One word writing prompts: SIL

Word Ten: Visitor [r]

WE BRINGING BACK THAT CUTE COUPLE I HAVE YET TO NAME

BUT WITH A TWIST

DUN DUN DUNNN (Yes I have named them but that's not the twist)

Tw: Idk a lesbian (warning for homophobic ppl which I hope your not) ALSO HORRIBLE ROMANCE AHHHH IM NOT GETTING BETTER SORRY

Third person pov: 

Songs I listened to:

https://youtu.be/Zb3LHI-sG84?si=-fiZ2Mv_cQ1_iy1s (only a little tho)

https://youtu.be/RIsjlnISd3k?si=QQdIkJ-TQuNRQesI

https://youtu.be/VHkvxVrJpHg?si=oFBEMN8DefFmASzF

--ш--

They sat together, enjoying each other's company. They were doing schoolwork together.

"Science doesn't make sense."

"I know. But you need to pass this exam, or else your parents will take away your phone."

He slumped onto the table, pouting. She laughed a little, nudging him.

"Don't worry, that's what I'm here for."

"What would I do without you?"

"Not have your phone."

He sat up, nodding. "True. I'd have gotten my phone and history books taken away by now."

Their groupmate, who was very late, showed up.

"Sorry Laena, Kasem. I has a class before this."

Laena smiled, acknowledging her presence. "Sit down, Samantha. We've started work."

Samantha smiled nervously, taking a seat across from Laena.

Kasem didn't like the way Samantha was looking at her. Even though they weren't even together, he felt a certain protectiveness over Laena.

Laena didn't really like Samantha. Samantha was a huge gossiper, and spread rumours without knowing the truth. More often than once, Kasem had been the victim, because he was the quiet kid, and barely anyone knew anything about him. However, she had to play nice, because her father always told her to get along with people as much as she could.

Samantha felt that she was being excluded from this, that the atmosphere had changed drastically once she arrived, but she decided to ignore that fact. "So, what have you guys done?"

Laena turned her book around, showing Samantha the progress they'd made while she was away. Kasem lay his head on the shoulder of the girl beside him, earning a squeak from the Armenian.

"ของฉัน. (Mine.)"

She laughed nervously, trying to ignore the boy on her shoulder, feeling the warmth from him spread throughout her body.

"Լավ, շնորհակալություն. (Ok, thank you.)"

Samantha glared at Kasem. He returned the glare ten-fold.

"Ah, so you've made it to there. Can you share the slides with me?"

Instantly, a message pinged on her device. Samantha looked down, seeing that Kasem had shared the slides, allowing with a message.

Really? :P?

She looked up, seeing Kasem point out something on his screen. Laena looked over. While reading, her expression changed, and she started to giggle a little.

Samantha wished she had that kind of impact on her.

"Այսքան անհաս մի եղիր! (Don't be so immature!)" She snickered, nudging him playfully. Gasping loudly, he returned the shove. She almost fell off, but he caught her hand first. Pulling her up, he seemed to be laughing about her sense of balance, or lack thereof.

Samantha felt like she was watching a telenova, like she wasn't even present.

As retaliation, she lay her head on his shoulder, and he froze up. She laughed, while pink dusted his cheeks. They looked like those drunk couples Samantha saw on the street, who had too much alcohol and now were too affectionate.

Samantha huffed, turning away from the sight. Affection made her sick to her stomach, especially when it was her crush and her crush. Besides, weren't they supposed to be doing work? Couple of hypocrites.

She slammed her device closed, startling both of them.

"Can you two please focus on the work? We need grades for this exam, you know?"

Embarrassed, Laena tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "ներողություն... (Sorry...)" Samantha melted. She couldn't stay mad at her.

Kasem's grin soured, and he glared.

'This isn't over,' his glare seemed to say.

'No, it isn't,' she replied.

--ш--

HEHEHE WHAT 2/3 IN ONE DAY

I THINK IM LIKE

DRUNK ON WRITING OR SMN

SORRY FOR THE WEIRD ROMANCE THING AHHHH