Art class shenanigans
Luz rushed down the empty hallways, the squeak of her runners and her bated breath filling the air.
“gotta go fast” she whispered to herself quietly as she sped down hallways, a small giggle escaping her throat.
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“will she ever just shut up for fuck sake” Amity thought to herself as she watched the teacher swipe to another page on her powerpoint. She had just started the lesson but god was that woman pissing her off.
“Miss what does ‘Serrurerie’ mean and could you please repeat it again? i’m having a tough time understanding how to say it” Willow asked, smiling awkwardly
“Great question Willow! Serrurerie is the french word for locksmith and is pronounced seh-hur-lee!”
( please don’t come at me ik it’s probably wrong but i tried my best T^T)
“Ohhh ok! thanks miss!” Willow responses with a grin, the teacher smiled back.
Amity scoffed, “ew i’m gonna get a cavity from all this sweetness”
“Amity you will not show your classmates such disrespect in my classroom.This is a warning, if i catch you saying such rude remarks one more time your going to go pay Mr Belos a visit” The teacher said
“whatever” Amity grunted, and turned her attention to the clock above the door.
“So Willow, back to your question, Serrurerie is the most difficult to pronounce French word as it has, in my opinion, way too many unnecessary vowels!”
“a-d s- mo-ing -n t- -h-“
Amity started to tune the teacher out, she had enough of the class and she just wanted to go home.
She let out a huff, crossed her arms and sunk deeper into her chair, never taking her eyes off the clock,
“seriously??? it’s only been 10 minutes since we started? fuck off.” she though to herself, mentally giving the clock a punch.
She stared, not taking her eyes off the clock, when suddenly, she saw none other than Luz, her dumb english partner naruto run down the hallway? Amity rubbed her eyes, she must’ve imagined that right? Luz the quiet art kid, naruto dashing in the halls? no actually that does make a lot of sense.
stupid nerd, running around the halls like an idiot, shes obviously late to class by how fast she was running.
She turned back to the teacher, who was explaining the differences between male and female nouns and how occupations differ from each other.
“boring.” Amity decided and turned back to the clock.
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Luz rushed through the remaining hall, quickly running through the empty corridor. Classes flashed by her as she ran, she probably looked stupid but she couldn’t care, all she was focused on right now was getting to art class.
“SIRIMSORRYIMLATEIGOTCAUGHTUPINMYLASTCLASSPLEASEFORVIGEME” Luz said as she entered the art door.
The teacher stared at her in shock,
“Luz, it’s not that big of a deal, this is the first time youre ever late don’t worry about it” he said, smiling
Luz felt the pressure of being late being lifted off, and she smiled back.
She quietly got in her seat and took out her materials.
“You can’t sit here” Gus started
“actually megan i can’t sit anywhere i have” Luz continued
“hemorrhoids” they both said together, before starting to laugh their asses off.
“Good to see your still alive Luz! i heard you got paired with AMITY for your English Final, jeez”
“ugh Gus don’t get me started! i’m still trying to mentally process what happened! first we get put together, then Amity throws a fit and then she just walks straight out of class! like what????”
Gus nods along and sadly looks up at Luz before saying “oof” gently.
Luz sighed heavily, “I currently feel like Miss Keesha”
“Brutally murdered?” Gus asked
“yeah” Luz replied
there was a comfortable type of silence, the type that you relax in and want to stay in
“....”
“Don’t worry Luz! you just gotta imagine your Travis!”
“make her wait for it....” Gus started
“...and then BOOM!” Luz said, smiling
“Yeah!! you’re gonna ace this Luz!” Gus said
Luz chuckled
“Thanks Gus”