Chapter 1

The Last of the Usual Days

Amélie blinked as the sunlight hit her face. She had just exited the gymnasium after an hour of P. E., and hadn't bothered to stop by the locker room. It was her last class for the day, so she would go home and change there, as usual. But first she needed to pick up the things she had left in her locker. She made her way inside once again, and ignored the people overflowing the corridors. They gladly ignored her as well. She had always thought that she looked too cold to make friends, and there probably was a part of truth in that.

She reached her locker and opened it easily. Inside were her books and notebooks from her morning classes, which she quickly placed in her bag. She also considered longly whether she should leave some of those books which she wouldn't need for tomorrow. It really depended whether she was motivated enough to do her homeworks for the days to come, or just for the following day. The answer was usually the same, and she empty her bag once again, leaving behind what she wouldn't need.

Just as she was closing her locker, someone came to stand next to her. She turned around and frowned. Here was Satya, standing tall as usual, with a handful of papers in hand.

"Amélie, this is the list of possible subjects for our presentation."

She gave three pieces of paper to Amélie, keeping another three to herself.

"Now, you wouldn't happen to know where is Sophia? I need to give her the list."

Amélie shrugged, and stuffed carelessly the papers in her bag, making Satya grimace.

"Not really. Have you tried the computing club?"

"Their meeting doesn't start for another half an hour."

"Then she should be there."

On those words, Amélie turned around and walked toward the exit. Satya declared, loud enough to be heard:

"I'll see you tomorrow, we need to start the presentation as soon as possible."

"Yeah, yeah..." Amélie replied in a low voice, too low for Satya to hear.

Satya went on her own, her proud appearance parting the sea of students walking toward the exit. She made sure she still had enough papers for Sombra, and hadn't accidentally given one twice to Amélie. When she was satisfied, she focused once again on her destination, the school basement, where a lot of the geekiest club met twice a week. Not that she would know much about that, as she wasn't part of any club, and kept her geeky interests to herself.

She readjusted her glasses up the bridge of her nose, and walked down the stairs, her heels clacking on the concrete steps. She was glad for the bright light illuminating the hallway, as she passed one door after another, until she found the one where a sign saying Computing Club had been glued on. She knocked and opened the door. Just as Amélie had predicted, Sophia was already here, but not in front of a computer like she had assumed she would be. Instead, she was seating close to another known member of the club, Hana. Too close for comfort, actually, and it made Satya pursed her lips. Sombra's smirked graced her lips as she looked at her.

"Hey, preciosa, what are you doing here?"

"Sophia, I've come to give you the list of our possible subject for the presentation. You should give it a look and decide what subjects would interest you before we start working on it tomorrow."

"What, tomorrow? You know it's due in two weeks, right?"

"Yes."

Sombra stood up and held out a hand to take the papers, brushing purposefully her hand with Satya's, just to see the taller girl blush, and pretend that she wasn't blushing.

"And please, I've told you a thousand times, it's Sombra."

"Continue to call me preciosa, and I'll continue to call you Sophia."

"Touché."

Sombra let her eyes skim over the list quickly, and a smirk spread on her lips. Half of those subjects were about space, and the other half about atoms, in one form of another.

"Alright, I'll be ready for tomorrow. Thank you, preciosa."

"I will let you know when and where we'll meet, Sophia."

Satya left the room with a small smile on her face, whereas Sombra was smirking. She folded the papers and placed them in her bag, before she took her seat next to Hana once again.

"You know she'll never ask you first, right?" the younger girl inquired.

"Oh I know. I just want to toy a bit more with her. I'll ask her once we're done with the presentation. Amélie is going to kill me if I start flirting too much. Anyway, where were we?"

"The hangman quest?"

"Alright, let's go!"

Just as Hana was pressing continue, and the screen had unfrozen, showing Gerald of Rivia finishing his sword move and cutting a thief in half, someone else came poking their head through the door.

"Hey, Hana!"

Hana huffed and paused again, while both girls looked to the door. Lena opened the door entirely but stood on the threshold, her hair even messier than usual.

"You got club this afternoon?"

"Yeah why?"

"Em has volleyball, so I thought we could hang out."

"Sorry."

"S'okay, I'll find something to do."

"Wait, you don't have track?"

Lena was about to answer, then she thought longly about it, her face changing from uncertainty, to confusion, to worry, and finally she asked:

"What day are we, again?"

"Thursday." Hana declared.

Lena let out a relieved huff.

"Phew! Not, I don't. It's tomorrow. Okay, I'll let you be then. See ya'!"

"Bye Lena!"

Lena closed the door and made her way back up the stairs. No matter the situation, she always had a spring in her steps. She stopped by her locker to double check she hadn't forgotten anything, then considered going home. But the more she thought about it, the more it depressed her that there wasn't much she could do once she was home. Emily had promised she would stop by once volleyball was over, but Lena thought of an even better idea. She would watch her play and cheer her up, at least until the coach glared at her and asked her to shut it. She headed toward the gymnasium.

