freckles & constellations || teen sculder au

spooky

Scully's POV

    Dana Scully had managed to lose her life in the span of three weeks. She had to say goodbye to her friends, a guy that was somewhat close to a boyfriend, a house she had been able to call home and a city she would never forget.

    Now she was off to the middle of nowhere in West Virginia.
It was called Blue Ridge. A lame name for a lame town.
Driving into it for the first  time she realized it was going to be a huge change from her previous city, Chicago.

    The unpacking was the easy part but she was dreading going to school. The walk there was about fifteen minutes long which didn't bother her.

    In some ways the small town was comforting. Its tall pine trees gave the place a sheltered feel and the small river running throughout the town brought a sense of serenity.

She hated it.

    Her first class was Chemestry which was the only reason she was close to excited for the beginning of the day.

     She entered the classroom on time but the bell rang quickly leaving her stranded beside the teachers desk.A few kids looked at her strangely and a few boys looked her up and down making note of the body type they thought she had.

     One kid in particular coughed and pointed at Dana grabbing the teachers attention.

"Oh, I am so sorry for the wait. My mind was simply wandering."

    He shuffled through some papers looking back up at Dana who was by this point extremely uncomfortable.

"Right, Dana. Your lab partner will be Fox."

    The kids all snickered to themselves, except for one. He had large glasses,a sweater that was an eyesore, brown unkept hair, and black straight legged jeans. She made her way to the back hearing some kids whisper 'spooky'.
She sat next to him dumping her bag on the tile floor.

"So, Fox."

He corrected her quickly stating that he perferred 'Mulder'.

"Right then, well I'm Dana."

"Last name?"

She raised an eyebrow at him scribbling her name on a paper. He seemed like a freak.

"Scully, thats nice."

He smiled slightly and she glanced up at him momentarily.

"Thanks Mulder."

She liked freaky.

Mulder's POV

    Mulder had always liked science. He didn't have a knack for it, per se, but he loved the laboratories. Biology had been his favourite course last year, sophomore year. The study of life.

    Most of the other kids in class dreaded the abstract and visual concepts but, man, did it give him a rush. Science was a required course, as was arithmetic, history, and literature.

    This year, he got to choose a few more courses.  That left four other courses for him to pick from. Anyone who knew him wouldn't besurprised at the classes he decided to take:

Latin.
Psychology.
Astronomy.
Criminal Justice.

    Today in chemistry there was a new girl. She was pretty, dressed in a black form-fitting shirt that wastucked into military green skinny jeans which were tucked into black combat boots.

    She was obviously uncomfortable, so he gave her a small reassuring salute from his seat when the teacher pointed in his direction.

    The girl dumped her black backpack on the floor and dropped herself down into the chair bebeside him. He noticed she subconsciously crossed her arms when she addressed him.

"So, Fox-"

"I prefer Mulder," he corrected, adjusting his glasses slightly.

"Right then... Well, I'm Dana."

"Last name?"

    She probably didn't even realise the sigh she let out was audible as she wrote down her full name onto a scrap of paper, which he took from her promptly.

"Scully," he smiled, "that's nice."

Easy to pronounce and oddly fitting.

"Take out your chemistry journals, class. We're taking notes today."

    A groan emanated from the class, all except for the redhead next to him.
He might go so far as to say she looked excited.

Spooky.