Alagaesia High School

by Raudhr Blodhgarm

This is not a straight-forward fic. It is not fluff. It is not always ExA! There is some FaolinxA I mean quality , some RxK, and some SxF. No fluff! It gets better later on. No slash, no MxN, and no fluff. Basically, it's an AU HS fic. P.S. NO FLUFF! Just to let you know, thinking about a sequel. Completed and not just a piece of author vomit!

14. Chapter 14

Alagaesia High

Chapter 14

Bam! Super-early update! That's what weekends do to you. However, I'll be biking most of today, so, you know, next chappie may be a bit late.

Axel 19: Sorry about getting really aggressive, not really sure what got into me. Well, my friend did thrash a kid that day, so, adrenaline and all that. Thanks for the review! Can't wait for the review counter to load!

Magneseus: Well, actually, there's no slash in my stories, so no ExF, but I assume you mean FxA. So yeah, let's see what goes down! Thanks for the review.

Times-a-tickin: Well, forgive me; I'm a big cliffy guy. But do not fear, the chapter is up already! Thanks for the review.

VoXR: Well, here's the chapter that will answer your questions. Thanks for the review.

Du Hjlodhr Sundavar: Yeah, I would have loved to get Eragon maced, but alas, I have a nice little shenanigan planned. I honestly think this is T, please tell me if you agree, if nothing but for swearing. Yes, OSE (Obsessed Stalker-ish Ex) has been rejected, but now, we shall see what comes to pass.

HERE WE GOOOOOOO…

"Good for you." Eragon said, his eyes gleaming. And he was entirely sincere. He had no guile, no bitterness, only happiness for Arya in his voice. "I can accept that," he continued, "so long as Faolin can accept that we're friends." Arya nodded. As if Faolin didn't already accept Eragon's presence.

"Well," he declared, shaking himself off, "Garrow's up at four every morning, so I'd rather not rouse suspicion by walking in while he's eating breakfast." He rose, and hopped back into Arya's room. He unlatched the window, which was now unlocked, and began his descent down, leaving Arya to ponder.

However, her thoughts were interrupted by a yelp and a dull thud. She ran over to the window, peering down. Eragon lay unconscious on the lawn, a small pool of blood by his head. Arya jumped over the windowsill herself and slid down, grimacing as she scraped her fingers. She seized his head, examining it. He had simply bashed his head on a rock, but she needed to get him home.

She laid him across the back of his bike, mounted it, and started pedaling as hard as she could. However, the strain was great due to the two passengers. She began to pant, her lungs screaming for more oxygen.

Immediately, Arya resorted to the method she always used to prevent herself from passing out of oxygen starvation. She thought about the science of cellular respiration and fermentation, and why her muscles burned so much. When the pain began to crowd out these thoughts, she ran over the Quadratic formulas in her head. –b + or – the square root of b squared x -4ac, all over 2a.

She almost missed the gate to Eragon's ranch when she saw it. She pumped her legs harder, peering in each window.

Suddenly, a massive force knocked her bike sideways. She found herself held down by Saphira, a snarl on her face. She resisted the urge to kick the larger girl off, instead whispering "Eragon fell and hit his head. I need you to tell me which room is Roran's." Saphira simply nodded, the snarl melting off her face. She seized Arya's forearm, and led her around to a non-distinct window.

Nodding once, she trotted back to her tent, a satisfied look on her face. Arya knocked on the window, praying that Roran wasn't a heavy sleeper. Fortunately, he wasn't. He peered out the window, and jumped back when he saw Arya standing right there.

She pulled Eragon's "Key to all Doors" out of her pocket and, with some difficulty, opened the window. She propped Eragon against the window sill, but he was too heavy for her to carry. Roran grasped his brother's shoulders and dragged him into the house.

"He was at my house, and he fell and hit his head. He'll be fine, just make it seem that he hurt himself here." She murmured breathlessly. Roran nodded, and set his brother/cousin by the doorway. He shooed Arya away. Arya heard Roran holler for Garrow, and footsteps in the house as she trotted away.

Unfortunately short, but a rather good one if I do say so myself. It isn't a gateway chappie, but next chapter should be good. I need ideas on who to pair Eragon with! I'll set up a poll.