four eyes | claire standish ✅

twenty two

Claire's free hand plays with Angel's fingers mindlessly. Angel would react, but her focus is strictly on slowing her breathing and heart rate. Her focus is turned to something else as her ears perk up, loud groans coming from the ceiling.

"What's tha-"

"OH SHIT!!!" is yelled out, the ceiling giving in as someone falls onto the second floor. Angel sits up in her seat, as does everyone else, wondering who it is.

They see John walk down the steps, dusting himself off. Everyone stares with a shocked expression. John doesn't seem to notice, responding with, "I forgot my pencil," before walking towards the five, and grabbing his pencil.

"What the fu-" Angel is cut off by Vernon's yelling. John moves swiftly, hiding underneath Angel and Claire's table.

Vern walks in, fuming and confused. "What in God's name is going on in here? What was that ruckus?" he questions.

"What ruckus?" Brian wonders.

"I was just in my office and I heard a ruckus!"

"Could you-- describe the ruckus?" Angel wonders.

"Watch your tongue young lady, watch it!"

A loud thud and groan are heard from Angel's table. Angel instinctively knocks her hand on the table a few times, pretending to make a beat. Andrew and Claire add onto it as well, hoping to distract Vern.

"What is that? What, what is that, what is that noise?"

"What noise?" Andrew asks.

"Really, sir, there wasn't any noise..." Claire trails off before gasping loudly. Angel lets her eyes drop, noticing John's hand trailing up Claire's inner thigh. Forcing her eyes up again, she winds her leg back before kicking. A short scream of pain is heard before both Angel and Claire begins to go into a coughing fit. Everyone follows in suit.

"That noise? Was that the noise you were talking about?" Claire questions, ending the coughing session.

"No, it wasn't. That was not the noise I was talking about. Now, I may not have caught you in the act this time, but you can bet I will. I will not be made a fool of!" he declares. He lets a moment pass, allowing everyone to see a toilet seat cover stuck to his pants.

Once the door slams, half of the teen laughs. Claire and Angel let John out from underneath the table, but not without a wave of slaps to the back.

"It was an accident," he states.

"You're an asshole."

"Sue me." He stops in front of Brian before saying, "So, Ahab... Kybo Mein Doobage..." Brian lets a sigh pass his lips before he pulls out the pack. John takes it before walking to the back of the library.

 "You waistoid! You're not gonna blaze up in here!" Andrew exclaims. Claire watches him walk away before turning in her seat. She turns to look at Andrew, who shakes his head. Her sight then turns to Angel, who sight is on her hands.

Claire sits in her seat for a few moments before getting up. She wraps her fingers around Angel's wrist, pulling the girl up from her seat to follow John.