My Chemistry Partner - Chapter 28
In which fillers are fillers, and blue meets pink.
Wendy felt the blush crawl up her cheeks, and find it's ways to the top of her ears before she could even bother to try choking it down.
She was doomed.
Her brother, annoyingly enough, was seeming to have the time of his life on the other hand. His face pink as he held in his laughter behind a mound of pasta; which was overflowing out of his mouth in an unsightly disastrous mess. She shot him a quick glare, oh, she would so get him back for this.
What exactly was going on one may ask?
The answer is easy enough as a simple summer reading. Then again, the poor girl never saw this coming when she woke up this morning.
It was a oddly crisp morning for the summer. Birds, as noisy as ever as they chatted away at the crack of dawn. Wendy managed to wake earlier than her usual, going through her normal routine and finishing before her older sibling even so much as moved in his sleep.
What was there to do so early? She has hours to spare, and yet nothing to do. The girl paced in her room, her eyes trying to find anything in the space to entertain her. Nothing. With a bored sigh, the girl flopped onto the carpeted floor. She huffed, and rolled over to her side, then huffed again before rolling over to her other side. A few rinse and repeats of her roll of utter boredom, before the blue haired teen shot up with a loud yell.
"What do people do for fun?" Wendy stood up slowly, strolling across her room to only sit into her desk chair and start up her computer. Her finger tapped onto the white wooden desk, and she hummed along with the start up song that had become so familiar to her.
Her brother, while not the wisest of people, had managed to teach her some valuable life lessons; at least for lazy, leaching, athlete maniacs- which her brother just so happened to be.
One of these lessons was: "Whenever you get stuck on a question for homework or something- if you even remember it existed enough to do it at home- just google the answer. Honestly some saint probably put it on Yahoo answers."
Not one of his proudest teachings, and yet he managed to act like he was handing down the secrets to life itself... honestly, she didn't understand that pride of his.
Yet, it was in times like these, Wendy remembered his absurd 'teachings' and put them to pragmatical use.
Perhaps Yahoo would have an answer to the question that hung in the air of her room.
What seemed like minutes later, with strange pop ups and click baits doing their role in annoying her, Wendy quite literally jumped away from her computer with a frustrate groan.
"Why would I want to break things on video with people?! Who would find-" Her voice cut short as she remembered her own sibling and his friends. "Okay... but who would find slapping random stranger's butts and running away enjoyable?"
The blue haired girl put her head into her hands and felt ready to scream. She should really get a hobby.
It was then her bedroom door opened, revealing non other than the 'master of fun' as he called himself. The so called 'master' looked like complete shit. He probably didn't sleep until the sun rose- for who knows why- causing the bags under his eyes to make his normally dark green eyes look like they had lived a hundred years or more. His hair was unkempt from his cat no doubt. Wendy thought it was strange how the blue cat slept like a bird in his hair at night- but that was another story.
He yawned lazily as he scratched his stomach.
"Wuh are yoou dowing?"
The younger sibling felt herself sigh at the sight of her brother. This boy was a junior in high-school. In less than two years he'd be considered an adult? Impossible. Simply... impossible.
"I was using Yahoo Answers to-" The sentence ended there, as the boy jumped quickly past her, suddenly full of life, to the computer.
"Aw maaan, I love Yahoo Answers. Wendy- I swear- they are the BEST for finding out whatever a pentadecagon is and why the fu- ah fluorine it matters to me." He turned his head towards her, his hands grabbing onto the chair in pure childish excitement, "OOooh but let me tell you- my favorite pupil-"
"I'm technically your own 'pupil', and I don't even think-"
"-About the smart ones on this blessed site. You can type of any question or equation and sometimes these little angels... answer them for you- and even explain how to do it."
He was a C average student. For sport purposes.
"That sounds like what you're supposed to learn about in class. You know, when you pay attention and ask questions."
The pink haired teen waved his hand dismissively, "Oh nonononono- that time is all for sleeping-"
The younger Dragneel deadpanned. "They don't get payed enough to deal with you"
"And of course bugging Lucy- bUT my dear favorite sister-"
"Yeah, again, only sister."
"-I'm telling you these people have the best-" He turned around to face the monitor, pausing in his ramble to scan the screen, "What the- who goes around hitting people's butt's and running off for fun?"
