prinxiety one-shots

Fate

High school AU

Virgil's POV

I hate high school. That really won't come as a surprise to anyone if you looked around this place. You had the Jocks: the 'to cool for school' motto and super dumb, mindless idiots. You had the Preps: rich, popular and fanciful ones. The nerds: the smartest and very pedantic ones. The musicians: the ones who can't seem to stop making noise with any instrument, even a clicking of fingers. We have the theatre geeks: always singing or humming and being dramatic. Then we have the emo's. Well I might be the only one. I think. But when I say emo, I don't mean quiet, shy and moody dark teens, I mean, sure... dark teens sums it up but I'm only quiet because you don't plan a murder out loud. Joking, I'm quiet because I don't like to get involved with anything. Shy and moody? More like 'have any interaction with me I will make you mentally cry'. My friend Logan was a nerd, we met on the first year when we were forced to get to know someone and he was in one corner and me in another, despising the idea of talking to people. He doesn't understand emotions, but me? I feel almost every emotion? 'almost every'? I feel everything but love.

I opened my locker to put my bag in. But before I did I looked around for my friend. Not being able to see him I slam my locker and put the pin in. I walked along the corridor till I got to the first class of the day. I walked in and sat at the back in the corner and pulled some paper of the chest of draws next to me. I started to draw a forest where you couldn't see out of it, I then drew a shadow creeping out behind a tree and his eyes were probably the only pure white part of the sheet, the rest was black grey and just shading. The bell had rung just before I finished it. How early was I?

"Hey, did you draw that?" I ignored whoever was talking because who would want to talk to me, but I looked up to see who it was as I didn't recognise the voice or when they entered.

"I'm... sorry, you talking to me?" I asked, raising my eyebrows with surprise to see a boy staring at me while leaning on the desk to my left. He nodded rapidly, he was about to open his mouth to speak but Logan walked in and started speaking.

"Virgil! I've looked everywhere for you, how long have you been here?" he walked up to my desk that's when he noticed the kid next to me, lent on the desk with his hands supporting him up. "Salutations, I'm Logan, you must be the new student?" he held out his hand which the new kid kindly shook.

"Roman. the pleasure is all mine!" he let go of Logan's hand and looked at me. "and you are?"

"A complete no-one! Now back off." I hissed, he seemed taken back before giving a slight giggle.

"Feisty, aren't you." This kid was strange: he had this British yet still American ascent and seemed to wear a lot of white, red and gold. By gold, I mean the colour and not actual gold like around his neck or anything. His hair looked like fluffy, bouncy, melted chocolate; maybe even the foam bubbles on hot chocolate. He was attractive, but I don't go by looks when it comes to my attraction. I made a clicking noise with my tongue before going back to my drawing.

"His name is Virgil, and also you must meet Patton!" as if on cue, Patton ran in and grabbed onto Logan's arm and bounced.

"Logi, I saw the cutest cat ever! But I didn't stroke it, coming into school with a small allergic reaction would be bad!" Logan introduced Patton to Roman while I searched my bag. Once I found what I was searching for, I stood up and strode towards Patton. This action caused them to stop and look at me, I pocked Patton's nose and he giggled, once I removed my finger and put my hands in my pockets, on Patton's nose, was a glittery, blue, star sticker. He gave me the most warmest smile and his eyes were filled with care.