Red Queen One Shots

Second Time's A Charm?

Song above saved me 

Sequel to The Date

Last period couldn't end quickly enough. Each tick of the old clock that hung above the door was a steady comfort, the sound almost lulling me into yet another that hung above the door was a steady comfort, the sound almost lulling me into yet another nap. I doubt Ms. Trina would be happy about me drooling on my desk again, so I did my best to refrain from letting my drooping eyelids win.

Ten more minutes, you can do this, I whisper to myself.

Well I couldn't have been more wrong. That had lasted about a good ten seconds before I was softly snoring on my desk, not even giving a flying fuck. Someone taps my shoulder. At first I brush it off, then it becomes more insistent. "Stop it," I mumble. slapping the hand away. I heard an exasperated sigh to my left. Dammit, why couldn't he let me sleep? Actually the better question was if we worked at the same damn place, why was it that he was more well-rested than I was? Whatever he was on, I needed some of it.

His finger pokes my cheek repeatedly. Then he tickles my nose. Then back to tapping my shoulder. My eyes fly open in annoyance and I grab his finger deftly with my hand. Maven's blue eyes stare up at me, smiling as if he didn't care that I was contemplating murdering him. He didn't even flinch at the quick movement as this was becoming somewhat of a routine for us.

"Hello there sleeping beauty, welcome back to fifth period," he smirks. His eyes flick to his finger still locked in my grip. "May have that back?"

I let go with a sigh and sink back into my seat. With my arms crossed in front of me on my desk, I rest my chin atop them, letting my eyes flutter shut once again. "Leave me alone," I mutter sullenly. I was running on less than five hours of sleep and in no mood to be polite.

"You do want to get home sometime today, right?" he asks as he leans forward so that no one would hear us.

I crack an eyelid open, eyeing him with interest. "Yeah," I whisper. Was he suggesting some breakout thing? Cause at this point I was all for it.

"Then maybe," he continues, dropping his voice even lower, "you should stay awake so you aren't put in detention. That would be the third time this week. I assume that would have some drawbacks on whatever plans of mischief you have for tonight?" He said the words with such smugness that I wanted to slap him. He was right of course. Tonight was the Halloween dance at our school and I fully intended to wreck as much havoc as I could. Along with my trusty sidekick of course. Half of my tricks wouldn't have worked without Kilorn by my side.

I made no comment to that and he took it as a win.

"Do I get a part in whatever nasty prank you're gonna pull tonight?"

"What prank?" a voice at my right whispers, leaning in. I sigh even louder and look up, practically feeling as my eyes roll.

Maven grins. "Mare the trickster here always likes to end the year with a bang. And since the Christmas dance is pretty much cancelled this year, Halloween will have to suffice." He tilts his head sideways at me. "Usually this is her night to steal candy from kids but decisions, decisions," he sighs, tapping his fingers on the desk as he ponders aloud.

"Shut up Maven."

Of course he doesn't, continuing to prattle.

"Remember last year at the dance when instead of fake snow falling from the ceiling it was actually real snow? And when the censored version of the songs were replaced with the originals and the teachers were scrambling to fix it?" Maven says with pride. He jerks a thumb at me and whispers, "that was her and that weird kid who likes fish."