Wendy threw her hands up in annoyance, "That's what I'm saying!"
Natsu swirled back around, "Hey if your bored why don't you hang out with Lucy? That's what I do."
The younger girl rose an eyebrow, "You hang out with her everyday- and every-time I invite her over, you just steal her away." The other sibling shrugged, a cheeky smile sprawled onto his once sleep exhausted face. Wendy often questioned how he manged to get so hyper, and so quickly.
"Then invite your cruuuuush," Natsu sung out, his voice teasing as his sister's face grew red.
Wendy choked down her own blush, her hands firmly being planted on her hips.
"Oh shut up- Just because that's what you do all the time doesn't mean I have to."
Her retort seemed to quick the pinkette as he bit his tongue stumbling over a response, to which Wendy only further teased, "Classic deniaaaaaal." in the same sing-songy voice he once used on her. How the table have turned.
Natsu grumbled in the chair, his enthusiastic chirp muddled down for the time being. Wendy felt the satisfaction rise in her chest with pride. It wasn't every day she won one over her competitive brother, but thanks to the certain blonde it was certainly a lot easier.
He did however have a point... she could invite Chelia over. Of course, it would likely end up with her regretting it seeing as her family was the prided Meddlers™ and honestly, she could barely handle a five minute conversation with her crush without feeling like a puddle of heartache mush.
Yet, when noon rolled around, the doorbell went off echoing through the halls, and Wendy innocently went to answer. What she was expecting? Maybe a package for her mom for dad, or a couple of letters from the mailman. Maybe a kid threw a ball into their yard and wanted to get- even one of the neighbors demanding Grandeeney spill the beans on her blueberry pie recipe because 'there was no way that women could make the crust so damn deliciously crunchy and soft at the same time- GRANDEENEY I'M SO GRILLING YOU ABOUT THIS NEXT SCRAPBOOK MEETING'.
The youngest Dragneel was most certainly not expecting the one and only Chelia, who was in a very cute- and totally unfair to Wendy's heart- outfit. The blue haired girl had to stop herself from not slamming to door back into her friend's face at the sight of her. Chelia was sporting a light yellow sun dress that put sunflowers to shame, and she coupled it with tan sandals that strapped around her ankles, and a tan woven tote bag on her wrist. Her hair was pulled back into one official ponytail, and had some baby hairs sprouting away from it, and she wore brightest- what Wendy thought was the absolute heart killing- smile.
Oh not fair.
"Ch- Ch- Chelia! Y-You're here.. I mean- of COURSE you're here- obviously you're standing at the door so of course you'd be here, like as in here here, and not somewhere else here, that doesn't really make sense though-"
Chelia however, politely stopped her friends rambles with a giggle that made the blunette's knees feel weak, "Wendy! You look so pretty, woah I think I'm blushing."
LADY KILLER ALERT
An obvious blush found it's way back up to Wendy's cheeks, but the blunette was too love-struck to bite her cheek this time.
Wendy laughed nervously, "Oh w-wow, that's really nice. Th-Thanks Chelia- you look beautiful- I mean stunning- I mean gorgeous- I mean-" She looked up with an awkward light laugh as Chelia smiled back sweetly,
"Thank you! I was hoping you'd like it," She playfully winked, an action that hit directly at Wendy's heart with a hundred percent fatality rate.
She was so so so doomed. In the most wonderful of ways.
After managing to invite her friend in, Chelia pulled out a book from her back, handing it to Wendy as they sat on the couch in the living room.
"I came over to do the summer reading with you, since you said you normally did it alone... and I kind of wanted a reason to see you over summer."
Wendy wondered if a fire had started in the room, because her heart was most certainty burning. Chelia was so straightforward it made her heart pound until it hurt.
"I would love you-I MEAN TO DO THE READING WITH YOU." Wendy couldn't manage to make eye contact with the pink haired girl, who smiled once more at her- eyes lighting up in joy.
"That's great! I brought the questions, did you already read it or should we do that now?"
A moment passed as Wendy calmed herself enough for a human reply. She smiled at the girl, who was kind enough to suggest reading the book with her, even though she had obviously finished it. Chelia was a complete bookworm when it came to romance novels. Though Romeo and Juliet was more of a classic compared to the one's she normally read- it was no exception to the rule.
