Twelfth Night | Reylo AU

Five

Rey was slumped in her chair, sipping her coffee as she listened to the excited chatter of students around her.

"Rey!" She heard one of her classmates say from the seat next to her. "Today's the day we get the full script! Aren't you excited?"

In all truthfulness, Rey was not excited in the slightest. In fact, she was still sulking after what happened at the party and was rather dreading getting up on stage with Kylo. Rey wasn't angry at him; he had every right to fuck that gorgeous girl, but that didn't mean she wasn't jealous. Why was she jealous? That's what puzzled Rey the most. She'd only met Kylo less than a week ago, yet she found herself rather fond of him. This wasn't like her at all. She'd never fallen for a guy who she was pretty sure hated her guts and wanted absolutely nothing to do with her. Usually, it was the other way round. So what was it about Kylo Ren that made him so special? It sure as hell wasn't his personality... that man had about as much charm as a plastic bag.

Rey was quickly snapped out of her thoughts by a hand waving in front of her face. She turned her head to see her classmate who she almost forgot was there.

"You need to stop zoning out while I'm trying to talk to you!" The classmate said in a jokey manner. Rey didn't even know who this girl was, yet she still gave her the time of day, when the only person she really wanted to talk to was sitting on the opposite side of the room.

"Oh, right. Sorry." Rey said, shifting in her seat to sit up straight. "Um, yeah. Of course I'm excited! Don't I look it?"

The girl opened her mouth to speak, but was cut off by the loud boom that was Professor Robson's voice.

"Right, class!" He shouted over the buzzing of voices in the classroom. "Glad to see you all here this morning. I trust you're all excited to read the full script! I bet you're itching to get out of here and rehearse your parts already!"

A few scattered chuckles.

As Professor Robson handed out the scripts, Rey sensed someone sit down beside her. She turned her head to see Kylo, who had his head rested on his palm as he straddled his seat.

"Good morning." He said, studying Rey's facial expression.

Rey stared at him with furrowed brows. "Morning."

"Are you sick?"

"No..." Rey said, narrowing her eyes at Kylo. "Why do you ask?"

Kylo grinned and took a long sip of his coffee. "Because you look it."

Rey could tell he wasn't being serious, but that didn't stop her from batting the coffee out of his hand, causing it to spill down his shirt.

"What the fuck!" He shouted, leaping out of his seat and wiping himself with his sleeve.

"Oops! Sorry about that." Rey said blandly, holding back a giggle. Luckily, nobody else in the class seemed to notice Kylo's sudden outburst, so he rushed to the corner of the classroom and grabbed a paper towel, drying himself off.

Rey watched as he stormed back to his seat next to her.

"You're lucky my coffee was cold, Miller." Kylo seethed, pointing a long finger in her face.

Rey's eyes trailed down to the large brown stain on his white shirt, making it very difficult to take him seriously. "It was an accident."

"You better watch out, I won't hesitate to-" Kylo began to say, but was cut off by the Professor, who was speaking once again.

"As you've now all been given the script, I would like you to rehearse your parts in your free time." Professor Robson said, clapping his hands once together. "Rey and Kylo, you two will obviously have to rehearse together."