Maybe audibly gasping in a room full of bored teenagers wasn't the best of ideas. But there were more pressing problems, like Kanaya's long lost first kiss, who after two years reappeared out of nowhere. Wonderful. Every head whipped back around to stare at her and her cheeks heated up like a fire over which to roast marshmallows.
Vriska probably had marshmallows just for the occasion, Kanaya could tell by the shit-eating grin she was sporting. Her hair was shorter now, and the blue streaks were faded a bit, but her eyes were still the same, uptilted and mischievous, behind thin framed glasses. A deep coral blue that made her stomach flutter.
"Hey Kanaya," She purred, smugly twirling her hair.
"Vriska." She muttered through her teeth. Dammit she remembered her name.
"Oh, you two already know each other?" The teacher exclaimed, "Well, that's great! Vriska will have someone to help her around all day."
"Oh, I'm sure I will." Vriska said sweetly, smiling at the teacher. As she slunk through the clusters of kids, she never took her striking eyes off Kanaya. It was like the concert all over again, and Kanaya was a mix of anger, shock, and giddy joy that she didn't dream this girl.
She sat down right next to her and slapped her notebook on the table, which was apparently all the school supplies she needed. The only real thing a cool kid needed at school was a cocky attitude, and Vriska definitely had that. Bitch. "Heyyyyyyyy cutie, did'ja miss me?" She winked.
"No. I didn't." Kanaya said flatly, staring at her bookbag. "Also do not call me that."
"Aw, why not? It suits you." She grinned again. "Suited you then, suits you now..."
Kanaya whirled to her right to glare at Vriska, eyebrows raised incredulously that she would even dare to bring that up. "Don't you even. Do you know how long I-" She cleared her throat. "That was a long time ago, and I have a girlfriend."
"Good for you? That would be relevant if I was flirting, and I wasn't, so don't get your hopes up." The smile remained on her face, unchanged, and Kanaya gritted her teeth even more. This was ridiculous. "So my theory was proven true, as always."
"What theory?" She asked exasperatedly.
"That girls kiss better than boys." Her voice was teasing, and it made Kanaya blush even more. It was soft and lilting and it annoyed the hell out of her that her reaction was to be shy, like Vriska still had her captivated.
"You had nothing to do with that, and I don't love Rose because of our kisses." She harrumphed.
"Rose, huh? Pretty name."
Shit.
"Shut up."
"Oh, but why would I? You're so cute when you blush."
The blush grew and Kanaya frowned. "Shut up. Why do I have to deal with you?"
"Might as well get used to it," Vriska giggled, evilly, Kanaya thought, "I'm in all your classes." She held Kanaya's schedule in her tiny hand and Kanaya snatched it away, scowling.
"Thief."
"Ok, ok." Vriska acquiesced, holding her hands up like a caught criminal. "You've got me." The bell rang shrilly, and to her dismay, Kanaya found that Vriska was waiting by her side like a puppy. A smug, annoying, self-righteous, bitchy, puppy.
This was going to be a long day.
nnnnnn
"Kanaya, I saved us a seat." Rose's soft voice soothed Kanaya's frazzled nerves, and she breathed a sigh of relief as she sat by her girlfriend. She kissed her on the cheek hello, and they spent a moment looking into each other's eyes, as they so often did. Her brother often made fun of them for that, saying that if they were gonna have eyesex to at least warn him first. The moment was broken when Vriska hopped into the seat on Kanaya's other side, and she bit back an irritated groan.
"Who's this?" Rose asked curiously, peering at Vriska, who was unabashedly staring at her.
"Oh, Kanaya hasn't told you about m-"
"She is just a girl I met a couple of summers ago. Vriska." She turned to glare at her, to shut her up. The last thing she needed was Vriska to compare kissing techniques with Rose, or use her overconfident flirting on her girlfriend just to be exasperating.
"Oh." Rose said. "I'm Kanaya's girlfriend, Rose. It's nice to meet you."
"Oh, I knoooooooow." Vriska smirked. "She's told me all about you, and you're just as cute as she said. How long have you two been together?"
"Almost a year." Kanaya muttered, trying to look bigger so she could try and block the view between the two. Rose smiled at her, and she gave a sheepish shrug. She was cute, and even though it was embarrassing, she was a little glad Vriska had said that. They were a match made in heaven.
Vriska didn't belong in heaven.
She got suspiciously silent as class started, which Kanaya was infinitely pleased about. Pure, undulated silence, and time for the art teacher to reintroduce herself. She'd always felt very close to the art teacher. Maybe it was because of her fabulous accent, maybe because of the similarity in their appearances, both with short, dark haircuts, and a fondness for long, classy skirts, or maybe, because as a whole, she kicked ass. For whatever reason, she was awesome, and her class filled Kanaya with relaxed glee.
At least until she heard a voice from the back of the room go, "Serket?"
"Ampora!" Vriska exclaimed, reeling back around and charging for the tall boy. They hugged each other tightly, with Vriska throwing her arms around his neck, and him twirling her around in the air.
"Where the bloody hell have you been, hm?" Kanaya almost laughed at his expression. Why was he so happy to see her? He looked like a dog whose master had just returned from a year long trip.
"I didn't know you were here." Vriska said, "It's been a long time."
"A long time since we've had a hatedate? Oh baby, has it." So they both flirted like that. Oh god. A partnership that could very well drive Kanaya insane.
"You know her?" Kanaya asked.
"Fuck yeah, I know her! You're talkin' to her partner in crime an' sloppy makeouts since grade seven! Until you movved, that is. How many schools did you get kicked outta, anyway?"
Vriska shrugged, as did the annoying fashion disaster that was...this dude. Partner in crime, more like a lost kitten, looking for handouts. Ew. Thank god Kanaya didn't throw herself at Vriska like that when she first met her, she'd never let herself forget it.
"Aw Kanaya, why the sour face?" Vriska teased, "Feeling a little jealous?"
"No. Keep trying, if you consider it necessary, to try and delude yourself into thinking I still care about anything you do or say or anything anyone else does or says about you. I don't."
"I do."
Eridan's face lit up after a second of starting at the two teenage girls. He snapped out of nowhere, making a shy girl in the front row jump.
"You're the gill!"
"Don't you mean girl?" Kanaya said vexedly.
"Yeah. Gill. You're the gill Vris met at the concert and totally made out w-"
"Shhhhhh!" Kanaya hissed, slapping her palm over Eridan's mouth. Vriska did nothing, just watched pompously, obviously pleased that she was so hushhush about it because that meant she still cared. Dammit.
"Hey Vriska!" Another voice called. More? Just how many people had this girl tricked, just like her?
short chapter i apologize. but hey! look! things! things are happening!
if anyone has suggestions on what should happen, or would like to let me know what they think, I'd love to be enlightened. Thanks guys.