Vinyl and Octavia: Juniors

Vinyl walked home listening to Excision. Head bobbing to the beat in her headphones. Completely unaware of the girl behind her.

“Wheeeywawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawa ooraahh wawawawawawawawawawawawawaawawawawawwawawaawawwawawawa gwaeee rorororororor graae rorororororor waaa rorororororororo roorroorrooorrooorro calm down excision.” Vinyl sang along to the song, when suddenly.

Crack!!!!

Vinyl was hit in the back of the head with a large text book.

“What the FUCK!!!” Vinyl screamed. Before she could turn around to see her attacker she was  met with a punch to the back of her head. Vinyl was then knocked down onto the ground.

What is it with me and getting hurt today!?!?! Vinyl thought. When Vinyl looked up she saw none other than Trixie standing over her hands balled in a fist, ready to attack.

Vinyl was now doubled over the punch having caught her off guard, Trixie however was relentless, and swung another punch towards Vinyl’s head. Instinctively Vinyl dodged the punch, by rolling over to the side, and countering with an uppercut to Trixie's neck. Trixie then staggered backwards coughing violently.

“You…little…” Trixie took a lurching step forward with each word. On the third, she swung, “Bitch!” With that Trixie fist had connected with Vinyl’s jaw line. The force of the hit knocked Vinyl back a few steps, she could taste blood in her mouth but refused to spit it out. Vinyl then turned around to punch back but lost balance. The blow felt too sluggish. Vinyl knew the second she launched it. Trixie smirked, and ducked under it. Before Vinyl could even register the dodge, a body shot to her ribs, sent fresh ripples of pain through her torso. She didn’t fall—she made absolutely sure she did not fall—but it was a lot closer than she’d have liked. In her old town, where she was more well-known, her reputation would have already taken a beating whether she won the fight or not. Vinyl ran forward and tackled Trixie to the ground like she had before. She straddled Trixie’s torso making sure her arms were pinned to her sides.

“Who’s the little bitch now?" Vinyl asked. Trixie could hear the venom dripping from her voice.

“Pleas not in the face!” Trixie yelled. Vinyl raised her fist in the air before forcing it down into Trixie’s face. Vinyl continued to do this several times. Until someone pulled her off.

“Let me go!” Vinyl yelled furiously.

“Vinyl that’s enough! Its over, she's out cold!’ Octavia yelled. Vinyl took deep breaths to try to calm herself down, and looked at Octavia, then at Trixie’s bloodied face.

“Come on get in my car before the police get here!” Octavia yelled running to her car, Vinyl running after. They both got in the car, Octavia put on her seat belt and waited for Vinyl to do the same, but she didn’t instead she said,

“What the fuck are you waiting for drive!” Vinyl yelled.

“I am not doing anything until you fasten your seat belt.” Octavia responded calmly.

“Are you serious?!” Vinyl asked. Octavia remained still both hands on the steering wheel, looking forward.

“You gotta be kidding me.” Vinyl muttered as she put on her seat belt.

“Thank you.” Octavia said with a small smile. Vinyl rolled her eyes. Octavia put the car in drive, and floored it.

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After Octavia was sure they were okay, she turned to vinyl, and spoke, “Are you ok?” she asked eyes still on the road. Vinyl took a           big breath before answering.

“Yeah….I think i'm ok.”

“Oh...Then in that case." Octavia smacked Vinyl in the back of the head.

“OW! Why?!” Vinyl yelled angrily.

“What on earth were you thinking?! I mean jesus christ Vinyl you've been here one day and you've almost killed someone!” Octavia yelled voice cracking.

“Hey she jumped me for crying out loud!”

“Still did you have to punch her so many times?!” Octavia asked.

“Yes! Yes I did.” Vinyl answered crossing her arms. She was about to put her arms on the seat, until she heard Octavia yell.

“Don’t even think about it!”

“Think about what?” Vinyl asked confused.

“Putting your bloody hands on my white seats.” Octavia responded. Vinyl looked down at her hands only to see reed where pale skin should be.

“Shit.” She muttered. “Moms gonna kill me. Hey Octy can I clean myself up at your place, I don't want my mom to see me like this?” Vinyl asked.

“First off, My name is Octavia not ‘Octy’, and second I suppose so.” Octavia said uncertainly.

“Thanks! I owe you one.” Vinyl said as she adjusted her seat back so she was laying down.

“HANDS!” Octavia  shouted.

“Hey, hey, chill look I didn't get any blood anywhere, look I'm putting  my hands on my stomach.” Vinyl said before drifting off to sleep. Octavia continued to drive in silence after that. Occasionally glancing at Vinyl’s sleeping figure.

She is rather fit isn't she? Octavia thought. The way she pinned Trixie to the ground with such strength. Octavia got a small chill down her spine. So barbaric, so savage, so...sexy. Octavia snapped out of her small trance after that thought, and the fact that she almost crashed into a tree. Fortunately she swiveled out of the way just in time. Octavia was now breathing heavily, she looked at Vinyl, only to see her still sleeping, but now snoring a little.

She sure is a heavy sleeper. Octavia thought. And cute too-WAIT! Stop it! She is not cute, even if there is a little bit of drool on her cheek, and her nose is twitching in the most adorable way-Stop! No. Of all the girls in the world you are not getting a crush on her. After Octavia finished her thought she put on some classical music to relax a little. She continued to drive listening to the music, and forcing herself to to look at the rode, and not Vinyl. After a few more minutes they arrived outside Octavia’s house.

“Alright Vinyl, wake up we’re here.” Octavia said.

“Mmmm.” Was Vinyl’s response.

“Come on Vinyl wake up!” Octavia said louder this time.

“Ngh, no stop.” Vinyl muttered in her sleep.

“Huh? Vinyl wake up-”

“NO! DAD STOP PLEASE!” Vinyl yelled.