Hope you like the chapter Im in a bit of a rush because I don't want to miss my bus, bye guys!
Chapter Two-ish!
The class went as I expected. I had learned all of this years ago. What I was excited about was hero training. I had been tipped by a little birdy that we were going to be doing sparing new person against the winner, sports festival style.
I have to admit I was a little nervous going up against Todoroki considering his power is similar to mine, his ice isn't as cold or fast, but he definitely makes up for it with his freakin fire.
I do feel a little bad for him though, the only reason he's here is because of a quirk marriage, and ya know, the fact that he hasn't died yet. Little depressing if you ask me.
His dad's a jerk too. From what I've seen throughout the day he's not like his father so that's good. I sigh and poke Bakugou's back. He tenses and I see his hand tighten around his pencil. I smile poking him once again. He lets out a low growl and I sit back in my seat like none of it happened when Mr. Aizawa turns around. I send him an innocent smile and he turns back to the lesson.
I laugh under my breath and he growls once again. I reach over poking him activating my quirk slightly so it sends a chill down his spine. He takes a sharp intake of breath and I glance around the room seeing Broccoli boy and spiky hair staring and me weirdly. I look back with a confused look on my face and spiky makes the hand motions to meet with him after class. I nod and go back to having my fun with the blonde.
After class, I look around the hall looking for spiky hair. Upon seeing his spiky red hair I run up to him silently and tackle his back. He grunts and takes a few steps forward. "Hello Spiky hair!" I giggle and get off his back. He smiles and rubs the back of his neck nervously. I send him a questioning glance and he shakes his head.
"I'll tell you on the roof okay?" He says and starts walking towards the stairs that most likely go up to the roof. I nod following after him. What is he so nervous about? He wasn't like this in the classroom...my thoughts blare through anything and my heart rate is getting increasingly faster. Is he okay? Is he bringing me up here to tell me that he hates me? That I should stay away from him?
At this point, I'm getting to the point where I'm on the verge of an anxiety attack. Finally reaching the door to the roof I rush ahead of Spiky Hair and take a deep breath of fresh air and lean over the edge looking down at the now small looking people.
I hum and Spiky Hair joins me on the ledge, "You shouldn't get so close to the edge Spiky Hair, I have something to fall back on, do you?" I say with a sly smirk on my face. It didn't matter if he had anything to fall on of course, if he did fall then I'd be there to save him.
He was unaware of this and took it as a chance to show off. "Well yes actually, I do have something to fall back on thank you very much." I hun and his hand flies to his chest in mock offensiveness. "You don't believe me!? How dare you?" He holds out the a in dare and I burst out laughing.
"Sorry your highness, I didn't mean to offend you," I say through my laughing and he grins at me.
"So, why did you call me up here?" I say quietly as I dig through my bag, no longer looking for him. I glance back up at him and he looks really nervous, "Hey, you okay?"
"Y-Yeah, I just-no one," He pauses getting his thoughts together and I let him, as I pull out a cigarette he sends me a slightly disgusted look and I shrug lighting it and take a long drag blowing the smoke in the opposite direction oh him. I'm a bitch but not that big of one, and definitely not to someone as nice as him.
As I take another drag he continues, "What did you do to make him let you touch him?" He askes and I freeze. I know that he has some anger issues, but does he let no one touch him? I hum and watch the smoke drift off.
"Just lucky I guess, its not all that strange to be touched you know." He sighs and runs his hands through his hair. I could feel guilt bubbling up in my chest and I frown at the feeling. It's not something im used too, or ever want to feel again. The last time I felt this, I was 11 years old and I had just frozen half of the training ground from a nightmare. My frown deepens and I lean my head on his shoulder. "Look man, I can't answer a question that I myself dont know the answer to, when I find it out, I'll tell you okay?" When he nods I let out a shit-eating grin and he smiles back.
"So, you said your quirk was Sub-Zero, how does that work?" He said and I send a warning glance at him. He puts his hands up in surrender. I shake my head and hold my hand up sending little flurries out of my palm. His face is one of awe and I smile turning my head away and taking another drag of the half-gone cigarette.
"Well it's ice, so basically it's like that Todoroki's kids quirk, My ice can just get colder and my body can get colder without freezing. So it's more weakish than Todoroki's. Oh! And I can make snow if I'm concentrated enough." I say stopping the flurries for a few seconds to take another drag and put it out, putting the used cig into a little ziplock I keep around so I can eventually throw away all the buds.
