Lumity Oneshots

Doubts

By: flowersandskeletons256

Amity presses her thumbs together, leaning forward with her elbows on her desk. A textbook sits beside her, untouched for the past three discussion topics, and a pencil rests idly between her fingers. The abomination professor drones on at the front of the room. Were it any other day, her attention would be on him as she diligently took her notes, but not now.

To her right, Luz carefully draws more glyphs in her notepad for future use. Her tongue sticks out the corner of her mouth, and her eyebrows draw together as she finishes another. Amity thinks it's the cutest thing she's ever seen. She watches Luz from the corner of her eye and tries her best to make her staring look like anything else. She counts her lucky stars that the human girl is so fixated on her drawings.

"Miss Blight!" the professor barks. Amity snaps upright and drops her pencil off the side of her desk. The entire class turns to look at her, Luz included, and her face becomes hotter than the surface of the sun. "Is my lecture not interesting enough to warrant your attention?"

Amity swallows hard. "No, sir. I'm sorry."

The teacher narrows his eyes. "See me after class."

A chorus of oohs goes up from the class. Luz stares at her quizzically. Amity sets fire to the paper of the boy closest to her and effectively silences all of them.

She forces her eyes to stay forward for the rest of the period. While everyone else leaves, she clutches her books like a shield in front of her and goes to face the professor.

He raises an eyebrow at her. She clenches her jaw. "You haven't been paying attention in class lately," he says. "What is going on with you? You're always a model student."

"I know, I'm sorry," she says. "I've just been distracted."

"Yes, I've noticed. You're not very subtle, Miss Blight."

Her face goes red. "Y-You have?"

"Yes, I have." He pauses, and Amity's stomach turns over. "You're nervous about the exam on Friday!"

Amity feels a weight lift off her shoulders. "Right! The exam! Yes, I am very nervous about that."

The professor laughs. "With your grades, you don't have to be. Study like you normally do and you'll do excellent. As long as you pay attention for the next few days, that is."

"I will. Thank you."

Amity spins on her heel and all but runs out of the classroom. Pinching the bridge of her nose, she lets go of a heavy breath. She can't imagine the embarrassment if her teacher of all people had outed her crush.

She looks up and is greeted with wide brown eyes. "Amity!"

Amity squeaks and falls on her backside. "Can you stop doing that?!" she snaps.

Luz flashes a beautiful bashful smile, grabbing Amity's scattered books and offering a hand. "Sorry about that," she laughs. The sound lifts Amity's heart. "I just wanted to wait for you. Getting held after class is usually my deal."

Amity sighs. "It's been a long day." She reaches for her books.

Luz pulls back. "I'll carry them for you! Sorry again for scaring you."

Turning aside, Amity hides her red face. "It's... fine. Thanks, Luz."

"Of course!"

Amity starts down the hall with Luz bouncing along beside her. She keeps her head down, hiding her blush and avoiding Luz's little glances in her direction.