Guardians of the Galaxy Descendants

Well, This Is Awkward

Gemma POV

It was all Bomb's idea, this party. I myself hate parties. They're too loud and everyone does stupid shit cause they're drunk and it's just horrible. PJ usually does this DJ thing but since he's out of condition till tomorrow it was passed to me. Being the daughter of Peter Quill has branded me as DJ girl for life, yay my heritage!

Naturally, I got bored being up behind a large booth rather quickly. Another thing I inherited from my father was his patience, or lack thereof. PJ is as patient as a cat, at least that's what Dad calls him. I personally don't know what a cat is. Apparently patience is Moms thing. Again, yay my heritage!

Anyway, so me being me got bored and decided to go check up on Bomb by the drinks. She was the daughter of Rocket Raccoon, so a tolerance for alcohol ran in her veins. When I approached the table I noticed Bomb wasn't alone. Aster was there with her. Now don't get me wrong, these villain kids right now are in as much trouble as we are with that bounty and all. I just don't like being around people who have the same DNA in them as those that tried to kill my parents.

That thought in mind I decided to interrupt the two of them in their conversation. I wasn't trying to be rude, I just felt like hanging out around a drunk Bomb more then a drunk Bomb and a villain. So when I saw Bomb fall over and Aster quickly carry her off I quickly pursued. Of course, the universe picked this moment to mess with me.

"Hey Gemma! I wanna talk to ya girl!" The slurred voice of Rand shouted. He looked mad but then again that's how Rand naturally looked drunk. It just seemed less drunk and more emotion then normal. Get what I'm saying?

"What is it Rand?" I asked agitated. I was itching to run after Bomb and Aster but Rand didn't seem eager to let me go.

"I know that you know about the lil con Quail and I've been pullin." Rand whispered. "I'd really 'preciate it if ya didn't say nothin bout that to your parents."

"Con? What con?" I asked. Rand smirked.

"Aw, Gem. C'mon, I thought those villain kids told ya all bout the whole GPA thing." Rand whispered. My eyes widened. So those villains were telling the truth! Who could've guessed that!

"I've gotta go." I excused myself from Rand who was already heading for another drink. Before I dealt with Rand and Quail I needed to find Aster and Bomb. As I walked past the lunch detention room I heard Bomb's voice. Quickly grabbing the handle I shook it hard to dislodge it and open the door.

When I opened the door I found Aster and Bomb.

On the floor

Kissing.

"What the f-" I started to shout as the two lept away from each other.

"I can explain!" Both of them shouted at once.

"You two better be able to explain this, cause it doesn't look good!" I exclaimed. What the hell was Bomb thinking? Her Dad would kill her if he found out she had a thing for a villain!

"This is not what it looks like!" Aster shook his head.

"Oh really?" I said sarcastically. "Cause it looks like my best friend and a villain kid making out while they're both, I'm assuming, drunk." I crossed my arms awaiting their pitiful attempt at making this look good.

"Oh, then yeah it's exactly what it looks like." Aster said. "Except I'm not drunk." He added.

"I find that hard to believe." I growled as I grabbed Bomb off the floor and pulled her out of the room.

"Hey! Gemma ow!" Bomb yelped. Ignoring her I kept pulling her through the crowd of kids until we were in the hallway.

"Are you insane?" I hissed at her. "My Dad said be nice to the villains, not show them what the insides of our mouths taste like!" I snarled at her.

Bomb rolled her eyes at me. "You're nuts if you think what your Dad said will scare me. I'm a big girl Gem! I can do what I want!" Bomb's breath stunk of booze and her body swayed on unsteady legs.

I held Bomb's arms in my hands. "I'm just looking out for you B. Villain kids are bad news." I explained, not that her drunk mind would comprehend but it was worth a shot. "I'm trying to think of what's best for you."

Bomb scoffed. "Yeah, that's the only reason you scare off all the boys who come after me." Bomb pointed her finger at me accusingly. I blanched for a second, shocked.

"What do you mean by that?" I growled.

"Simple. You punched the kid that was flirting with me when we were 12, you scared off the kid that called me hot when we were 14, when PJ almost confessed to having a crush on me you got upset, and now you're flipping about me kissing a boy."

I shook my head. "No B, you have it all wrong."

"Oh do I?" Bomb cocked her head to the side. "Cause I think that you still aren't over me. And I doubt that you ever will be." Bomb smiled that trademark grin of hers, the grin that used to make my voice catch. Now it only made me loose my train of thought but progress is progress.

"Don't think so high and mighty of yourself." I whispered harshly. "I got over our breakup long ago."

"Then why are you so determined to keep me single?" Bomb asked. "If you don't care about me like that anymore then why go to all this trouble to keep me free?"

I didn't have an answer for her, well I did really, just not one that she would like. Truth is, she's right. About me and my feelings for her.

Bomb brushed past me with a wobble in her step. "I'm going to ask Aster on a date." She turned to stare me in the eye. "I dare you to stop me." Then Bomb kissed my cheek and disappeared into the gym again.

I put my hand up and felt the spot from where it was still warm. It brought back memories, ones I knew would break my heart for good. So I didn't dwell on them and instead I decided to take a walk around the school to clear my head.

My walk soon turned into a jog, then a sprint and the next thing I knew I was
running around the school like Thanos was chasing me. I wasn't running from an enemy, real or imaginary, I was running from the feelings and the thoughts.

You see, just because we're hero kids doesn't mean we don't do our share of bad things. Like our weekly graffiti, or our 'when we get bored' petty theft, or even our alcohol. Our parents usually figure out the things we do and if they don't then their loss on a good laugh sometime in the future. But one thing they can't ever find out is about our 'other sides'. The side every teen gets during puberty. The sexual side.

Because if they knew the things we had done in that category, laughs in the future would be nonexistent. If Drax knew that Devin lost his virginity to an older Kree girl when he was 13, or if Gamora and Peter knew that when I was 14 I had done a stripper routine for the whole school, they would freak.

If they knew that PJ and Quail had done a 7 Minutes In Heaven in the closet, or that Rand, Bomb, and I had had a threesome they would probably blow their tops.

Out of all the crazy things we have done, the one I've never forgotten is the one I wish I could. Bomb and I dated. Not just a flip of the switch go out twice then have sex and break up kinda thing, no. I had real feelings for her, and I still do. I think I always will.

I know I'll always have feelings for her, which is why I'm going to stop her and Aster. I know it's a bitch move but I don't care. I'll do anything for Bomb, anything for the girl I love.