"How cold can your ice get before your body freezes along with it? Or do you not know, I understand if you dont, I mean I wouldn't want to find out my limit by freezing myself." He blabbers on and I laugh shaking my head once again.
"My average body temperature is about 50 degrees Fahrenheit. My ice can get in the negatives," I pause thinking of whether or not I shoulder to tell him more, he seems like a friendly enough guy, someone who knew everyone's secrets but told no one else about them unless it was needed. "I tested how cold I can get, yes it did freeze my body but it took about ten minutes before it really started to affect my body, it was around -120 degrees." He's gaping at me now. I dont...did I overstep the boundaries? I know im not good at talking with people considering I spent over half of my life talking to basically no one.
"Wow…" He murmurs and I know that I didn't overstep...I think.
"Wanna see something?!" He nods enthusiastically and I take off my shoe bringing my socked foot to the ground making ice spread over the entire roof and hop off the ledge holding onto it and grin up at Spiky hair.
I should probably learn his name soon...Eh, it doesn't matter I guess!
I put my shoe back on and slide over to the middle of the room motioning for him to follow. He steps off the ledge cautiously and glides over to me. I clap my hands and laugh gliding away from him slightly and pointing my hand at the ground making snow appear and form a snowball and throwing it at Spiky hair full force.
He's taken aback and falls on his bottom making me burst out laughing once again and he sends a playful glare at me, steadying himself on his feet before chucking a snowball at me which I dodge.
By the end of our little snowball fight, we're both soaked. I choke back a laugh as we head down the hallway towards class. We had just missed the study period, so we shouldn't get in trouble. When we enter the room Mr. Aizawa halts his conversation with everyone and Spiky hair and I send him a sheepish grin.
It was amusing watching all of the emotions running through his eyes. Where were you both? Why are you soaked? I'm telling your guardians. Why am I even a teacher? Fuck, I should give them detention now, but they could just sneak out when I fall asleep. I bite my lip and walk to my seat silently, Spiky hair decided to do the same and Mr. Aizawa sighs continuing on with the conversation.
I zoned out for most of it. Tapping my hands against the desk in a steady beat. Blondie whips his head around and glares at me. "Some of us are actually trying to pay attention." There was a hidden message in that statement, but I was much too lazy at the moment to look for it, I just grinned back at his glare and continued her tapping. He turned around in a huff and tightened his grip on his pencil, close to snapping it in half. Why was he so annoyed? I hadn't even done anything. I snort and he tenses slightly before taking a deep breath and relaxing again.
I smirk and let out a cold breath, my quirk lacing through it causing his pencil to freeze, and him to freeze along with it, not from my ice though, more like from his mental state. This dude was seriously worrying me about how angry he got. I mean jeez, I get that steroids make you angry and shit but this is a little much. And no one can tell me that this guy isn't on steroids, I mean look at that arm, that arm is the size of my freaking waist! (****THIS IS NOT BASHING ANYTHING, PLEASE DONT GET ANGRY WITH ME!***)
I giggle at the unexpected thought and Mr. Aizawa turns towards me pulling my attention towards the board, "The answer?" He asked, and I knew that he hadn't asked any times before that, making me smirk confidently.
"y=723k+1" He nods and continues the lesson. I feel my phone vibrate and I look down at it, hiding it behind my arm.
Unknown: I dont suggest doing that to Kacchan, he'll get angry and lash out at you.
Me: Um...who is this exactly?
Unknown: Oh haha, sorry D: it's me Izuku!
Me: Oh! Cool, sorry about that lol, and dont worry, I can handle him, I've had more than enough training to beat blondie. You are talking about blondie right? What's his deal anyway man?
Broccoli boi: He's been like that since we were kids, and yes, I'm talking about "Blondie" His name is Katsuki Bakugou. He has a really powerful quirk so please dont do anything to annoy him anymore.
I giggle at the name I chose to save him as on my phone, how did he even get my number? Even Uraraka just got it yesterday. Had she already shared it?
Jeez, dude, I can already tell this is gonna be a rollercoaster of a year. I think smirking to myself and turn towards the board, actually paying attention this time.