Cluke: A Headcannon Fanfic

Claire is so done with school. She hates every single person in her class {minus her five friends}. She just wants to leave. She's been in school long enough.

It's the second week of school.

To be fair, it's been a hard week and a half. She already has three projects due Friday, her teachers hate her, and she only has ONE class with ANY of her friends. To top it all off, her school is majorly lacking in the cute boys department. Thank God this was her second to last year of high school.

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"Come on Lila! We have to get this done! We're so far behind and it's due tomorrow!" Claire was close to yelling.

"Geez no need to snap at me. I'm coming," Lila said, rolling her eyes.

Neither girl liked the other; Mr. Brian had assigned them partners. Their task was to create a periodic table of anything. They were given four days to complete it, which really isn't enough time, even for the most diligent workers. Because Mr. Brian was a heartless dictator, he didn't even let the groups choose their own topics. Claire and Lila lucked out, getting movies.

The project had all gone well until day three. Lila had decided that she was bored with it and didn't show up to the library after school, which was where they were supposed to meet to work on it. Claire was left there, alone, scrambling to get it done until 5:30 that night, two and a half hours after school got out. When she got home, she called Lila and insisted that she had to come to school an hour early so they could finish. They had been working surprisingly well until Lila's friend Ashley showed up. At that point, Lila kept trying to talk to her and it was really getting on Claire's nerves.

"You know what, Lila. I don't care. Just go. You're making it worse. Go talk to Ashley. Just leave." Claire shooed her away from the work table. She worked extremely hard, placing and gluing all the "elements" in their places. "V for Vendetta... Monsters Inc... Anchorman... The Fault in our Stars... To Kill a Mockingbird..." She mumbled to herself as she finished the table.

The bell rang, and she quickly gathered her supplies and rushed off to Mr. Brian's first period science class. He was collecting the tables as the class walked in the door, so Claire handed hers over and walked over to her seat in the very back of the classroom, with the window on one side and an empty desk on the other. As Mr. Brian droned on and on about something or other, her mind drifted off, and soon she was asleep, dreaming of a world that could never be...