Headband Friends

Owl: So this is for the no named Guest (unless your name was Guest, which would be awesome) who wanted a moment of Bluestar and Brightheart together, and I happened to be in the mood of angst.

Seeker: I could ask when you aren't in the mood for angst, Owl. (She's the angsty one; fluff for me. I need to branch out.) Anyways, enjoy! More suggestions are always welcome!

Owl: So as usual we regret of inform you that Seeker and I do not in fact own the warriors or anything related to it.

Seeker: Yeah, no; if we did, our OTPs would so be canon. (and in the case of some of them, still alive, for that matter)

Owl: Sadness

Seeker: Yep. Now on with the show!

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Brightheart hated her face. Not in a completely insecure, my nose doesn't fit right way, but she hated the scars that now littered her face blinding, her in one eye and making her look like the menace/villain from a horror movie.

Now she knew she was pretty. Cloudtail always told her that and refused to let her believe anything else, but she only really believed it when she used her ginger bangs to try and cover up the scars, and even that hardly ever worked, because Brightheart had a bad habit of playing with her hair and pushing the bangs behind her ears.

She had her good days and she had the bad ones. The good majorly outweighed the bad, and usually she could walk down the hallway with her head high and with a smile that made her feel light as a feather. The bad were horrible, days when she could barely look in the mirror to put on her makeup, let alone going through her school feeling like everybody was staring at her, and all she wanted to do is run and hide.

Today was one of her bad days. She didn't ever have her makeup on, leaving her face bare. She was avoiding Cloudtail, not wanting to see his sympathetic blue eyes just then. She was looking in the mirror during the break before lunch. She was at her locker getting her lunch when she spotted her reflection in the tiny mirror Cloudtail had gotten her. She ran a small hand over the scars, remembering the fear and pain that came with them, her one good eye filling with tears.

"I don't like mirrors." A shrewd voice came from behind Brightheart, startling her away from her reflection. Jumping back Brightheart placed a hand over her heart. She looked at who scared her, shocked to see the wild and bright blue eyes that belonged to the crazy senior, Bluestar.

"What?" Brightheart asked, voice high and watery. She reached up and dabbed at her eyes.

"Mirrors. Don't like them. There's always someone staring back at you. And she doesn't even blink." Bluestar stated, glaring at the mirror. Brightheart just gave a wet giggle at that.

"Bluestar, that's you." Brightheart told her.

"Nuh-uh. I'm right here, she's in there. She's just trying to steal my identity. She also sucks at staring contests." Bluestar said. She then took the mirror from the locker, and stared into it at her own reflection. Her blue eyes were wide for a few moments before she blinked and dropped the mirror. Thankfully it was a plastic one, and it didn't break, rolling like a penny across the tiles and tipping over. Brightheart picked it up and put it back on the locker door.

"Don't you have to get to lunch?" Brightheart asked, knowing Bluestar always ate lunch with her boyfriend.

"Yep, you should too. I was looking for Oakheart; he has my lunch. He always has my lunch, cause I can't trust just anybody with the food I choose to eat." Bluestar told her. "Hey, Idea! Why don't you join us today? Oakheart is always telling me I need to branch out and make new friends."

"That sounds nice, but I told Cloudtail I would meet up with him." Brightheart told her.

"I'll even give you one of my special apples." Bluestar wheedled , staring at the green eyed girl.

"Special apples?" She asked.

"Special apples." Bluestar repeated, a serious expression on her face, clearly not going to explain what made the apples special.

"Well, who could turn down a deal like that? Sounds like fun and I think I could do with a change today," Brightheart agreed, and was immediately jerked from her locker as Bluestar grabbed her arm and dragged her down the hall.

"You know what you should do? Wear more head bands. They save lives, you know." Bluestar announced as they took a place across from Oakheart at the table. He looked up at them, confused but didn't ask any questions. He just handed Bluestar a brown bag.

"Why would I do that?" Brightheart asked her curiously, opening her lunch.

"Everybody should wear them. Else the government's gonna get in and mess with our thoughts. Even the smallest ones help." Bluestar explained, tapping the side of her head with a yellow apple.

"Really?" Brightheart inquired. Bluestar just nodded at her and took a bite of the apple.

"Whatever she says, the real reason she wears them is that they help keep her hair in place. Without the use of hairspray, which she thinks is filled with tiny pod people." Oakheart whispered across the table at her. Brightheart looked at the other girl's shoulder length blue-black hair and smiled.

"Thanks; maybe I'll try that." Brightheart told the older girl. Bluestar just nodded and smiled at her before handing her one of the apples, and started to talk about how she thought Mousefur was using her class as a torture a class.

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The next day, Brightheart came to school smiling, with a large blue headband with pale green swirls on it in her hair. It lay on top of her head and her bangs hung in front of her eye, stuck in place. She ran up to Cloudtail and placed a gentle kiss on his lips.

"Hey, missed you yesterday." He told her, taking her hand and they started to walk down the hall.

"Me too. Decided to go shopping." She said

"I see that." He smiled, eyes flicking up to the new accessory. "I like the head band; makes your eyes pop. Did you have fun?"

"Thanks, and loads. Got some advice from a new friend." She replied, grinning shyly as the two of them headed toward class together.

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Hey everybody hope you like the new chapter. It was great, so thanks to Guest (still awesome) for the prompt and if anyone else wants to put in a prompt just read and review. Also would like to say congrats to Smokepaw, who has decided to write their own warrior high school fic so go check that out, Rushing Water High School.

Owl: You know what Seeker, I never expected Bluestar and Brightheart to be friends.

Seeker: As we've chosen to write them, perhaps not; but it does seem to work, thanks to your lovely writing. Thanks very much to Guest for giving her the idea! Do review again! And don't the rest of you be shy either.