Sorry that I didn't post last night, another family emergence, things just aren't going well for my mother's side of the family currently, I hope you can all understand. Now, for the rest of the weekend I plan on posting 3 fics, and if I don't you all have the right to hate me; but then for the rest of the countdown it will go back to the normal one-a-day, okay? So, on with the fic, enjoy.

Title: What's Once was Right, is Wrong

Rating: Higher T

Words: ~1900

Type of AU/Prompt: High School Lab Partners

Characters: Roy/Jade, mentions of Paula and Spitfire

Summary: His train of thought his completely knocked off its tracks when she turns her head ever so slightly and their eyes lock. He stutters mid-step and swallows. Hard. She just smirks at him and turns her attention back to the front of the room. It's definitely going to be an interesting year.

When he walks into his chem class for the first time, he was most certainly not expecting her to be sitting in one of the desk's. She's a senior and it's a junior level class. And he knows that she's not stupid, so. Why? Is it because she doesn't try, is it because she didn't take a since last year. Maybe-

His train of thought his completely knocked off its tracks when she turns her head ever so slightly and their eyes lock. He stutters mid-step and swallows. Hard. She just smirks at him and turns her attention back to the front of the room.

It's definitely going to be an interesting year.

He doesn't think it can get much worse, oh, but it does. What could be worse than having her in one of his classes? Being forced to sit next to her all year, and then, by default, having to work with her as lab partners for the entire year too. Fun.

He tries his hardest not sneak a look at her out of the corner of his eye, he can't deny the fact that she's beautiful because she is. And he of all people should know... no! He had to stop thinking like that, he wasn't allowed to anymore.

Yeah, this was going to be bad.

He's never encountered something so physical painful and awkward as sitting next to her every day. She doesn't even acknowledge him, and he thinks that it makes it worse. He just wants to clear the air, he thinks she could at least give him that.

But she doesn't.

The first time she speaks to him is to ask him to go get the balance beam the third week of school. Progress, he thinks, slow and steady wins the race.

But he doesn't give a fuck about the race, he just wants her attention.

The next time she speaks with him is on the lab day before Halloween. He's a little taken back by her sudden outburst; well, it is his fault. He was the one who spilled the water all over the papers because he was too busy staring at her. So yeah, maybe it's her fault.

"You idiot!" she almost yells, luckily everyone else is too busy to notice. She's mad, he can tell, if looks could kill...

"I'm sorry," he tries.

It doesn't work. She turns her attention from him to her soaked paper. "Great, I'm going to have to do this lab over again. I hope you're happy."

"I'm not, but mine's not that bad, you can copy off it." he picks his up, it's only soaked in one of the corners, and hands it to her.

She takes it tentatively, as if he might rip it out of her hands and start laughing. When she realizes he's not going to, she takes it with her to go get a new lab sheet from their teacher while he cleans up the mess. They continue with the lab, they don't say much to each other, they actually avoided most forms of communication.

But at the end of the day, she surprised him.

"Thanks," his head snapped up to find her standing in front of him with books in hand. "For letting me borrow you answers, I can't really afford to get behind this year."

"Uh, yeah, it was our answers anyways and you are-" what was she? "My lab partner and all, it's no big."

"Well- er- I just wanted- actually, see you around, Red." and with that, she walked away. He noticed how there was a little more bounce in her step as her untamable black hair swayed behind her.

Things are getting better between them, it's not as awkward as they work together. They're actually talking to each other, it's strictly business but it's something. He thinks he might finally get his break when the teacher assigns them an out of school projects to do with their lab partners. He sneaks a glance over to her and her face is indifferent as always but he thinks that he can detect the slightest smirk playing at the corners of her lips.

They meet at their lab station as she starts planning right off the bat. "Okay, my house is a no no for this assignment, so it's either the library or your place."

"Why can't we do it at your place?" he asks.

"My sister is currently in some big fight with her boyfriend and she's constantly moping around the house, and I frankly don't want anyone there." she explains quickly. "So. Your place or the library?"

"Your reason is because your sister and her boyfriend are fighting?"

She groans and rolls her eyes, "Yes, okay, and he's a redhead too, maybe you know him." she snaps. "Now, answer my question."

He'd never thought that he would see her in his room like this. You know, fully clothed and in the daylight. It's strange to be completely honest, he doesn't know how he feels about it, especially when she pulls out her notes not her top off.

He's sitting in his desk chair and she's sitting cross legged on his bed, humming along to some song he doesn't recognize. And it's just so normal, he can't deal with it.
"Jade."

Her head snaps up and she looks like a deer caught in headlights, but quickly she regains her composure, "What, Red?"

