Solangelo Oneshots

Snowday

Nico's  POV
Great. Just what I needed to happen today. Getting snowed in and stuck in the worst place on Earth. High school. Here I am, locked in Hell with 700 demon kids. Just how I wanted to spend my Friday night! How did you guess, universe? You're too kind. Take back this gift, I insist. Take. It. Back. I do not want to be cooped up in a cold, dark building with hormonic nightmares.

We're all called into the cafeteria. Since 700 people wouldn't fit in here, I assume the others are in the gym. Ugh. Why would anyone ever want to do manual labor for fun? Just like, do they go home and say, 'Gee, today wasn't hard enough. I need to add more discomfort to my life. I know! I'll tear my muscles in half so they'll get bigger!' Like, why? Why would anyone subject themselves to that? I get being fit for a reason, like if you need to lift heavy boxes for your job, or run fast to escape people on the streets asking you about the environment. But just for the sake of making life harder? I will never understand.

Sorry, I got off track there. As I was saying, many of us were in the cafeteria, waiting to hear what was happening.
"Students." The principal said from a makeshift pedestal. Her microphone screeched. "I'm afraid we've been snowed in. Trust me, I'm not any happier than you to be here. I can't believe this is my life. How did it come to this?" She stares off into the distance for a moment, a vague look in her eyes. "Anyway, we're all stuck here. Everyone is to remain in their homerooms. You may go to your lockers to get your stuff, but after that, only leave your homerooms when the teacher says you may. Understood?" She asked. The sounds of complaints and questions filled my ears. "Remember!" She shouts over noise. "Raised hands are happy hands! Quiet mouths are good mouths!" This did not make anyone quiet down, so the teachers began gathering up students and forcing them into their rooms. The only good thing about this is that they aren't separating people by gender or sex, so I get to be with Hazel. Snow beats heteronormative mindsets, I suppose.

"Kill me." I groan to Hazel as she rubs her forehead in frustration. If you didn't already know, being trapped in a room with a bunch of high schoolers is not fun. In one corner, there are the nerdy guys, playing this Dungeons and Dragons type game one of them brought to school for some reason. My friend Will tries to play with them, but he's soon kicked out of the game. "There's nothing wrong with always being a healer." He says angrily to the other people in the group.
"Will." One of the people says, "Either you chose something else for once or you don't play."
"If you can't accept me for who I am," Will says in a sad voice, "Then I guess I'll go. Times change. People leave. I need someone who will love me despite my desire to always be a healer in role-play games." He dramatically holds his hand up to his head like a swooning woman in an old cartoon. "Goodbye." He walks away, still standing in the pose he had struck moments earlier. I'm smiling at his antics when he looks at me, making direct eye contact. "Hello, Nico."
"Hey, Will."
"Can I hang out with you guys?" He walks over to us, not waiting for an answer, and starts talking.

We talk for hours. The situation we're in fades away. At some point, Hazel leaves to do something on her own.

Will and I talked about our lives and hobbies. We're already pretty close friends, but it's nice to talk about the more recent updates. Will's brother's YouTube video got a million views, so that's all Austin's been talking about for a month now.

"Did you read the new Finn Files book?" I ask. Will and I have the same favorite book series.
"Yes. I can't believe Canella." Will responds, "I love her but she needs to chill."
"And the love triangle. I used to ship Finn and Canella but now I kinda ship them with Xander? What's your favorite ship?"
Will looks nervously from side to side. "Us."
"What?"
"I mean, um, Finnella. OTP."
"No, what did you mean by that?"
"I mean, I ship them because they've known each other for such a long time. Ever since Finn knew they were part elf, Canella was there. Xander is cute, but he and Finn don't have any chemistry. It's just-"
"No, what did you mean us?"
Will sighs. "I like you."
"Thanks. I like you, too." I respond.
"No, like, like like." He says hands moving nervously with each 'like.'
"I like you, too." I say again.
"No, like, like like. Like, love like."
"Um, thanks? I like you too."
"No, I mean, like, romantic like."
"Yeah." I say, "I got that the first time you said it."
"No, I mean, like, I'm romantically and sexually attracted to you."
I sigh. "Yes, I'm telling you, I feel the same way."
"Oh." Will says, smiling at me uncomfortably. "Nice."
"Now kiss." Hazel's voice says from behind me. I turn and see Hazels standing uncomfortably close and holding her hands together in a heart shape. "Get to it you love birds!"
"Hazel, please."
"That's what you'll be saying to Will tonight."
"I'll be saying 'Hazel, please?'" I ask confusedly.
"You'll be saying, 'Will, please.'" Hazel says, raising her eyebrows suggestively.
"Why would— oh. Go away, Hazel. Please. I'm begging you."
"That's what you'll be saying tonight."
"Go away."