"Yeah I read it last week! Though, I liked the film we where shown in class more."
Chelia giggled, "Me too. Leonardo DiCaprio's acting is always a plus though, and Claire Danes was really pretty..." She paused for a moment looking over at Wendy, "but I think you'd be a beautiful Juliet as well."
Wendy flushed at the sincerity in her voice, Chelia was always so nice. Wendy wondered if she always complimented everyone so straightforwardly, and part of her jealously hoped it was only her who got this treatment from the pinkette.
"Th-Thanks... I think you would too." The blunette tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear- a nervous tick- before handing back the book to Chelia, "Shall we get started?"
A playful smirk fell onto her friends face,
"As you wish, my Juliet, for whateverth thou wishes is my command."
So the two continued to work in-between bashful flirting and stuttering, until Grandeeney came home from work- all to happy to see Chelia sitting on the couch in her house with her daughter. Her very much crushing daughter.
Grandeeney insisted Chelia stay for dinner, and the pink haired girl intimidate accepted.
That is how we bring you to the present situation.
The four Dragneel's, and their guest sat around the large table over a meal of homemade chicken alfrado, with a side of broccoli. It smelled delicious, and was parred with the ever so lovely dish of teasing.
After her mom kept asking about her friend, and then proceeded to deeper more embarrassing feelings- which Chelia replied to without so much as blinking- Wendy tried deflecting by asking her brother where Lucy was. A look that wasn't common to him crossed his face before he changed the topic to how Chelia and Wendy met. Igneel quickly took over the question for him, however, when his phone rang and a panic flashed over his face. He let the room quickly, and Wendy assumed the house at the sound of the front door closing. She'd have to question him about that later, but... for now she focused her attention to her father, who was now asking when, where, and how, had Wendy met Chelia.
Said person was no help to Wendy at this point.
"Oh! Well, it was about a year ago, and me and Wendy were in the same class. I think it was history? I don't remember the teacher was super boring- anyways everyone got along really well, but I noticed Wendy wasn't talking to anyone. So I, her seat partner at the time, decide to strike up a conversation, because I mean she looked nice enough, and was actually really pretty..." Chelia blushed for a moment before going back to the story of an event Wendy remembered all to well.
Wendy was usually shy in new classes, not really one for making a lot of friends, when suddenly, like a ray of sunshine this... goddess looking girl sitting next to her taps on her shoulder and BAM. A mix of pink was thrown into her blue life, and ever since she's marveled at how lucky she feels being able to be standing alongside Chelia. She was brave, and proud of herself, and she seemed so... well put-together. Wendy found herself falling in love with everything about her. The small dimple in her left cheek when she laughed too hard, or the cute snort she made. She loved how every time she told a cheesy joke that Chelia would laugh like it was the best thing she heard- and she loved her courage.
She loved how Chelia always stood up to the people who tried stealing Wendy's lunch money by calling their parents, or how she poured her milk over the kid who told her 'being gay was unnatural' and then took the detention with the biggest smirk of pride. The next day she watched in awe as the kid's locker was painted in rainbow stripes, and the GSA club exploded pink, purple, and yellow confetti poppers onto him; standing as if they were in a battle formation, with Chelia as their caption. She took that detention that followed with a smile as well.
She loved how when she was reading a new book she would put her small frame-less reading glasses on and would not look up until she had to rant or explain her theories to Wendy; which she then would push her glasses up to her forehead- because they got too tangled when she pushed them all the way in her hair.
She loved the way she smelled like a fresh flower field, and like breath of fresh air. She felt like something new, and something familiar at the same time. Chelia showed Wendy something completely new about life. She showed her it's potential.
"-And ever since then, we've been best friends. Right Wendy?"
The blue hair girl nodded, "Yup!" Her smile spreading from ear to ear. She would always be in constant awe of this girl, the one who managed to take a blue world, and throw her own pink into it.
I wasn't ready to continue with the drama that is the main plot, so I just imagine for a second what a snip-bit of more Wendy and Chelia would be and I typed this so fast like. You asked, and I deliver. I'll go back and fix this up... maybe. It's 4am... im so tired.
