Hey! Well, I didn't, umm, introduce myself last chapter, did I? Well, umm, Angelsbabyinsanity here, though most just call me Babydoll. Well, I'm new to the fandom of Merlin(and Merthur) Umm, Speaking of which, I think I might do this a slash fic, umm, but then again... Prob'bly not. Well, I hope you enjoy and I know this chapter is short, but, well, I, umm, didn't really know how to make it longer without, well, brooding over it for a few weeks, and, well... I already have four follows and, umm, didn't wanna dirve them away by lack of updates.
Merlin snapped awake, not really surprised he had fallen asleep. He couldn't help it, he already knew what was being taught! The young man sighed when his teacher explained they had a ten-page essay due on Monday.
Merlin, deciding on visiting his uncle Gaius, went on his way to the nurse's office. He spotted a crowd and made his way over, curious about what was going on. Apparently one of the student's had died his hair an unnatural color and was in trouble with the student council. 'But that wasn't on the pamphlet... Merlin thought to himself. 'Must be in the handbook'
"I'm sorry, but blue hair is against the school rules," a blonde said, obviously not very sorry at all.
"C'mon, Arthur, leave the poor freshman be. His older brother did it as a prank," another person sighed, exasperated. This one was a girl with black hair.
"So? He should've bought a different color and re-dyed it." Merlin rolled his eyes. This Arthur was obviously stuck-up. He briefly recalled something on the pamphlet about Arthur being the student council president and son of the head-master. The girl was probably Morgana.
"He already told us he didn't have the money," Morgana huffed.
"He is to help the cooks and janitor for a week," Arthur said, rolling his eyes in Morgana's direction.
"Excuse me, but would the royal prat mind me cutting in?" Merlin asked, stepping forward. Morgana giggled at the nickname and Arthur glared.
"Royal Prat?"
"Yes, royal prat. I, personally, agree with her," he nodded towards the girl he assumed was Morgana.
"And what gives you the right to tell me what to do?"
"Nothing at all," Merlin replied with a nod of his head, all the while thinking 'except for the fact that I could take you down without even trying. "Forgive me, Your Royal Pratness." Merlin almost thought he saw flames whipping off Arthur, and Morgana was rolling on the floor laughing.
"You..." Arthur struggled for a response.
"Me? Oh, I'm just going on my way," Merlin chuckled, turning and walking off, feeling Arthur's glare on his back. Great, he just wasted five of his ten-minute break between classes. He hurried down the hall, clutching his books close.
I really do apologize for short chapter. Also, reply to all reviews will happen here. I, umm, only have one(cry cry cry) so, umm, yeah...
bubzchoc: Thanks! Umm, here's more.
