[Baby X Ballora One-Shots]

The Wrong Message [Part 1]

I don't know about the top song but I really like it. Your choice if you want to listen to it.

"Why are you always so fucking hard to work with?!"

"Why are you so fucking controlling and bossy all the time?!"

"It's not my fucking fault nobody knows how to fucking handle you if we have to work together as a team! And I'm not fucking bossy, don't say things like that!"

"Things like what?  The fucking truth?  Because I only fucking state what's fucking true, and it's true that you're fucking bossy!"

"Argh!  I swear to fucking god if we weren't in school I'd fucking kick your ass, you blind ass ballerina!"

Aaaand they're at it again. Yes Blake Ashur and Loran Denzar, or better known as Baby and Ballora, we're arguing once again. It was a typical Friday, and on this Friday our two hotheads were grouped together for an assignment that was for their History class. The assignment was that they had to research several history people and create a slideshow explaining each person and what they did to make them so well known. Or some shit like that. 

They were originally supposed to work in pairs, but since the two arguing at this very moment insisted that they work with at least a few more people, it became a group assignment.  And it proved a good idea, because if they didn't have other people to hold them back, the two would ripped out each other's throats before their first working class period was over.  And the other classmates were glad as well, since they had more friends to fuck around and slack off with, since each group consisted of four students.

"Girls, do I have to send you two to the office, again?" Mr. Fitzgerald asked, looking over his glasses at the bickering pair.  (Idk, I like glasses. fight me..)

"No sir.  I'm sorry for our behavior.  We'll be sure it won't happen again." Ballora replied, bowing her head as she glared at Baby from the side.

"Yeah. Sorry teach, what she said."  Baby said, clearly noting that it was a lie, and that it was indeed going to happen again. 

"Thank you.  And with that, class is almost over, so pack up your belongings and get ready to head to your next classes.  Don't forget that you can regroup at one of your group members house to continue this project so you can be ready when we have our first peer review two class sessions from now."  He said, putting his hands together and addressing the entire class as chatter began to arise in other groups, discussing where they would be meeting up for their project. 

"Whose house are we going to meet up at?" Flynn Fletcher, otherwise known as Foxy inquired, looking at the rest of his group for answers, as he was placed in Baby's and Ballora's group.

"W-We could go t-t-to my house!  I-It's not that f-far from here!" Frazier Dysel, or Freddy, suggested, raising his unoccupied hand; he too was in their group.

"Sure, what's your address." Baby asked, pulling out her phone to take note of his answer.

"I-I'll show you on th-the way there! We c-can walk there f-from here!"  He said excitedly.

"Alright, I'll call my mother to let her know I'll be at a friends house tonight.  I'll meet you all at the front gates when school is over." Ballora said, swiftly walking to her next class without giving her group mates a second glance.

"Sheesh... Always so proper, stuck up, and cold.  I wonder what her friends are like.  If she even has friends. I'd feel bad for the people she hangs around with if they have to deal with a prick like her." Baby scoffed under her breath as she turned to walk to her next class.

"That's harsh. If she heard you, what would she say?" Foxy asked.

"Like I care what a prissy bitch like her has to say." Baby grunted, sparing a glance behind her at Ballora's back before walking onward.

But what she didn't know, is that Ballora heard her. Every word...

Hehe... To be continued my dudes.

It's short, I know.  I'm sorry!!! TwT

Don't kill me plz...