Classes Divided
Chapter 2
My girlfriend is now only ever referring to Katarina as 'Princess Stabbity'. I may have wandered down a bad path here. Also, for that one reviewer, 'Silverlazy2login' just because you do not agree with something, doesn't mean you need to insult me.
I can't explain why, but Vi has been on my mind ever since I left her apartment. Here I am, curled up on the library's couch, a cup of tea in my hands, and I cannot focus on the book in front of me. Trying to focus on the words, but all that comes to mind is that spiky mess of pink hair. Are people you just met supposed to take over your mind like this?
"Lux?" I jumped slightly and looked up, into my brother's eyes. "Sejuani told me that you followed somebody into the dangerous part of the school today." Garen said, sitting next to me and ruffling my hair.
"I accidentally ran into somebody and got my dress dirty, so she offered to let me borrow some clean clothes."
"And you just followed her? Do you know how dangerous it is there?" I placed both my book and cup down. "You really need to be more careful, Lux. Anything could have happened to you."
"I'm not a child, Garen." I probably shouldn't mention that Vi is the school's star boxer. "I can take care of myself."
"Can you at least promise me to stay around our group of friends from now on?" Sighing, I looked back up at him. "I just want you to be safe."
"Alright, Garen. I Promise." It's not like I'll see Vi again.
"Thank you." He stood up. "Come on. It's time for bed." He smiled as I stood up and gripped his open hand. As we walked, I looked up at my older brother. He looks a lot more like our mother than I do, but his face is more chiselled. He also tries to hide the fact that he has a crush on Prince Jarvan, but he's not very good at it.
"Lux, I'll ask somebody tomorrow to return the clothes you borrowed." Sejuani said as she walked the opposite way down the hall. "If Katarina doesn't lose her mind and burn them first."
"I don't blame 'er. Whatever you came home in doesn't deserve to even be called clothing." Fiora said, walking past us. Everybody here is always concerned about clothes. Chuckling, Garen pulled me along with him, pushing my room door open when we reached it.
"You did your homework, right?" He asked as I walked in and kicked my slippers off.
"I did, it's all ready." Actually, Ekko did it for me, but he doesn't need to know that.
"I'll see you tomorrow, Lux." He walked in and kissed the top of my head, walking back out and pulling the door shut behind him. I shut the main room light off, got myself cosy in bed, and shut my lamp off. Again, as I stared at the dark ceiling, the same mess of pink hair and blue eyes came into mind again. Why can't I get Vi out of my head?
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That kid was cute. I know that she's the same age as me, but she was adorable, and I can't help calling her a kid. I'm sure that she had the same eye colour as me, but that's where our similarities end. My thoughts were broken as Jinx inhaled sharply and shot up from her sleep.
"Jinx?" It was dark in the room, but I saw her look at me. "Another nightmare?" She didn't even need to nod. I shifted over in my single bed and laid one of my arms out for Jinx to rest on as she climbed in and cuddled up to me, pressing her face into my shoulder and squeezing my waist.
"Maybe we should get you a body pillow, Jinx." Ekko laughed from the top bunk.
"Real people are better." My sister huffed. "You're usually asleep by now, Vi."
"Oh, I know the answer for that." I looked at Ekko as he leaned over the edge of his top bunk. "You're still thinking about Lux, aren't you?" I turned my head away. "Oh, you are!"
"Shut up!"
"You always go for the cute ones." Jinx smiled.
"You say that like I have a chance." I huffed. "Lux was nice, but I don't think anybody else in that social circle will let me anywhere near her."
"Oh, please. You have the two smartest kids in this school right here." Ekko said, making me look back up at him. "We'll help you."
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Man, I did not sleep well last night. The fact that Jinx hugs like a cobra, coupled with the fact that I had Lux on my mind most of the night doesn't help.
"Well, you look like shit." A hand roughly patted me on the back.
"Not as much as you, Darius." I grinned, elbowing his steel stomach. I turned to him and stretched an arm over my chest. "My turn to receive today?" Like me, Darius had no shoes, a tank top, and a pair of shorts on. I still don't know how a teenager can have a white streak of hair.
"Yep." He was already wrapping the tape around his hands. "Let's go, old lady."
"You're two years older than me!" Darius laughed as he stepped into the boxing ring. Grumbling curses, I picked the punching pads up. "Give me a hand with these." I followed Darius into the ring, pulling them onto my hands.
"You look like you haven't slept a wink, Vi." Darius said as she strapped the pads to my hands. "Got something on your mind?" I looked at his face, where he had an evil grin. "Got a thing for somebody?"
"Like you and Talon?" The grin turned into a pout. He stepped away, shifting his bare feet into a ready pose.
"Looks like we might be in the same boat." He grinned, punching one of my hands as soon as I readied up. "Our only claims to fame are our boxing skills."
"Hey, at least your brother doesn't make you look as smart as a sack of rocks." As we talked, the two of us sparred as much as we could, with me having punching pads on my hands.
"We're both after people we can't have. There's no way I'll get anywhere near a DuCoteau." Darius huffed.
"How'd you know I had a thing for royalty, too?"
"I didn't." I put my hands down, and he raised an eyebrow to me.
"You suck." I grinned, making him laugh as I gently patted the side of his head with a glove. "Come on, let's get serious. We need to keep our shape up."
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Where am I? I'm pretty sure that this is the sporty part of the school. Without any reason, my mind decided to take a different route around the school than yesterday. I am definitely distracted by something. It's a good thing that the lunch period is an hour, or I'd be late.
"You didn't have to punch me in the face!" I turned towards a pair of double doors at the sound of a familiar voice. Is that really…?
"Hey, you lost concentration, not me!" They were pushed open, and I couldn't help smiling when Vi walked out with somebody I didn't know, her hand covering part of her face.
"Whoa. Hey, Lux." I met Vi's gaze. She did indeed look surprised. "Since when do you walk down this way?"
"What happened to you?" I stepped closer, but I was afraid to reach up and pull her hand away. She turned and glared at her friend.
"Dunkmaster Darius here punched me in the face."
"You didn't block it!" I'm sure that I've seen him playing basketball in the team. Why is he boxing? "Come on, we've gotta get you to see Soraka."
"Here's hoping you don't jab me in the stomach, too." They were both wearing loose jackets, but shorts that barely covered their thighs.
"I'll take you." I looked up and met Vi's gaze.
"I can take myself." She raised an eyebrow at me. Darius looked between us, and then grinned.
"Nah, you go with Lux. I'll clean the gym up." He patted Vi's shoulder. "It'll take less time." She gave him a quizzical look, the sighed and switched the hand that was holding the tissue to her face.
"Alright, c'mon kid." I jogged to catch up as Vi started walking. Each of her steps is at least two of mine. We walked in silence for about a minute. I really don't know what to say to her. "Your friends aren't gonna be happy with you hanging around me."
"I can make my own decisions." I puffed out my chest. "I'm not helpless."
"They'll see me as some kind of brute." She took the tissue away from her face for a second, but I saw the worrying amount of blood on both that and her face. "My eyes are gonna bruise too, for fucks sake."
"Can I watch you in a match some time?" Why did I just ask that? She stopped walking and met my gaze.
"You want me to see me beat some poor sap to a bloody pulp?" That's incredibly violent, but I still nodded. Vi laughed and ruffled my hair, the same way that Garen does. "You're not at all what I thought you'd be like."
"What did you think I would be like?"
"I don't know, posh? Like you don't have any interest in anybody that's a lower social class?"
"Like I said, I can make my own decisions."
I am not good at writing slow burn romance, so this might go a little faster than I anticipated.