Chapter 14 | class fight

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L woke up that morning groggy and overtired from his insomnia problems. And he almost missed the paper on his floor by the door, only noticing it when he almost slipped on it. Someone had slid a note under his dorm door, one made using cut outs of magazines to spell so no one's handwriting could be tracked.

Light wants to fight you. Watch your back.

He scoffed, of course Light wanted to fight him. What over this time? Test scores? He just sighed and tossed the note aside not taking it seriously. Light had threatened shit before but never actually acted on it, so L didn't think anything of it. He just got ready, went to breakfast and eventually headed to his locker to swap out some books for class. He has freak-onmics first. Not the most entertaining but better than doing trigonometry. What do you mean 'prove it's a triangle?' Look at it! It's got three sides and is vaguely triangle shaped!

When he reached his locker, he immediately noticed something off. Feeling his eyes water up a bit and his nose tingle. He sneezed before he could even reach out to open the door, and when he did he realised what that smell was.

Garlic.

As soon as he got a closer look at his locker he immediately jerked his hand away from it. It was covered in garlic oil.

Classy, cover the vampires locker on the thing that can kill them. Or at the very least make them very sick. All vampires were allergic to it, some worse than others. For some it was a mind sniffle and itchy eyes, for some it was full on anaphylactic shock leading to death.

"What's wrong? Don't like seasoned food?"

Fucking of course it was him...

L sighed and turned to face Light, who was obviously behind this.

"Classy. Cover the vampires locker in something that could kill him..." L sighed.

"Maybe I'll back off when you stop trying to become me" Light snapped.

L gave him a confused look, what the hell was this about?

"Huh? Why would I want to be you? You look like a high-school musical reject" L scoffed.

"You're texting MY girlfriend"

Ok now he was really confused, he didn't even have Misa's number. And he was hung up on you, why would he be talking to Misa?

"Excuse me? I don't even have her number? What are you on Light? Datura?" L asked.

"Don't play dumb with me, I know exactly what you're trying to do. First you take my spot as top of the class, then you try and steal my girlfriend and next you'll try and steal my spot on the casket ball team" Light scowled.

"What?! Light where are you getting this information? I literally don't even have your girlfriends number! I think I've talked to her once in my life and that's it. You can keep her, I want someone else"

"Liar, I've seen the messages"

Either he was lying to start drama, or someone had decided to stir things up and gave him false information.

"Show me. Prove it" L snapped.

Light sighed angrily and grabbed his phone, pulling up apparently real screenshots. L just laughed, there was no way that was him. He speech patterns and writing style was all off, he didn't talk like that at all. While he'd admit it was a good photoshop, it was definitely not him.

"When have you ever heard me call someone babe? Darling is way cuter thank you" L snickered.

"Don't give me th-"

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