WoF human AU (Discontinued, being completely remade)

Triple Threat

Peril sat half asleep with her feet on her desk, her chair leaned back as far as possible. She glanced around the room; Boring classmate, boring classmate, boring classmate, Turtle, boring classmate, boring classmate, annoying teacher, yadda yadda. 

"Peril." Mr. Hivtur cleared his throat "Id suggest paying attention, there's a test tomorrow."

"Id suggest getting better glasses, the board says its on friday."

The rest of the class snickered and Mr. Hivtur sighed, "I'll be right back..." He stood up and walked out of the classroom.

Peril chuckled to herself. "Peril 1, Mr. Hivtur 0." She sat up and checked the clock, only 3 minutes left in the period.

Mr. Hivtur walked back in, "You're all dismissed." He sat down at his desk and opened his laptop, likely to play flash games to relieve stress.

Peril stood up and checked her schedule, cooking class was next! That means time with Clay! She quickly walked out of the class with Turtle trailing behind her.

"Hey, Peril. You going to cooking class?" He asked, tightening his backpack straps.

"Yep, you?"

"Nah, I got gardening class, we're learning about cacti this session."

Peril shrugged, "Well, see you around." She called as he walked off. "Have fun with your prickly stump plants!"

He laughed as he walked away, Peril knocked on the door to the culinary class and it swung open quickly.

"Hey, Peril!"  It was Clay who opened the door.

"Clay!" Her heart practically leaped from her chest. "I didn't know you would be here so early!"

"Well the sooner I get here the sooner I get to eat, right?" He shrugged.

"That's smart, like you- ER- so! Cooking!" She quickly covered her words, "What's the agenda for today?"

Clay gently grabbed her hand, making her have an internal freak-out, and brought her into the kitchen. "Its a free for all in here, we got another 'do whatever' day."

"Nice." Peril nodded, "So what are we going to make?"

"Hm..." Clay tapped his chin.

"Oh, what about spaghetti! We don't make that often." "And its romantic..." She thought.\

"That's a great idea!" Clay exclaimed as he grabbed a pot, "Lets-"

Clay was cut off by a scream, they turned around to see three mice running around the kitchen with food in their mouths.

"Someone get them out of here!"

"How did they get in?!"

"Where's the knives? Where's the knives?!"

"Don't stab them! Just get them out of here!"

Peril looked at Clay, but he had already ran up to the mice and scooped them into his arms.

"What are you doing?" Peril ran up to him and glanced around, everyone else was either having a panic attack or looking disgusted, Peril glared at them.

"Lets bring them outside, its the right thing to do." Clay walked out towards the woods on the edge of campus with Peril trailing behind. They watched as the mice ran off.

"I think I need to wash my hands now." Clay chuckled awkwardly.

"Definitely," Peril Shrugged, "I'm still open for hugs though."

Clay laughed "Lets wait for after I wash my hands."