Skye held her breath.
Mr. Garrett stood at the front of the class, braking out orders to anyone who was listening. Not many people were, Mr. Garrett had promised to give back the results of their tests today. Skye was nervous. She really hoped her study sessions were paying off.
After what felt like forever, Mr. Garret finally began traversing through the rows of students, handing back one test at a time.
Thankfully they were handed back in alphabetical order, and Skye was close to the beginning.
Garrett approached her desk, "Coulson, I'm surprised" was all he said. Skye eagerly flipped over her test.
the letter 'B' was written in bold red handwriting across the top.
Skye felt like screaming, this was the highest grade she had ever had in Chemistry, and it was all thanks to the amazing Brit.
On her way out the door, Skye collided with something humongous.
"Watch it!" she called angrily.
When she looked up she was met with the darkest brown eyes she had ever seen. They were almost black.
The boy she collided with had square shoulders, obviously well defined. His jaw line was sharp, and his short dark hair was slightly spiked in the front.
He smiled at her, "Sorry, I didn't see you."
Skye recognized him from her Gym class, she could vaguely recall the name 'Ward' written on the back of his gym shirt.
He helped gather her things. When he stood Skye noticed he towered over her, he was at least 6'2" and absolutely ripped. She could see his muscles through the black shirt he was wearing.
"My name's Grant", he smiled handing her a book she had dropped, "and you're welcome." His cocky smirk did not put Skye at ease, who ever this 'Grant Ward' was, he was not someone she wanted to get to know.
Skye brushed past him, and continued her way to lunch. She had begun to sit regularly with Jemma and her friends. Jemma and most of the table were already there waiting for her.
When she finally arrived, Jemma turned to her "You're running a bit late, everything alright?" concern laced her voice.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Some asshole named Grant Ward knocked into me and scattered my things." Skye stated offhand. Fitz looked startled and Jemma looked upset. "What, what's wrong?"
Jemma looked to Fitz, who looked down at his shoes nervously, "Ward, well. Ward is an idiot. He used to bully Fitz and I."
Skye's previous dislike for Ward skyrocketed, this fucking snarky bastard!
"Grant is a huge douche," added Mack, "I'm on the team with him, and all he ever talks about is how he uses women and beats up smaller dudes."
"He's the Football Captain, Couch Garrett loves him like a son, so Grant gets away with whatever he wants." commented Bobbi.
Jemma looked upset, so Skye decided to change the topic.
"Speaking of Garrett, I got my test back today," Jemma smiled excitedly, "I got a B!"
"Congratulations, Skye! I'm so proud of you!" Jemma leaned over and gave Skye a friendly hug.
"Well, I couldn't have done it if it weren't for you" smiled Skye sheepishly.
The rest of the lunchtime chatter was light and humorous, Bobbi and Mack argued over who would win in a fight.
Mack argued he was the obvious choice, he was a lot heavier and more muscular than Bobbi after all.
But Bobbi, being an accomplished gymnast and experienced in martial arts, argued that Mack's weight and muscle slowed him down, leaving Bobbi the clear winner.
Jemma seemed in defense of Bobbi, "Don't just assume cause Bobbi is female she doesn't have strength. Bobbi is definately a talented athlete."
"I didn't say I'd win cause she's a girl, I said I'd win cause I'm stronger." argued Mack.
"Thanks for your support Simmons" winked Bobbi. Skye caught the flirty look she sent Jemma and her face turned bright red when she caught Jemma looking sheepish and tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.
Were Bobbi and Jemma a thing?
Skye really hoped not. She knew Simmons was gay, but she wasn't sure she could compete with someone like Bobbi. After all, Jemma had known Bobbi for a while now, Bobbi was certainly attractive.
Fuck.
The weekend had come and Skye could not be happier, she was currently at The Hub, a small coffee shop at the Mall, waiting to meet Jemma. They had finally decided to go on their "Gay-dar field test" as Simmons had called it.
After a few minutes, Skye saw Jemma turn the corner.
"Hey!" Skye approached her, spreading her arms out.
Simmons wrapped herself into them, giving the taller girl a quick hug, "Hi, Skye!"
"Shall we?"
They meandered through the mall, stopping every now and then to look at a display in a store window.
Skye wondered if maybe this was secretly Jemma's way of asking her on a date.
"There, that one, grey cardigan on top of a plaid button up shirt." called Jemma.
Skye found the man in question. He was tall, and well built, with short blonde hair. While he was well dressed, he didn't immediately scream stereotypical gay man.
"That guy? No way."
"Skye, just cause someone doesn't fit a certain stereotype doesn't mean they're automatically not gay. I mean, I certainly don't fit the ones for lesbians."
