bakerstreet | Let's go back to school

Let's go back to school

HIGH SCHOOL AU MEME

✐RULES
• Leave a comment with your character's name and fandom.
• They are now a part of Alternate Universe High! Student, teacher, janitor, what-have-you, you can decide on the spot or vary with your threads.
• Optionally roll the rng for a number between 1 and 12. This will be your prompt for your thread, though you are more than welcome to do whatever you want with things!
• Have fun!

✐LIST
⑴ Before Class | Need to copy that smart kid's homework? Or maybe you want to surprise that certain someone with something on their desk! Either way, the bells have yet to ring, so you have free reign!

⑵ During Class | Time to listen and pay attention! ... Or you can text and pass notes or whatever. Just don't get caught!

⑶ Lunchtime | ... Oh, gross, cafeteria food. Sounds like the prime time for a food fight! Or perhaps you were hoping for something more peaceful?

⑷ After School | Extracurriculars! Are you part of a school club? A sports team? Study session? Procrastination? The possibilities are endless!

⑸ Detention | For whatever you did (or didn't) do, you now have to serve some time for the school. Have fun with that.

⑹ Holiday/Break | The countdown begins! Is Halloween fast approaching? Are you excited for the summer sun? Or are you absolutely pumped for that week-long break? Suddenly, it seems as if nothing will get done...

⑺ Prom/Homecoming/school dance | DRESS TUXEDO CORSAGE LIMOUSINE DATE-- prepare to freak out until the event! Because it is SUPER IMPORTANT!

⑻ Teacher&Student | Need homework help? Or perhaps you just need a voice of someone that isn't your friend. Either way, it's time to explore this dynamic

⑼ Drama Drama Drama | HE SAID THAT SHE SAID THAT HE CHEATED ON HER FOR HIM WHO IS ACTUALLY STRAIGHT FOR THE GIRL WHO IS A LESBIAN AND DOING STUFF WITH THE PRESIDENT

⑽ Fight Fight Fight | FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT

⑾ Spirit Week | Do you have enough school pride to dress like Lady Gaga (or whatever) during Spirit Week?

⑿ High School Romance | So much doki. Sooooo much doki. Do you want to confess? Ask someone out for a date? Or something else entirely? Just don't do too much PDA!

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Niall is out of class early today, and for once it isn't because Reynard wanted to meet him somewhere.

It's because of Robin.

He's hanging by the entrance idly, watching people trail out through the doors and along towards the main gate, waiting for the right person. He's made sure he's just out of sight from the inside, after all it wouldn't be good for Robin to spot him and go out another way.

Which means by the time he does, it's too late.

He half-trips Robin, puts a hand on his back to keep him moving and falls into step with him as he forces him along.

"Keep walking."

It's, idle -- devoid of either friendliness or danger. Like he hasn't just jumped Robin without warning and instructed him to act normal, like he's just idly saying hello.

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Oh, what now? Robin bites back his first instinctual response of 'what the fuck are you doing?' and takes a few steadying breaths, walking along with Niall as naturally as he can manage with his back going stiff as a board at the other boy's touch.

"Was there something you wanted?"

"Just a moment of your time, if you don't mind."

Although the insistent hand on his back says that Robin doesn't really have a choice in this. Niall just guides him along and out the gates calmly. A nice little walk, nothing to worry about.

"I'm afraid we've never really had the chance to talk properly, I thought it might be time we had a little chat -- do you not think?"

Of course he minds, but he's not going to make a big deal out of it. Part of him kind of feels like Niall has a bit of a right to come wanting a chat, after all.

And if you don't mind, he's going to be a little worried anyway.

"I suppose."

He shrugged a little, really wishing that Niall would take his hand off of him.

"I'm glad you suppose --"

And as soon as they're clear of the gates Niall whirls him round, slams him back against one of the pillars. He holds him there with a hand in the middle of his chest, head tilted in some mixture of curiosity and irritation.

"Robin, is it not? From Cardiff. You're quite the little siren, aren't you?"

Of course he knows his name, he's just idly pretending Robin isn't as important as he might think. It's hard to tell if siren is an accusation or merely an observation, but there's something ambiguously uncomfortable about it all the same. Like he feels threatened, even if he's outwardly keep himself blank as he can.

He grunts as his breath is knocked out of him, and looks down at Niall with 'what the hell is wrong with you?' written all over his face.

