History just wasn't the same without Eddie.
Stella's brows had been furrowed for the last ten minutes as she stared at the board ahead of her in frustration. She could not focus. Stella didn't think she could focus if she tried. She wasn't sure what was wrong with her today. It wasn't like this was anything new for her. Stella had to avoid sitting by the window in all of her classes but that was easy. Eddie was in all of her classes and Eddie never sat by the window so, by default, neither did Stella. For whatever reason this year, Stella had history without Eddie, which made it that more difficult to pay attention. The window overlooked the street which made it perfect for people watching (which she didn't even care for normally) but it was mostly that it gave her that itch to run. And it wasn't an itch she could scratch. As if the tempting window view wasn't bad enough, having a class without Eddie made her eagerness to learn drop by about one hundred percent. She had changed a lot since meeting him in regards to education and it bothered her on some level but usually she didn't think too much of it. History was basically the worst this year for so many reasons.
"Hines, Baxter, I've given you multiple warnings to pay attention. Take your things and go to the library to work on this alternate assignment."
The teacher was definitely one of those reasons. Maybe it was just her but the woman seemed pretty fucking ruthless more often than not. Stella had lost count of said 'multiple warnings' because she hadn't thought anything would come of them. Here she was, though, being fucking sent out of class, and she was so angry all of a sudden. Somehow, she managed to keep it together by packing her bag in a huff and shooting glares at all the students staring at her as she approached the teacher. Some wore smirks as if not surprised that Stella Hines was being kicked out and she thought they deserved some kicking of their own. Stella snatched the paper out of the teacher's hand, barely just realizing that a second name had been called as she left the room. A voice called after her and Stella stopped, not noticing how fast she had been moving. She turned to see who else was apparently just as distracted as she was and was met by colorful hair.
Lucy (Stella assumed this was the same girl she had been chatting the other night with) laughed and Stella found herself smiling for the first time since that stupid class had started. Stella took her hand and shook it, "Stella. I'm kind of embarrassed I didn't recognize you sooner, with the... y'know." Stella gestured to her own head and then paused a moment to admire Lucy's hair in person. "Your picture didn't do it justice, no offense!" Maybe she'd learn some day how not to be tactless and rude. Stella nodded, continuing down the hall, assuming Lucy would follow. She was new and Stella figured she was still learning the campus. "Don't know why she thinks it'll be any easier in there, though," Stella said, rolling her eyes. At least Lucy sounded just as excited as Stella was. It wasn't often Stella got sent out of class to finish the work in the library, but on the rare chance it did happen with another student, it was either some dumb boy that wanted to ditch to hang out with his bros, or a girl that wanted nothing to do with her. Lucy had at least stuck with her this long.
And she was full of brilliant ideas.
"Ohmygod, yes" Stella almost shouted, stuffing whatever assignment the teacher had given her into her backpack. "You are a genius," Stella praised as she turned the opposite direction of the library and towards the doors that led outside, "just as long as we don't get caught by any hall monitors." Also known as students that had nothing better to do than to nark on their classmates. Stella had had plenty of run-ins with them and she was sure she was on some sort of list, to be honest. She was usually too quick to be given the actual reprimand slip but that of course meant they knew it had been Stella which was probably the one case in which her speed was her downfall.