"True, but how are we supposed to know if you're right?"
"I suppose there really is only one way." Before Skye could ask what she meant, Jemma was nearing him.
From where Skye was standing, she couldn't make out what Jemma was saying to him. Only that she was smiling a lot, and looked quite adorable. She rested her hand on his arm briefly, laughing cutely and smiling up at him.
Skye would have been jealous at Jemma's obvious flirting if the guy didn't look so completely uninterested in Jemma. Skye thought it was impossible to be indifferent to that amazing smile and beautiful accent.
But no, he paid her nearly no attention before Simmons smiled one last time and returned to Skye.
"What the hell was that?" laughed Skye playfully.
"The only way to know if someone is gay is to flirt with them and ask them yourself. So I flirted a little until he told me he was waiting for his boyfriend." Jemma looked proud of herself, the way she smiled at the end of her statement made Skye feel weak in the knees. "I believe I've made my point."
"No, according to the scientific method, you need to repeat your experiment at least three times." smirked Skye.
"Scientific method?" Jemma looked impressed, "you do listen to me!"
The day continued like that, Jemma would pick out someone who looked way to heterosexual to be true, only to prove they were definately gay.
"Three in a row, I think I've quite proven myself."
"Does that last one even count, that girl said she was Bi." joked Skye.
"I suppose I should revise my objective," Jemma cleared her throat dramatically, "In order to prove that I have an amazing sense of who is attracted to the same sex in some variation and who strictly is not, I will flirt effortlessly with each subject."
Skye was speechless. For a moment they remained in silence. Jemma sipped on her smoothie, while Skye gazed at her questioningly.
"Did you know I was?"
Jemma thought for a moment before she answered, "I think I had my suspicions, but I didn't want to assume incase I was just seeing what I wanted-" Jemma cut herself off abruptly, "- incase I was wrong I didn't want to offend you." Jemma's face turned a very bright shade of red.
Skye caught her obvious slip up, her cheeks a fainter red than Jemma's.
Jemma was about to speak when her face went suddenly blank.
"Jemma? You okay?"
Jemma was not looking at Skye, her eyes locked onto something just passed Skye.
Skye turned to look and saw Grant Ward making his way over to the two girls, followed by a few of his jock friends.
He smiled at Skye, pulling up a chair beside her, "You're Skye right."
Skye simply nodded, taken aback by his boldness.
"You're new in town, why don't you come with me, I can show you around." He didn't seem like he even noticed Simmons, he didn't make eye contact with her and pretty much shut her out of the conversation.
"i'm fine, Jemma here is doing a great job of that." she motioned to Jemma, who looked slightly afraid.
Still, Ward did not take his eyes off Skye. In fact it seemed like all he was doing was eyeing Skye up in down, making her extremely uncomfortable.
"Why bother with her?"
"I think it would be best if you left." stated Skye confidently, she had had to deal with jerks like this at her last school. She wasn't backing down.
"Whatever, but watch out," he rose from his chair, "Her and her friends are a bunch of homos, wouldn't want them to turn someone as hot as you. It'd be such a waste-"
Before Ward could finish his sentence, Skye was on her feet. She reeled back her fist and connected her knuckles with Grant's nose.
"WHAT THE FUCK?" Sputtered Ward, blood began to drip from his possibly broken nose, "Fucking crazy dyke!"
Grant stumbled to get back up, scampering off with his delinquent friends in tow. Skye sunk back into her chair, as if none of that had just happened.
Jemma looked at her with shock, her mouth hung open and her eyes wide.
"What?"
"I can't believe you just did that!" Skye wasn't sure if Jemma was mad at her or not. Slowly, Jemma's mouth shut, and was replaced with a pleased smirk, "No one has ever stood up for me like that."
"Yeah, well, they should." Skye was relieved she wasn't upset, "that guy is the biggest douche I've ever seen."
For the rest of the day, when she thought Skye wasn't looking, Jemma would look up at Skye in awe of the amazingly brave girl.
Little did she know, Skye totally noticed.
And she absolutely loved it.
A/N
So I've started to incorporate Ward a bit, and I'll admit I'm probably biased. I absolutely hate Ward, sorry to those who ship Fitz and Ward. None of his back story makes me feel any sympathy for him, he's a dick. Sorry.
Also expect some jealous Skye! Bobbi is going to be too flirty for her own good.
Also, I wanted to make sure I clarified the comment about the Bi girl Jemma flirts with was not taken to be bi-phobic. I can kinda see where it might come across as being like "oh she's not gay she's just bi that doesn't count" as in considering Bisexuality to be irrelevant, but I wanted to clarify that was not my intention.
The intention of the comment was just to show Skye joking around with Jemma.