POV: Vi
I huffed and rustled in my bed, so I was lying on my side. I was trying to get comfortable, but nothing worked. It was hot, and my brain wouldn't shut the fuck up. I was so jealous of those pilties and their air conditioning. The lanes didn't even have breathable air, but they got cool and breathable air where they lived!
Whatever.
Before the rant, I was...
Thinking.
I usually never thought about things this hard, but she's stuck in my head.
It made me want to- want to just punch something!
URGH!
I took the raggedy, flat pillow that was under my head and shoved it over my face.
Why was I thinking about Dina so much? Just... why? She rocked my shit, and now I'm supposed to like her? I don't get it... Should I get it? I'm supposed to be the toughest! Me! Vi! I should be mad about it! I should show her just how tough I am... In fact... I should- should ask for a rematch! Yeah! Or... Something! But here I am... Just... thinking about her. Thinking about how cool she is, and... about how fucking tall she is. Damn... Dina literally towered over me, and I couldn't help but feel a little nervous when she got close... And I think I liked the way she makes me feel... The more I think of her, the more I realize that I actually want to be near her... and...
STOP!
JUST FUCKING STOP!
Now you're rambling, Vi!
I didn't know what to do.
What the hell was I going to do?
I took a deep breath through my nose and tried to calm myself down.
I needed to sleep.
Such an idiot...
That was my last thought before my eyelids closed, and I drifted off to a world that hopefully didn't contain the girl that was haunting my every waking thought.
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A month passed, and I was starting to...
Really like it here.
I still had nightmares about the bridge.
About the flames that took away everything.
But I have a family now.
A rag-tag group of people who don't have a lot in common except being orphans. Yet, those same people seem to actually give a shit about what happens to me, and that is surprising. Vander is like a father figure, Mylo and Claggor are like my brothers, and Powder is my sister.
And Dina...
My thoughts still drifted to Dina.
Fucking Dina... and that... damn stamina and prowess she has.
Speaking of, each time we'd spar, I made sure not to attack her like I did before... I've been paying attention, I've been learning... but now we seem to spar to get our excess energy out. I knew she was a good fighter, but I didn't expect to lose when we fought, even the ones where we weren't even going that hard. It was just every time...
And I really mean...
Every.
Single.
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Romance(Vi x OC x Caitlyn) _________________________________________ Dina grew up in the Lanes Her Dad was the Hound of the Underground. Vander. Her mother was from Noxus, but was killed by enforcers. Those vey same enforcers who orphaned the children her...
