PTX Oneshots

Right Left AU 2

"I hope you brought your own fork."
"My lunch was a sandwich."
"...Oh. So... We're sharing one then?"
"I could just get one from the cafeteria. It's no big deal."
"No, it's fine. Here, you know what, take the whole thing."
Kirstie's eyes widened and she looked appalled at the very thought.
"What? No! It's your food. Come on Avi, be reasonable."
She looked down at her stomach and huffed.
"I should probably lose some weight too."
Avi cocked his head.
"I don't think starving yourself is the answer."
She made a dismissive gesture with her hand.
"Honestly, what good would an egg sandwich do?"
She caught a glimpse of his sad defeated face.
Whether or not he was trying to beg with his big green eyes, it cracked her and she gave in.
"Okay, fine. I'll have a bite of it. Yes, whatever, I'll have two! Just stop making that face!"
He grinned and his features immediately lit up.
"Suck up." She mumbled, taking the sandwich out of her bag.
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They all had music together, since the two Lefts were taking it as an elective.
Scott and Mitch didn't have to go anywhere thanks to their little "date", but by the time Kirstie and Avi arrived Kevin was poring through their latest piece with interest.
"How was the test, genius?" Avi snorted, smacking him on the shoulder playfully.
He cocked his head to the side before his eyebrows shot up in realization.
"Uh, the test, yeah, it was good. You know.... Being a Left and all..."
He laughed a little weakly.
"His morality doesn't allow him to lie." Mitch snickered, leaning on Scott's shoulder as he scrolled through his camera roll.
"Mitch!"
"You weren't fooling anyone, Kevin."
"Maybe I was! Now we'll never know for sure!"
"You weren't fooling anyone, Kevin." Kirstie echoed with a smile. He slumped a little, defeated and looking a little pathetic.
The class president went up to the front, onto the platform in front of the blackboard.
"I got a text from our teacher. He won't be showing up for class, so we're expected to work on our projects on our own."
There were a few nods of acknowledgement and a 'yes mom' here and there before she went back to her group.
The class had been split into groups of five a few weeks prior and expected to make a unique cover from a given list of songs.
By the time their odd group got to the front the only one left was Lean On.
Mitch had made a sarcastic comment on the wide variety of choices they had been offered.
They had determined that, given they had one of each voice type and a beatboxer, they could pull off an Accapella cover. Then Mitch was given the lead and Avi and Scott got into an argument over whether or not he should do it since the song was sung by a girl and they had a girl.
Scott retorted by saying Mitch was a girl, both Kirstie and Mitch looking at each other in an awkward silence.
"So where were we?" Kevin said in a loud voice to collect the group's attention after Mitch began aggressively arguing with Kirstie on why cats were better than dogs. She wasn't listening, not because she was stubborn, but because she had heard this same argument 561 times before and it really wasn't anything new.
"Uh, we finished the first chorus, right?" Scott blinked.
"Yeah, yeah." Mitch yawned lazily, stretching.
"We're already ahead of the game. Can we just chill today?" He whined a little, latching onto Scott's arm who stiffened at the sudden contact before he relaxed again.
Kevin shook his head. "As the fifth wheel here, I'm obligated to make sure you four actually do work."
"Fifth?" Kirstie questioned, tilting her head.
"Well, with you, Avi, and all the tension between you two, I think its safe to say that, yes, I'm a fifth wheel."
Kirstie covered her face with her hands and mumbled something into her sweater sleeves while Avi had to look away from the group to hide his blush.
"Aw." Scott sniggered. "They're blushing."
Then Mitch piped up again.
"So... Break?" 
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Much to Mitch's disappointment, they spent the period arranging the second verse. It didn't take nearly as long, but he still found the job tedious.
Avi had reasoned that they might get in trouble if they were caught slacking off, but Mitch argued that it was the Right wing and nobody would care.
They had to part ways as they exited, but they chose to stay a while since they were dismissed early.
"What's your next class?" Kevin hummed, flipping through his binder.
"I have Art, Mitch and Kirstie have Literature." Scott said cooly, a slight undertone of sadness audible in his tone.
Mitch gasped.
"Baby, no! I don't want to leave you!"
"Me neither, Mitchy." He pouted, hugging him.
"You two?" Kirstie swiftly asked.
"History, I think. Kevin? Can you confirm?"
"Yeah." He responded.
"History? So, the stuff that lives on the bottom of the sea?"
"No, dear. That's Biology." Avi smiled, patting her shoulder.
"Oh. That's kind of hard to mess up, isn't it?" She laughed at herself awkwardly, embarrassed.
"Yep." He grinned. "History is a series of events that took place in the past."
"So... Last year was history, right?"
"That's right."
The just smiled at each other for a few seconds before Kevin coughed.
"Earth to lovebirds, we've gotta split up now! Avi, you especially- we have to get to our wing in... 6 minutes."
He murmured a quiet curse under his breath, his hand leaving her shoulder.
She felt a sudden lack of warmth.
"Let's go, Kirstie." Mitch said heavily, slipping away from Scott and snaking his arm around her shoulders.
"You're seeing him in an hour. It's not like you two are breaking up." She said as she caught him watching him leave.
"Kirstie, when you fall in love, you'll understand that a minute apart is like a week and an hour is like a year."
She looked down and smiled.
"I know." 

Sorry if that ending wasn't really satisfactory! I've got school on my back and I still have to work on that Valentine's day project. I hope you guys like it!

And hey, it was louissyndrome_ 's birthday yesterday! Go tell her she's awesome!