"Yeah, and you're Niall."

You know, so we all know who we are and all that.

"And I don't know, last time I checked I wasn't luring any sailors to their deaths."

"Good to know my reputation proceeds me, I'd hate to waste too much time on introductions."

He gives a humourless smile, apparently not considering it much of a joke at all.

"Spare me your weak wit, please. If you know who I am you'll know why am I'm here, do not be coy. It hardly suits you."

Robin hadn't considered it much of one either, but he is honestly a bit confused about what this whole discussion is actually about, even if he has a sort of general idea of why Niall might want to seek him out like this.

"Actually, I don't have a clue what you're here for. Blame my weak wits."

He refrains from mentioning Rey and the fact that the two of them have talked about Niall, because he has a feeling it wouldn't actually do him any good to say 'I did ask if you were his boyfriend' right now.

"Do you not? Well, then I suppose this might take a little longer Mr. Weak Wit. Reynard."

It's clue enough, he figures, and Niall doesn't entirely believe he was completely without a clue at any rate. He tugs Robin off the wall, holding onto his shirt still.

"Pick a direction and start walking, you've earned yourself an escort."

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Might as well start walking homewards, he supposed. Not like Niall couldn't find out where he lived anyway so it felt stupid to just start ambling in some random direction.

So he starts walking, jaw clenching in annoyance over the fact that Niall just doesn't let go.

"Rey, huh? What about him?"

"Funny, that was my self same question for you."

He shoves Robin a step, lets go finally and falls into pace with him as he pats himself down for cigarettes.

"Don't run or I'll make a game of pushing you down the stairs every time I see you. Just talk."

Talk about what? Well, let's try not to make the creepy dude even pissier than he already is.

"I'm another person that he makes out with? Not like there's a shortage of those."

He shoves his hands down into the pockets of his jeans, absently kicking at a stone that comes in his way mid-step.

"He'll get bored of me eventually, and you'll still be his best friend."

He shields his cigarette as he flicks the lighter, takes a slow drag to cover his reaction and sighs a cloud of smoke.

"Is that really what you think? He's interested in you. Doesn't normally spend as much time with his passing fancies."

He gives Niall a sidelong glance, wary of this offered information. Is this some sort of trap?

He shrugs, trying to not let the words affect him, tries to not smile at the idea that the other boy might be right. This is so not the time for thoughts like that, so he pushes them down.

"You're the one who knows him."

Niall narrows his eyes at Robin, suppressing his irritation. Clearly Reynard has worse taste than he realised. It's not even remotely intelligent. Some dreamy, pathetic, romantic creature.

"Aye, that I am. I've known him since I can remember."

Tapping his cigarette he idly works his jaw, turns to step in front of Robin and cut him off.

"Reynard can look after himself, there's no doubt about that, but if you wrong him he won't need to. There'll be nothing left of you to get a decent ID from."

He doesn't care that Niall is very serious about what he says, and probably very capable of carrying his threat out, he still has the urge to roll his eyes because jesus fucking christ.

"Yeah, I'm sure he'll be real grateful for that. Now get the fuck out of my way."

He has some thinking to do, see, about wether or not it's worth risking getting attacked by a creepy little sociopath if he displeases his... whatever Reynard is.

Niall just blinks, doesn't move -- because if Robin isn't going to act like he's taking it seriously than he'll just have to make sure he is.

"He probably won't be. Which is hardly the point. This is a warning. Tell me you understand it, learn some manners and then I might get out of your way."

Okay, deep breath, god this is so fucking awful. He just wants to go home, lock his door and curl up in bed for hours and listen to music pretending the world doesn't exist.

He gives Niall a tired, pleading look.

"I get it, I really do, okay?" His voice is low and sincere. "If I ever hurt him, and I don't intend to ever do that, I'm dead meat. Now please let me go home. Please."

"Thank you. Wasn't so hard, was it?"

Niall inclines his head in acceptance and steps out of the way, taking another drag on his cigarette.

"Go on then. Just make sure you remember that."

"I will."

And he heads past Niall, feeling how his entire system just starts shutting down.

If he can go to school tomorrow it'll be a miracle.

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Let's go back to school

I will not.

I'm shocked!

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Robin no why

BECAUSE HE IS STUPID??

Sob.

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