Classes Divided
Chapter 9
It's time to return to the school!
Yesterday was great, but my friend apparently didn't think so. I woke up to a hard jab in the thigh. Groaning, I let go of Caitlyn and rolled over, pulling the blankets over my head. I felt her sit up, and probably gave me a tired look, like she used to.
"One thing that never changed is how you try and suffocate me in your sleep."
"If you didn't like it, why didn't you kick me out?"
"I wasn't going to make you leave in the middle of the night, Vi."
"Aw, you do care!" I felt Caitlyn sigh and lie back, then sigh louder when I rolled back over and hugged her.
"You're my friend, of course I care."
"Then why did you run when you saw me yesterday?" I heard her inhale and exhale a couple of times, slowly stroking my arm.
"Surprise, mostly. I never actually expected to see you again."
"Must be destiny." I grinned. Caitlyn lifted my chin and looked into my eyes.
"We're still not dating."
"Trust me, I know." She chuckled again as I rested my head on her shoulder. "We've had that conversation a few times, Cait."
"Just making sure." She pushed me off and sat up again, swinging her legs to the floor and stretched an arm over her chest. "Come on, it's almost 9am."
"But I'm comfy!"
"You've not bear close to Jinx all night, remember?" She still knows how to push my buttons. "You know what happens." Caitlyn crossed the room to her bathroom and looked back at me, smiling.
"You suck, Cait." I got up and stretched whilst she was gone, scratching an annoying spot on my shoulder. Maybe I should get it inked. "Are we gonna still hang out?"
"We're friends, of course we are." Caitlyn walked back out, buttoning up what looked like a pyjama shirt. She always keeps spare clothes in weird places. "There's also a dilemma. Do you want to leave through the front door and possibly run into somebody?"
"Oh, fuck no." She laughed and picked my shirt up off the floor. "I'll go through the window. Make it just like old times."
"Even though my room is now on the second floor?" When I finished struggling with my bra, Caitlyn pulled my Pentakill shirt over my head and pulled it down when my arms were through.
"Hey, I'm always up for a challenge." She smiled and handed me my other shirt. "I also know that after I stay over, you get a lot happier."
"I carry a lot of stress." She said, looking out of the window.
"Whatever you say, Cupcake. Where are my shoes?" Sitting on the bed again, I pulled my socks on.
"Well, here's one." She handed me one of my boots and looked around for the second as I figured out which foot it belonged to.
"I'll now be keeping an eye out for you around the school." I grinned up to Caitlyn and started to put my other shoe on when she handed it to me.
"I'll definitely be doing the same." She puffed her cheek out when I stood back up. "Guess it's time for me to escape."
"Don't say it like that." I was still grinning as I followed her to the window. "I've always appreciated you being around for me, Vi."
"And we ended up in the same place." I leaned out of the window first to see what I could hang on to. I'm glad that this place is so fancy. There's so much stuff to hang on to.
"Do you need me to get a rope?" Cait asked, a hand on my shoulder.
"Nah, I got it." I leaned back in and turned around, stepping carefully out and finding some solid footing. "Hey, Cait." I said after she turned around.
"What is it?" Turning back, she sighed, but smiled as I leaned in, making a kissy face. "You're insufferable." Caitlyn supped my face and kissed me, chuckling when we both leaned away.
"Yeah, but you love me."
"Go on, before somebody sees you hanging off the side of the house." As I climbed down, her window shut. I wonder how annoyed she'd be if I stood outside of it with a radio? Well, if I judge these people right, Caitlyn would tell me to stop, and most of the other people in the house would kill me. Then they'd bring me back to life and kill me again. Actually, they might be planning on it right now.
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2 seconds after I opened the door to my room, somebody barrelled into me and knocked me off my feet. My head hit the wall, and my vision started to swim.
"You were gone all night!" Jinx yelled. She's tiny, but tackles like a wrestler.
"I'm here now." I pushed myself up and smiled at Ekko when he came to the door.
"Where were you?" He asked, helping me up with Jinx still stuck to me. "The last time you left us alone for the night was years ago."
"I didn't do any damage." Walking into the room, I struggled a bit to put Jinx on her own bed, and she pouted at me when I did. "Did you take your meds?"
"No…" Jinx got up and shuffled to the bathroom.
"I still want to know what happened." I looked at Ekko, who had his arms folded. "What the hell would make you stay at that snobby place for the night?"
"I… met an old friend, we started talking, and it got too late for me to go home." Not entirely a lie.
"You met hatlady!" Jinx yelled, kicking the bathroom door open. Fuck. She probably doesn't know what actually happened, though. "I knew I saw her once!" The main door opened, and Xayah walked in, sighing in relief when she saw me.
"Oh, good. You're not dead."
"You expected me to die?" I folded my arms and raised an eyebrow at her.
"Well, yeah. The people that live up there can get quite violent, from what I've seen." Xayah walked in and sat down on my bed, one leg over the other.