He stands up and walks over to her, "No, don't do that with me, Jade, don't."

She crosses her arms over her chest, "I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Oh really?" he asks, "I highly doubt that, you can't just forget about summer, Jade, because I sure as hell can't."

"What do you want me to say, Red?" she asks. "Do you want me to tell you that I miss our little secret meetings?" She stands so he's not towering over her too much.

He just narrows his eyes at her, waiting for her real answer.

She throws her hands up in the air and walks away from him, "Fine! I do! You happy now? I miss our summer fucking." She turns back to him, he's looking at her too.

But he says nothing.

"Oh so now you want to be quiet?" she asks, he can't tell if she's going to beat him or break down in tears. "I miss you! Okay, I said it! I miss talking to you and being with you and- and, I don't want to miss you, I actually just want to hate you but I can't- I just can't."

He's standing in front of her in a blink of an eye, cupping her cheeks in his calloused hands, placing his lips over hers. It moments, waves of nostalgia wash over him, it's just like how it was that summer:

Nails raking over the naked skin of his back; her breath, hot in his ear; the sounds that would come from her when he whispered sweet nothing in her ear, promises of a future, being something more; how they fit together so perfectly, as if they were meant for each other; all those feelings just came crashing down on them.

When he awoke a few hours later, another wave of nostalgia washed over him: the sight of the right side of his bed being empty. He would give anything never to feel that pain again.

When they return to school for the second semester, she requests a new lab partner, claiming that they aren't a good match. She's pretending that what happened never did, he knows her game. He knows she lied to the teacher, because why would she want to be stuck with the class nerd and give him the hot cheerleader? Was this her message to him to get over her? By forcing him to interact with an attractive girl that isn't her?

He decides to play her game, but it doesn't mean he's going to play by her rules.

She comes to class at the last possible second, and leaves as soon as the bell rings. She avoids him like the plague, but his hope isn't lost. He's caught her looking at him, as much as she tries to pass it as her looking out the window, because he knows her.

He doesn't talk to her again until spring break. He didn't plan it, they just ran into each other at the bookstore. Literally.

"I'm sorry." he says, "You're the last person I want to knock down."

She just raises an eyebrow at him.

He can't help but chuckle, "You know what I mean."

"Oh, do I?" she says seductively, and then they're both laughing.

She realizes that maybe it's not a bad thing, being with a man beside the whole sex thing, Red could make it worth her while.

"Hey, do you want to go get a coffee?" he asks, gesturing towards the in-house coffee shop.

She smiles at him, her guard is down he can tell. "Sure."

They sit down by a window, things are kind of awkward at first. They talk about chemistry for a bit but then he asks her the big question: why did she do what she did?

She tells him how it was for the best, she was going to be and senior and he a junior and it just worked out for the better if they weren't together, how she wasn't the relationship type, how she didn't think that he would have gotten so attached.

What she didn't tell him was how hard it was for her to leave every night, especially the last. She doesn't tell him how she didn't think she would get attached, but she did and she wishes that she could take everything back and start all over again.

But she can't.

"Here, let's make a deal." he says. "How about this summer we try things again, you know, minus the whole casual sex thing."

"So you don't want sex?" she asks.

He smirks. "I never said that."

The day of her graduation is one of the best of her life. She made it, she, of all people, made it. She couldn't be less ecstatic.

When she waiting to walk across the stage, she finds her mother, sitting in her wheelchair, crying her eyes out. Next to her mother is her sister and her loud-mouth, track star boyfriend. She was happy when they made up, they were the only healthy relationship she was ever exposed to. The next person she finds is a shock, even to her, she doesn't expect to see him, looking so incredibly delicious in a suit.

When she walks across the stage and gets her diploma, she feels like she's at the top of the world. Nothing could come crashing down on her high now.

After she gets a hug from her mother and sister and a congrats from Mr. Loud Mouth, she starts to wander through the crowd, wondering if he stayed past the main event.

Suddenly, there's a hand wrapped around her arm and she's being pulled into a corner. She pressed up against a wall and a mouth is on her neck, she purrs in response, she knows who this is, even without the red hair.

"Red," she breathes.

"It's official the summer," he says, "Do you want to go get dinner?"

She kisses him in response, he takes it as a yes.

Cause I'm bleeding out
So if the last thing that I do
Is bring you down
I'll bleed out for you
So I bare my skin
And I count my sins
And I close my eyes and I take it in
I'm bleeding out
I'm bleeding out for you
For you

Thanks for reading, and I promise to have this craziness sorted out as quickly as possible!

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And note: I do not own Young Justice nor Bleeding Out by Imagine Dragons.