Fandom High

1 - Adora

Fandom High is typically a busy place. With jocks like Achilles, Adora, Rayla and Soren, cute nerds like Claudia and Callum, edgy kids like Scorpia and Nico, future doctors like Will and Patroclus, and intellectuals like Odysseus, you're bound to have some drama. Oh, and don't forget total assholes like Agamemnon, Paris, Hector, and (sometimes) Catra.

Normally the balance is precariously maintained, but some huge shit just went down.

"Did you hear about Paris?" Adora asked as she set down her lunch tray at their table. (By their she meant herself, Achilles, Patroclus, Briseis, and Soren).

"Honestly I could care less about his drama." Said Achilles. Their table used to be the dumb jock table, until Achilles migrated and brought over Patroclus, and by extension Briseis. You never saw Achilles without Pat, or vice versa. They were super close. It was the schools wild speculation that there was something going on between them, however it was never really talked about at their table.

"Yeah, but did you hear what he did?" She persisted, earning an exasperated eye roll."Hey Adora, in case you care, I'm like, not friends with anybody in their hemisphere!" He gestured wildly with his fork, almost taking Patroclus' eye out."Yikes, sorry Pat."

The victim shrugged and smiled. With his coffee-with-cream skin and dark chocolatey curls, it was no wonder Achilles was desperately in love with him. Soren looked up from his blue plastic tray."I'm on the football team, and I heard that Paris banged Helen." Briseis, who had been quiet up until this point spoke up.

"Tea." Pat snorted and shoved her with his shoulder. She grinned and returned the favor. According to the duo, they tried to date once in the sixth grade. It lasted about thirty minutes before they decided that was gross and they only loved each other platonically, much to Achilles delight.

Adora scanned the cafeteria, looking for a familiar purple head. Glimmer wasn't hard to spot in a crowd, especially when she was with Bow, which was always. Even at her insistence they refused to sit at her lunch table, since they weren't so fond of Achilles. Nobody knows why.

Her eyes caught on a white haired head among the crowd. Rayla was an odd mix of jock and anime fan. She was on the track team, but insisted on naruto running everywhere. Since she was the second fastest besides Achilles, the coach decided he could stomach her weird obsession in order to dominate at track meets. Adora never really talked with Rayla, but as far as she could tell she was pretty cool.

She had two twin birthmarks like spikes coming down from the corners of her eyes. She had been known to color them in blue when the mood struck her. With a thick Scottish accent she was known as being pretty eccentric. Adding on to the fact, Soren and Rayla absolutely detested each other. Ever since Rayla beat him in a wrestling match he decided it was his personal mission to make her life hell. So far, he hadn't succeeded.

She spied Nico Di Angelo talking with Will Solace and blushing furiously. Nico tried to be edgy but failed extraordinarily, since every time he spoke to Will he turned to Jello and disintegrated into pure atomic energy.

Claudia, Soren's sister, was sitting at a table alone reading a book. Looked like she had inherited their shared brain cell today, Adora thought. Soren nudged her.

"Who are you looking for?" She shook her head and kept scanning the cafeteria, trying to find her friends."Probably looking for Catra!" Achilles snorted. Patroclus swatted him on the back of the head. Achilles put on his best pout."Why? It's true!"

Pat rolled his eyes and shook his head, even though he was smiling. Those two. Briseis leaned across the table to snatch some of Adora's fries."Seriously, though. Catra?" Adora blushed furiously and shook her head vehemently. Her and Catra... it was complicated. They went to elementary together at Horde, but Catra chose her new friends Scorpia and Entrapta over her.

She couldn't really think about Catra in coherent thoughts, so she shook her head."Glimmer and Bow, but I can't find them." Bri shook her head."I heard Glimmer got sick and went home early." Adora shrugged. She would probably be fine. She got up to dump her tray and bumped into someone.

"Hey! Watch where you're-" said a familiar voice. She turned around to see two differently colored eyes staring into hers, eyes wide with shock.

"...going." Catra finished, almost unconsciously."Um, hi Adora." Adora blushed and fumbled, scraping her tray into the bin."Hi Catra." Scorpia came rushing in, dragging Catra off by the arm. Catra met her eyes again, a strange gleam in her eye. Longing? Regret? Adora couldn't tell either way.

She cleared her throat and ambled back to their table, where they all were staring at her."What was that?" Asked Soren. Adora shrugged."I bumped into her. No biggie." Briseis pinched her forefinger and thumb together on the bridge of her nose."You guys were slobbering all over each other." Patroclus nodded sagely.

"Yeah. You guys should just elope already." Adora swatted at the comment like a fly, rolling her eyes."Like you can talk, Patrick." Patroclus was obviously very confused."First of all, not my name. Second, what?" Briseis nudged her best friend in the arm with her shoulder."Patroclus, Pat, Patrick, Poptropica, my main man, my dude, my homie. How can you be this dense? You just got accepted into med school. What exactly do you think she's talking about?"

"Bri, stop! Watching them pine is almost as entertaining as watching them make out!" Patroclus stood up with an indignant huff."Why are you my friends?" Adora grinned."Cause you love us!" He rolled his eyes and walked out. Achilles followed. Soren called out after them.

"Have lots of good private time!" The last thing they saw before they were completely gone was Achilles flipping the bird at them. The table deteriorated into fits of giggles. Adora was glad. Hopefully they gave up on this nonsense with her and Catra. She wasn't ready to think about that just yet.