Roxanne would have been lying if she said she didn't find Megamind charming, funny, and maybe even…cute. Of course, not exactly in the most obvious ways. He was an alien after all, and it would raise questions just for hanging out with him. Just one of the many negatives of high school. That, and Wayne Scott. Every once in a while he would turn up and push her buttons.
He leaned against the locker beside hers, reeking of cologne. "Morning, Roxie," he said in his usual, cocky voice.
"It's one o'clock, Wayne," she replied, clearly annoyed.
He went on talking as she rummaged through her locker.
"So are you going to the Sadie Hawkins?"
"Maybe. What's it to you?"
"Well, aren't you going to ask me?"
Roxanne raised an eyebrow at him. "What makes you think I'm asking you?"
"That's what Holly said," he told her.
"Holly? Since when do you talk to her?"
"Tony told me. They're going to the dance together."
"Well, Holly's such a gossip, even you know that. I'm not asking you, I don't like you, and I never will, so please leave me alone."
She slammed her locker shut and stormed away from him, around the corner, and only saw a blue blur before she hit the tile floor.
"Oh, my gosh! Roxanne! Roxanne, I'm so sorry! Are you alright?"
Megamind was in another panic, rambling and flailing like – well, himself. Roxanne was pretty much used to this behavior by now.
"Megamind?"
The alien froze, then came to his senses. "Oh!" He ran to take both her hands in his and lifted her up off the floor. "I'm really, really sorry, Roxanne," he said again.
"It's fine," she insisted, brushing herself off.
Megamind wasted no time picking up her books and handing them back to her. "Are you sure? Are you sure you're okay?"
She giggled at him and brushed a few stray hairs out of her eyes. "Don't even worry about it."
He sighed. "Okay. Okay, can I at least carry your books?" he asked, regretting even handing them back to her.
She smiled at him. "Sure."
He took her books from her and the odd pair walked to their next class together.