I place my bag down beside me ready to begin class. I hear them joke about me and call me queer. Damn bullies. Beside me sits another guy, a fairly kind one too. He yells at the bullies to leave me alone.

Peridot never liked fire. It was dangerous and reckless and definitely not something she'd ever fool around with, her mother always told her never to play with fire. But somehow a soccer game and a science class seating chart pulled her into the fireplace, where she sat despite her mother's warning. She should have known. But she couldn't have. Because in the end, Amethyst was a tube of watermelon jolly rancher flavored cyanide and Peridot was a candy addict. (Amedot high school au)