On her way there, she came across a very hurried Angela, who had probably been held up by one student or another, seeing as she was helping more than a few with their homeworks. She smiled at the blond, and the blond gave her a smile as well.

Angela had already taken everything out of her locker, and was walking quickly toward the parking. All buses where probably already gone, meaning that she would probably have to walk home, but it wasn't such a pain. It would give her the time to calm down a bit, since she had been attacked by three of her classmates with homework trouble just as she exited the classroom. She had agreed to tutor other students, but sometimes she regretted it a bit. The only reason she had began was because she knew Fareeha had problems in maths, and then it had escalated in half a class meeting in the library to listen to her explaining again what the teacher had just told them.

Speaking of the devil. Just as Angela was about to push the door to exit the main building, another door opened and Fareeha walked in, her duffel bag over her shoulder. She stopped when she noticed the blond and smiled.

"Hey, Angela, you're going home?"

"Hi Fareeha. Yes, although I'm pretty sure I've missed the bus already."

"Oh, I'm sorry. I mean, I could bring you home, if you want. I just have basketball practice before."

Angela blushed uncontrollably. She knew Fareeha had basketball practice, she had even considered going to watch her, but she thought it would have been weird. Seeing that Angela hadn't replied yet, Fareeha stammered:

"I mean... If you don't want to... but maybe you have things to do and you don't want to wait... It's okay..."

"No, I'll..."

Angela finally managed a timid smile.

"I'll come with you. I can always do my homeworks while you play."

Fareeha smiled happily.

"Sure!"

Angela turned around and walked next to Fareeha, close enough that if the taller girl hadn't been carrying her bag in her right hand Angela could have taken it. Not that she would have, but she liked the thought of them being close nonetheless. Fareeha was just thinking that she would have to play twice as hard as usual, just to impress the blond.

Hanzo passed them in a hurry, as he was straight up running through the empty corridors. He pushed the door open, and ran through the parking without a single care in the world for cars passing by. He rushed to where he had left his car in the morning, only to find that it was gone. He knew it already, but wouldn't quite believe it until he saw it with his own eyes. He huffed angrily, and took his phone out of his pocket, speed dialing the number of the car thief. Of course he was redirected to his voice mail, but he left a message nonetheless.

"Genji, you better come back here and bring me my car, or at least pick me up, because I am not walking home! And you can bet dad will hear about this!"

He huffed once again as he hung up, and crossed his arms. He knew Genji wouldn't come back for him, just like he knew he would probably walk home this afternoon. And all of that because of his stupid brother.

A motorbike parked beside him, and Jesse cut the motor before extending the stand.

"Hey, Hanzo, what happened to your car? Thought you'd parked it here this morning."

"Yes I had. Genji stole my keys during P. E. and went gods knows where with it."

"Too bad. Want a lift home? I got a spare helmet."

Hanzo considered the other man for a few seconds, before he nodded. What other choice did he have anyway.

"Sure, thank you. I hope I am not too much of a burden."

"Oh no, it's fine."

Jesse stood up and opened the seat of the bike, taking the second helmet out and handing it to Hanzo.

"You can put your bag in, if you want."

"Oh no, I'll keep it."

"Suit yourself."

Jesse closed the seat and sat back on it. Hanzo nimbly put the helmet on, and hesitantly took a seat behind Jesse.

"You better hold on." the taller guy warned.

Hanzo tentatively placed his hands on Jesse's waist, and Jesse put his visor down before turning the bike on. As they quickly drove away from the parking, Hanzo really hoped Genji would come back to pick him up, and wait for a good hour before he realized Hanzo was already home, playing his favorite video game.

A/N: Hi guys! I have a few things to say, actually, so I hope you are not bored with me yet! First, I realized that I wouldn't have time to finish posting this story before going on holiday if I kept the three times a week schedual. So lucky you, I've updated the schedual. I will now be posting on Mondays, Wenesdays, Fridays and Saturdays. Yes, you're getting another chapter tomorrow, the lucky 22 of you. Yeah, I'm not kidding. The prologue only did 22 views, which even at my lowest wasn't actually that low... But fear not, I won't stop posting it just because it's not doing as good as I wish it would. I really need to thank Sombra Main and Fluffy for the reviews you've left, at least I know the few who have read it are enjoying it!

Now, last but not least I need to talk about the shipping in this story. So as you may have noticed, there will be a certain focus on four ships: PharMercy (what a surprise), LenEmily, McHanzo, and Symbra. Now about that, I know I'm very much known for my Somva stories, but I actually very like Symbra as well. So this story is Symbra, and it doesn't mean I will stop writing Somva, don't worry. I promise, Sombra and Symmetra are just as adorable together as Sombra and D. va are.

Alright, that's about all I had to say for now. I hope you enjoyed this chapter, continue to review and follow if you want to read what happens next, and I'll see you tomorrow!