Catradora oneshot <3

Angel With A Shotgun (pt2)

(warnings: swearing, injury detail and suicide mention)

Adora's POV:

I enter the school with a smile on my face, strangely, all the anxiety I felt before has drained. I'm no longer worried. I actually feel as though I can do this. And I guess I feel secure, for once. I feel as though I don't need to worry. Now that I've met catra I feel like Im protected, like I'm... Safe...

"woah adora, you have a sudden glow today, what happened?" bow asks as we walk down the many corridors to our lockers.
"do I? I guess I just woke up on the right side of the bed today" I say, I'm lying, but I can't tell them about catra. She wasn't even suppose to tell me her name! I can't talk about her and risk getting her into trouble. Anymore than what she may be in from telling me her name anyway.

"well I guess your ready for our exam later? I wish I was as calm as you. I'm freaking out!" glimmer throws up her hands and bow nods in agreance. I laugh to myself.
"we'll be fine, we've spent so much time revising. We've don't all we can do on our part. What else is there that we can do?" we stop at out lockers and I start typing in my code. They both snap their heads in my direction.

"ok who are you and what have you don't with adora?" bow asks, his voice cracking. I laugh, louder this time.
"I guess... The angel on the shoulder has woken up" they stare at me, confused, but I turn to the other side of the corridor, noticing a certain girl leaning against the wall. She gives me one of her smug smiles and I smile back. Turning right back after to not raise so much suspicion.

"bow- she's finally snapped" glimmer not so quietly whispers to bow. I just rol my eyes and giggle as I grab out my notebooks.
"cmon guys, we gotta get to class"

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Catra's POV:

I follow adora and her friends to their school, feeling some strangely large amount of nostalgia, and I only realise why when we reach the school grounds.

'BM academy'

My old school... Where I.. Where-

I shake my head and chase after adora who seems to have a rocket up her ass. I'm invisible, I'm dead, it was ages ago. I'll be fine.
I make my way through the mass amount of hallways till we reach Adora's locker. I step to the opposite side and lean against the wall covered in random posters. I begin to read the others on the other side but don't pay to much attention to them.
When i look back at adora she's looking back at me. I give her my usual smirk and lock are gazes, as if to say
'your safe. I've got you'

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Damn I forgot how boring classes were! I've been standing at the back of this stupid little classroom for what feels like forever. I think I've read the stupid posters scattered about at least 200 times. Each.
The only good thing about this is that I can make funny faces towards adora and only she can see me. She's the only reason I'm here after all.

I sigh and wait impatiently for the bell to ring. After this it should be break and I'm dying to talk to someone. Someone that can actually talk back to me.
And as I'd the universe heard my prays the bell suddenly rings, indicating the end of the period. I practically jump, making adora laugh, and run up to her. Obviously she can't talk to me, she'd look like insane. But I motion to the bathroom door on the corner by her locker. Then I wait inside while she finishes her conversation with bow and glimmer.

I still think their names are dumb as fuck.

"ugh that class was sooo boringgg!" I groan and I flop onto the window seat.  Adora sits on the end and pats my side sympathetically while giggling. I smile.