In your arms - Wanda Maximoff

Classic

People paving the way for you as you walk around the halls is something you would have never expect specially since you're only about a week in this school. You saw your new found friend, Natasha leaning next to your locker talking to a blonde girl you don't know the name of. 

"Hey," Natasha greeted you as you walk closer to your locker. 

"Hi, Good morning," You smiled and open your locker to put some books you just brought for subjects later on. 

"This is Carol my friend and Carol this Y/N, she's new to the school."

"Hello," The blonde, which you now know is name Carol says. She's not wearing the uniform everyone else is wearing. She's in school jersey and shorts, so it's safe for your to assumed she must be in the sport's team. You replied with a simple "Hi." 

"We were just talking about the party, Pietro invited you by the way," She casually said with a bit of confidence in her stand. You recognize the same vibe from Natasha, they both aware of what they are. 

"uhm-" before you could even answer for yourself, Natasha beat you to it, "She'll come." 

"See you at the party then," The blonde jogged out after waving nodding her head to the both of you.

"I don't know about the party, Nat." 

"You don't wanna miss the welcome back party hosted by the Maximoffs," 

"Maximoffs?" 

"Yeah, Wanda and her brother," 

"Oh, she have a brother." 

"Twin to be exact, you have to go. Here text my number," The red girl snatch your phone smooth like a trained assassin to text her number before she decided to made her exit and go to her own class. 

Your parents would probably allow you to go since they trust you enough to know your limitations besides they really like the idea of you having friends possibly because they feel guilty that they have to dragged you along and force you to leave your friends behind. 

Entering your first subject in class you noticed that everyone are pretty much inside, your talk with the student president probably made you late for a minute but the teacher did not mind as she remained seated skimming through paper works. 

Making your way to the only seat available you noticed that the girl you would be seated next to is no other than Wanda herself. She hasn't seen you yet since she's talking to someone in the back, but you just know it's her. 

You made your presence known to her when you sat next to her and she disgustingly looks at you as if seating next to you made her sick. 

With eyebrows both raised and her head tilted to the side, she asked, "What are you doing?" Which you reply in monotone, "Seating." You are aware at the daggers she's sending at the side of your face but you're too afraid to look.  

"I can tell, but why next to me?" 

"There's no place else," you said and paused for a second before adding "If it makes you feel any better I don't want to seat next toy you either." You don't know where that came from or the courage you had to be able to say that. 

"There is actually," You follow her gaze and it landed on the broken chair so close to the trash can, you shook your head aggressively. There's no way she's gonna make you seat there, not when you're seating at a very decent chair now. 

"Okay, you made your choice," She said smiling. Phew. That was way too easy and it only took you a minute to question the authenticity of it.  

The lesson proceed and you did not hear anymore from Wanda. The teacher was discussing how the grade system would work and that you would be assigned a partner who would be your partner for the whole school year.