"You do realize that this is not your room, right?" She shrugged, and Rakan ran in, shirtless, and with purple feathers in his hair.
"Vi! You're not dead!"
"Were you all planning my fucking funeral?!" He shrugged. "Why the hell aren't you wearing a shirt?"
"Oh, that's because Xayah and I-"
"No reason." She interrupted, looking at the window. Looks like I'm not the only one that got action. "I'm still curious as to why you stayed there, Vi."
"Who does it matter?" I walked to my dresser and started looking through my clothes. "It's not affecting anybody in a bad way."
"But we missed you!" I stopped to kiss Jinx's forehead before I shut myself in the bathroom to change.
"Wait, I'm curious." Rakan said, and he was probably the one that knocked on the wall. "Vi, are you gay?"
"Rakan, you can't just ask somebody that." Xayah sighed, with Ekko giggling.
"Why not?" I pulled both shirts off and smiled.
"It's alright, Xayah. I don't mind. Yeah, I'm gay."
"Makes sense." He huffed. "I noticed that you don't look at me the same way that other girls do."
"And what way is that?" Xayah asked. Here we go. I threw my dirty clothes in the hamper and stepped out of the bathroom. I really need to do the laundry soon.
"Y'know, when girls look at all this," Rakan motioned to his chest and stomach. "Instead of my face. I've seen the fox girl do it a lot."
"Fox girl?" Xayah raised an eyebrow and stood up. "Who is that?"
"Ahri." Everybody looked at me. "She's the most popular girl here." I'm not sure if I should say that I have her watching my back. The way that Xayah clenched her jaw didn't go unnoticed, and Jinx moved to hide behind me.
"Hey, hey, we don't need to kill anybody." Ekko put a hand on her shoulder.
"Maybe you don't, but I do." I stepped forward and gripped her arms before she could walk out of the room.
"Hey, relax. There's nothing to worry about." Both Xayah and Rakan looked at me. "You guys are great together. Do you really think that Ahri would change anything?"
"Sona!" Jinx ran to the door and tackle-hugged the musician, who, unlike me, managed to stay standing. Smiling and hugging Jinx, she looked up at me and made a one-handed gesture that probably meant 'hello'.
"It's turning into a party!" Rakan laughed. Xayah shrugged my hands off and glared at Sona when she gave him a once-over. She wasn't interested in him or anything. She was probably just confused.
"Come on, we better find you a shirt." Xayah gripped Rakan's hand and led him out of the room. Jinx let go of Sona so she could use both hands.
Do I want to know?
"Weird kind of friendship." I grinned, accepting a hug when Sona walked over. When she stepped back, she turned to Ekko, and signed some more stuff out.
I think I saw wind force walking around in the common room downstairs. His jaw dropped.
"You mean Janna?!" When she nodded, he bolted out of the room, a very confused Jinx shouting after him before following. Sona smiled widely, until she looked back at me. Then she looked shy.
"That was mean." She shrugged.
What if I just wanted you all to myself? I tried to smile, but I just huffed.
"I thought you weren't interested in me that way." Sighing heavily, I laid on my bed and rubbed my eyes. How am I still tired? Sona sat next to me and started signing again.
I would be lying if I told you that I hadn't thought about it. That made me grin. After all, you and your siblings are some of the few people that can understand me.
"What about your band?"
I usually talk through music with them. Olaf doesn't have the patience, Kayle is usually busy arguing with her sister, Yorick creeps me out with how morbid he can get, and Karthus also talks to me through music, since we both write the songs. Sona gave a silent sigh. Mordekaiser does try his best, and I'm thankful, but he has a short memory for anything that isn't music.
"No wonder you always spend time here." She flicked some of her long hair out of the way and laid down next to me, head on my shoulder. "Or it could just be the fact that I'm good for hugs."
It's weird. You're muscular, but comfortable. I'm… not sure what to say to that. You're also one of the only people who doesn't look at me like I'm an object.
"Would you like me to beat those people up?" Sona's body shook in a form of a laugh.
That might take you a while.
"I've got time." We laid in silence for a few minutes, just enjoying the company.
Can I ask you something? I nodded. Who did you sleep with? I inhaled too quickly and started choking on the air, sitting up and clearing my throat.
"I- What- Where-" Sona pushed herself up and laughed again.
Your eyes look different than usual. You also have a mark on your neck. Her fingers brushed it when she stopped signing. Don't worry, I don't judge.
"I'm sure that you'd like to gossip, but I'm not saying anything." I saw her raised eyebrow. "No, it wasn't the person I like."
So, you just like sleeping around? I pushed her off the bed.
"Don't say stuff like that!" Sona was smiling as she pulled herself back up. "I've been called a whore before, I don't like it!"
I wasn't trying to say anything like that. Sona got up and pulled me to my feet. Come on. Let's go for a walk. Then you can vent to me about it.
"Or you just want to gossip." Still smiling, Sona held my hand and pulled me out of the room. "Alright, alright. Let's go have a fun day."
I need more plot. I suck with plot.