
@croccin-champagne
"Oh?"
"Oh?"
“Wait no, today is expose who’s a homophobe day. Tomorrow is avoid the classes with homophones.”
"Fine, but you know what the best way to do that is?" She asked, dragging L in the direction of the math classroom.
“If you start making out with me during class I’m actually gonna hurt you.”
"Dammit. There goes plan b."
She rolled her eyes. “Later, babe.”
"Fiiine. But I'm holding you to that." Rook took a sharp turn reminiscent of the one into the McDonalds, dragging L into the classroom.
L stumbled slightly but managed to stay on her feet. There were luckily still two desks in the back.
Rook skipped to the back and waited for L to sit down, plopping her legs up on her lap. "Blegh."
L just rolled her eyes but let her legs stay where they were. “Time for homophobe test number 2”
The teacher, an evil-looking crone, slapped a yardstick against her desk with a loud crack, making Rook jump.
“Oh here we go…” L grumbled under her breath. This lady seemed like an evil harpy that would give them a hell of a lot of trouble.
"I don't like her." She whispered as the lady started rollcall. The name on the board was ironically Mrs. Harp.
L actually wheezed quietly when she saw the name. She elbowed Rook, “Rookie! Her name….I can’t” she started laughing quietly.
Rook managed to squeeze out a 'maybe' when her name was called without laughing, but received a sharp glare.
L suddenly grew serious realizing this lady was definitely just gonna be a shit about her name and pronouns.
"Luna MacMorrow."
Shit she was almost dying at this point. “Here. And it’s just L, ma’am…”
"Really. And that is the name your parents gave you, young lady?"
Rook had swung her legs down and was gripping the edge of the desk so tight her knuckles went white.
She stiffened up “it’s the only thing I’ll respond to ma’am” she replied coldly.
((god i hate writing homophobes
"I suggest you watch your tone, or you will find yourself sitting in detention."
((Oof mood. That’s like when I do LGBT rights for a school project and I cry reading through all the homophobia))
She scowled at her, she hated this lady. “Sorry ma’am” she replied sarcastically.
((i wrote a speech on lgbt discrimination and the amount of times my mom came into my room wondering why i was screaming in frustration oof
Rook made to stand up, muttering about kicking ass.
((Totally Haven’t had panic attacks over all the anti-gay policies :’)
She really just wanted to let Rook beat this lady into a pulp but then again…beating up a teacher would land them in some heavy shit. “Don’t bother. She’s not worth it Rookie.”
She froze halfway out of her seat, slowly sitting back down. She met the teachers eyes and bared her teeth in a threatening smile, grabbing L's hand. "Fine."
Mrs. Harp huffed, continuing rollcall.
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