Classes Divided

Chapter 3

There is going to be a lot of frustration in this fanfic, too. I love it. Also, to Silver again: just log in so I can speak to you.

"Good morning to all of our listeners, it is a beautiful Saturday morning!" I rolled onto my side and looked up at my radio. "It's now 10am, which means it's a perfect time to get ready for the day!" Grumbling, I pushed the covers away and sat up, stretching my arms over my head. As a soft, slow song started to play over the radio, I pushed myself out of bed and stepped into my bathroom, pulling my pyjama shirt over my head and tossing it into the hamper. I'm still smiling about yesterday. After Vi and I walked to the nurse's office, Lissandra followed us in and started yelling at me for being in that part of the school. Then Vi sneezed blood on her. I'm sure that she's still mad. And as always, as soon as I stepped into the shower, somebody knocked sharply on my bedroom door.

"Lux?" Garen called.

"Shower!" He still came into my room and leaned against the bathroom door. "Do you need something?"

"I just wanted to tell you that I can't go on our usual walk to the park. Prince Jarvan wants me to accompany him to go shopping." I'm halfway between complaining and saying 'good for you, go get some'. I may actually be picking a couple of bad habits up.

"I guess I'll have to go on my own." I tried to sound sad as I turned the water off and stepped out of the shower.

"You're not going to be alone." Oh, no. "I asked Katarina to go with you." Well, I'm dead.

"I'm not a child, Garen." I wrapped a towel around myself and opened the door. "I can go by myself."

"You are still the youngest member of this house, and you shouldn't be going anywhere alone." I looked up at him for a few minutes. "Anyway, I have to go." He tiled my head up and kissed my forehead. "I'll see you tonight, Lux." As he left my room, I sighed. This is going to be a long day.

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"Good morning." Jayme turned away from the stove for a second to give me a smile before going back to what he was doing.

"Did you sleep well, Lux?" he asked as I pulled myself onto one of the tall chairs in front of the bar.

"I did. Did you?" he nodded again. I dislike this part of being polite. Sleeping is always going to be the same.

"Garen already left. I guess that means you're not going for your usual walk with him."

"Katarina is going with me, apparently." I heard Jayce chuckle.

"At least we're past the point of city rivalry." He turned to pick something up. "As much as the fights were fun to watch, picking up every marshmallow and nerf dart that got shot was not fun."

"I liked it." I smiled, resting my chin on my hand. "It's a shame that Ashe hid those."

"I hid those guns for everybody's sanity." I almost fell out of my chair in surprise when she placed a hand on my shoulder. I placed a hand on my chest and looked at the queen of the house.

"You scared me." I half laughed, half breathed.

"I thought that you would have heard me coming." Ashe smiled, walking past and pouring herself some coffee. "But to continue the conversation, I'm glad that you all stopped fighting, too."

"There you are, Lux." Katarina said, placing a hand on my back. "I thought you were still in your room." Turning in my chair, I looked into her deep green eyes and smiled. I looked back at Jayce when he cleared his throat.

"If you'll excuse me, I'm going to try and wake Caitlyn with the promise of food." He grinned as he walked around the bar and upstairs.

"Waking Caitlyn up should be classed as a dangerous sport." Ashe said, sipping her coffee.

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"How do either of you consider it to be a walk when you get driven here?" Katarina asked, stepping out of the limo.

"Because we walk around the park." I said, brushing my hair out of my eyes and pinning it back with my headband. "It doesn't matter what we call it, because it's just time that Garen and I can spend together."

She followed me over to a bench and sat next to me.

"Sounds sappy." Katarina rested one of her arms behind my head, and folded one leg over the other. "But you Crownguards are pretty close, so I can't relate."

"Maybe you should do this with Cassiopeia or Talon some time." She huffed.

"Talon, maybe. Cass and I don't have anything like that in common." Katarina turned her head away. "Oh, look. A cafe. I'm going to get some more coffee." I watched her walk away, then smiled and shook my head. I turned and looked at the basketball court when I heard cursing. Is that… Pushing myself up, I walked over, my smile widening as I approached.

"Vi?" She dropped the orange ball and turned to look at me.

"Lux." Vi looked as happy as I felt. "We really have to stop meeting like this."

"Do we really?" I asked, moving around to the gate and walking in. Then I noticed something. "What's that?"

"What's what?" I brushed my fingers over the black letters on her cheek.

"Where did that come from?" She laughed and rubbed the back of her head.

"It's a tattoo. I've always had it." I tipped my head in confusion. "The school hates it, so they make me put makeup over it."

"Why do you have your name on your face?" Vi grinned, then picked the basketball up again, passing it from hand to hand.

"Thing is, this isn't my real name. I don't know my real name." I followed her across the court as she bounced the ball on the floor.

"Can I ask why?" Vi looked at me, and then threw the ball through the hoop.

"I'll tell you some other time. It's a weird story." I caught the ball as it bounced over. "Ever played basketball?"

"I've seen people play it. There are usually more than two people, though." I bounced it once on the floor. My hands are not made for this. Vi stepped aside and motioned to the hoop. That's quite high. I threw it, and it bounced off of the fence just under the rope. Turning, I watched it go back over my head, and somebody stood just inside the gate caught it.

"Who's your new friend, Vi?" A guy asked, stepping over to us. I saw Vi scowl out of the corner of my eye.

"Just somebody I know from school." She put her hand on my shoulder, and I felt her slip something under the cloth of my jacket. "You better get back over to your friend. She's glaring daggers at me." I looked over. Katarina did indeed look angry. The guy stood at the gate gave me a creepy smile as I stepped past him, and walked back over to my friend.

"You have a habit of wandering off." Katarina said, putting a hand on my head as I sat next to her.

"You don't mind?" She shrugged.

"As much as I dislike her fashion sense, Vi doesn't seem like a bad person." Oh, right. I picked out the paper that she hid under my jacket and opened it. "What's that?"

"It says 'call the police'." I looked back over at the court. There were four guys surrounding her. "Should we?"

"I think so. There's going to be a fight." Katarina pulled her phone out of her pocket, and I watched them. The guy that talked to us grabbed her arm, and Vi snatched it back. I gasped as he punched her in the face, and Katarina started talking faster.

"What's happening?!" The police must have been quite close, since I heard sirens pull up. The four guys looked at the police car in fear, and then ran. I almost fell over my own feet running back to the court. "Vi! Are you okay?!" She was leaning against the face, grumbling some very rude words under her breath and rubbing her eye.

"Fucking cunt came with his henchmen to get revenge or some shit." I heard Katarina walk in behind me. "I beat him in a boxing tournament a few months ago, and he's hated me since."

"Let me see your face." She didn't resist as I pulled her hand away.

"You're going to have a black eye." Katarina said.

"With how you treated me last time, I'm surprised you're not giving me another one." Vi grinned.

"No hard feeling, alright? I was just worried about Lux." Vi shrugged and held her hand out for Katarina to shake.

"Yeah, I feel you. If anything happened to my brother or sister, I'd go on a rampage."

"I don't mean to be rude, but you're not feeling anything on me." Katarina smiled, shaking her hand. "Regardless, after you've talked to the police about this, we should get you to a store and buy some ice for that eye."

"You guys are quite nice." I smiled up at her.

"Nice, but protective. The other members of our house aren't quite as nice." Katarina gripped my hand and motioned for Vi to follow us as she stepped out of the court.

"Can't forget my ball." She laughed, picking it up. "I hope talking to the cops doesn't take too long, my face is startin' to bruise up."

I know that somebody wants me to make these chapters longer, and I'll give it a good shot.