come to my attention that I've been...erm...neglecting the other ships. I'm really sorry. Again, I am a HUGE fan of LionxCinder, and when I planned out this story, that was more of the main focus.

Since a lot of people want to see certain pairings, if anyone has any cute fluffy ideas revolving around other ships, mainly FallenxHolly and JayxBriar/Half, I would love to hear them. Oh, who am I kidding? I have no idea how to get them together without it being too plain, or cliche, or without copying someone else. Help me out here, people!

A thank you to all the lovely people who reviewed!

-Snowcrystal of ThunderClan

-GrapefruitSlayer (guest)

-Guest

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-Tigercry (thank you so much for the long review, btw!)

-Jayfeather's Friend

-Stormbreeze (guest)

-Hazelstar of LightningClan

Alrighty then! On with the fic!

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Hollyleaf's POV:

I only heard Cinderheart cry out an enthusiastic "Yes!", before the television screens that hung around every other corner sprang to life. They were nice TVs too, in high-definition and curved to create a more 3-dimensional effect. I saw Bluestar's face, as clean and fresh as the morning sky, skin soft and dewy, dark blue hair gleaming, appear on the plasma screens.

"Good afternoon Hexagon Academy, I hope you had an enjoyable morning.", she said coolly, tucking a silky strand of hair behind one ear, making sure not to upset her pearl earrings. "A slight change to our school year schedule has been made. Although the first semester does not end until next week, we have decided to pass out your new schedules for the second semester early. Please report to your homerooms to receive them from your teacher. That is all. Have an amazing day, warriors!"

I shrugged my book bag over my shoulder, and headed off to Brackenfur's homeroom. Hey, it's important to study! I arrived some ten minutes later, and saw my auburn haired teacher looking overwhelmed as students clamored for their schedules. Brackenfur is easily of my favorite teachers. He's so kind, relaxed, and supportive, it's impossible not to like him. I have him for math, and he's always there should I need help. I waited until the crowd of boys had left, thumping each other on the back, and whooping as they discovered that they shared classes.

Brackenfur sat down, rubbing at his temples as if only now beginning to recover from the ruckus, and handed me my schedule with a smile. "Thank you for waiting, Hollyleaf." I smiled back. "No problem."

Name: Hollyleaf

Sex: Female

Age: 16

Semester: 2

Period: Course Title: Teacher: Room:

0: Homeroom Brackenfur 304

1: Eng/Lang. Arts 10 Ferncloud 206

2: Clan History 10 Mousefur 205

3: Drama Feathertail PA

4: Phys. Ed Tri. 2 Ashfur Gym

5: Physical Sci. B Spiderleg 301

6: Math 2 Brackenfur 304

I had just smoothed out my schedule and was about to place it into my binder when someone came up behind me and placed their hand on my shoulder. I steeled myself, mentally preparing myself to give another one of those Shadow creeps a verbal smackdown along with a lecture on how to treat a woman, turned, and saw… "Fallen Leaves?"

The auburn haired boy stood behind me, hand on one shoulder and chin resting comfortably on the other as he scanned my schedule. "Hey Holly.", he mumbled without looking up. "Language Arts, Ferncloud, blah blah blah…. Oh hey, look! We have Drama together!"

I smiled weakly, my legs feeling like they had turned to jelly. He was way too close. My cheeks blazed as he draped one arm over me. I playfully pushed his arm off. "I'm glad you're so comfortable.", I teased. He shrugged. "Well, that's just how you make me feel." And just like that, my cheeks flared again. How the heck could he just say things like that so casually?! "Ummm Holly?", he said, placing one hand on my forehead. "You're looking really flushed, and you feel feverish. Are you okay? Do you need the hospital wing?"

The look of concern on his face made my heart just about melt. Damn him for being so cute! I removed his arm (which had somehow made its way onto my shoulder again) "Nah. I'm good." He shot me a just-so-you-know-I-don't-believe-you-but-I'm-not-gonna-push-the-matter kind of look, and I nodded appreciatively.

In the past couple weeks, we had grown tight. Although he's probably too dense to feel the same way I do, I still can't help but feel my mood lift when I'm with him. Besides. I have to admit it's nice having someone other than my matchmaking friends to talk to. Their habit of playing cupid definitely rubbed off on me. At least, that's what my brother always says in response to my attempts to get him a new girlfriend.

I smirked as I watched the silver ponytail and reddish blonde spikes disappearing in the crowd of students at the other end of the corridor, and Heathertail, looking infuriated, stomping off with her friends meekly following. Sweet victory.

The warning bell chimed, and I quickly shoved my binder into my bag. I have Clan History with Mousefur next, and she's infamous for being very….no nonsense. Not even Foxleap likes to mess with her. As Fallen Leaves packed up his bag, he asked hurriedly, "Who do you have next?" I wrinkled my nose. "Mousefur." He gave me a sympathetic prod. "Oh, I had her last period. We have a test coming up." He shuffled his feet, looking down at the floor almost bashfully. "Could you maybe help me study?" I felt a warm tingle in my cheeks. Crap. Here comes the blush. "Y-yeah. Of course!", I said happily. He grinned, taking off down the hallway. "It's a date!" It's a WHAT?! Pulling up my collar to hide my red face, I hurried to history, trying to hide just how happy I felt.

Half Moon's POV:

I shifted uncomfortably as I sat on the cold metal chair. Nervously, I tucked my white-blond hair over my shoulder, making sure not to knock a single strand out of place, and tugged at the hem of my baby blue tennis skirt. I was dressed in a white tank top with a pale blue scarf, my skirt, and a pair of flats. I tapped my nails against the metal, and then immediately stopped. I had just gotten them manicured, neatly trimmed at the top, then coated with a glossy coat of midnight blue and studded with tiny rhinestones that sparkled like the stars in the heavens above.

I knew I looked good in this outfit (the looks from the boys were a pretty good indicator) but unfortunately, the person I was really trying to impress was BLIND. Yes. Blind.

I stared at the back of the raven haired head, wondering. Out of all the people to be crushing on, it had to be the silent loner who disliked human contact if it wasn't his siblings. I knew Jayfeather could tell I was looking at him, it was just one of the talents he had picked up, being well, blind, but he didn't turn around or acknowledge me in any way. With a sigh, he raised his flute to his lips, and it occurred to me that it might be a good idea to do the same.

Graystripe raised his conductor's baton, and the music started. I'm actually pretty good at the flute, the sweet, breathy notes had always been enchanting to my ears. And then it happened. Measure 34. The part where only the flutes play.

The result was pathetic, to say the least. Without the support of the other instruments, the few people who had been confident enough to play loudly, not including me, faltered, and the music slowly dwindled until.. "Cut! Okay..this isn't gonna work.", Graystripe sighed, running a hand through his dark hair. "Sagewhisker, Whitetail, move back. Jayfeather, take first chair."

Jayfeather rose, before slouching unenthusiastically into the seat in the front. "Jayfeather.", the teacher scolded playfully. "Being first chair is an honor. Not everyone gets that title." Jayfeather shrugged. "Mneh." Graystripe surveyed the rest of us. "Half Moon.", he called out. "Be his stand partner."

Eeep!

My movements were almost stiff as I sat down in the chair next to him. I quietly placed my music up on the stand and raised my flute. Jayfeather didn't have a use for music. Being blind, it wasn't like he could read it anyway. He could tell what notes it were and then played from memory.

Graystripe raised his baton once again, and the music started, even faster and livelier than before. I could feel my breathing begin to quicken as we reached it. The other instruments went from playing at full volume to quiet. Barely audible. The new seating arrangement did the trick, though.

After ten or so measures, the trumpets joined back in, and eventually, so did the rest of the class. I dared look at Jayfeather, who was staring straight ahead. He turned to face me. "You're pretty good.", he remarked. He was smiling.

End Chapter 14

I tried. I hope that was somewhat satisfactory. Anywho! Enough of that! For anyone who noticed, I am revising a bit at the moment (who am I kidding, they're some pretty big changes). I deleted the prologue, so the chapter numbering might be a bit wacky for the moment. Thank you all for reading, and please review!

Azra out!