Band Geeks.

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Friday afternoon at Canterlot High was about as eventful as any other. The first four periods of the day would often fly by, as teens tapped their feet under tables and drummed their fingers against desks in anticipation for the weekend. Unfortunately, however, that usually left the last three periods to drag in; torturous and mocking as tired eyes did their best to strain against the stagnant hands of the clock.

“God you’re such a virgin,” huffed Sonata Dusk from her current position atop Aria Blaze’s thighs.

Fortunately enough for the two teens, the school’s plethora of locker rooms were always vacant on Friday afternoons; they just had to be smart.

“Will you shut up?” Aria bit back, using her hand to pull the bluenette’s mouth against her own once more.

This afternoon in particular, however, it was widely-known that the school’s female netball team would be away, out of town, visiting one of their rival schools to take them on in this year's qualifiers.

Sonata pulled back to run her hand through Aria’s hair and guide her mouth to the smaller girl’s neck. “Maybe if you stopped acting like a pussy and actually got me off, I would consider it.”

Of course, this meant that the school’s PE department would be significantly short-staffed, due to the missing sports co-ordinator and the requirement of faculty supervision for the team. It meant that the majority of classes had been given those periods off instead. For Sonata and Aria it meant having the locker rooms all to themselves. The purple haired girl growled and sunk her teeth into Sonata’s skin, eliciting a satisfied hum from the girl above her. Sonata’s white tennis shoes squealed against the vinyl flooring as she adjusted herself on Aria’s lap.

“You’re the worst.”

“No, you are,” she squeezed down on Aria's shoulder as the older girl pressed a kiss to the base of her ear. Okay. Maybe sometimes Aria knew what she was doing.

Aria reached up from where she had perched her hand at the crook of Sonata’s neck to slip into her hair, pulling it free from it's high ponytail and slipping the uniform, red scrunchie, around her wrist. Sonata invited Aria’s tongue into her mouth, teasing the other girl’s bottom lip between her teeth as she pulled away before crashing against them once again. And again. And again.

Aria huffed, her chest heaving, and she cupped Sonata’s face. She relished the feeling of gentle lashes fluttering against her cheeks. She breathed the other girl in and held her there, wrapping her arms tightly around Sonata’s waist, trying her best not to wrinkle the fabric of her cheer uniform. She smelled of peach and Aria wasn’t sure if it was from her perfume or her shampoo, she just knew she loved it. She loved the heat. She loved Sonata— not that she would ever admit that aloud, of course. But she knew she didn’t have to.

Sonata clung to her with desperate hands that soon travelled up towards Aria’s neck, and stroked along the other girl's jawline with her thumbs. Aria let out a content sigh and allowed the other girl to press her into the wall at her back. After last time, they’d made the educated decision to choose a bench against the side of the room, lest they… repeat their mistakes from before. The ground really didn’t look that hard and cold. Looks can be deceiving, Aria had discovered.

The heat radiating from Sonata’s body forced itself into every crevice of Aria’s being until she could feel a familiar burning bubbling inside her chest. Her breath hitched as the smaller girl moved to press her lips against the base of her ear. As Sonata shifted, leaving open-mouthed kisses across her skin, Aria jolted. The familiar, ear-piercing cry of the end-of-day bell resonated throughout the locker room, startling both girls enough to pull away from each other and press a calming hand against the center of their own chests.

“Oh, fuck off.” Aria groaned, irritated and flustered.

Sonata clasped her hands behind Aria’s neck and smiled. “I can keep going if you want?”

“Mhhhh…” She hesitated in contemplation but resigned to shake her head. “No. I can’t, anyway,” she moved to stand and Sonata climbed off of her legs to allow her to adjust her clothing. “I have band practice today and they need me to teach the new members dynamics.”

Sonata rolled her eyes and crossed one leg over the other, pulling her hair over her shoulder and pushing the bangs from her face. “Oh, that’s right, I almost forgot.” Aria paced back over to the other girl after collecting their bags from where they had been thoughtlessly discarded by the door, setting Sonata’s small, white backpack on the bench beside her. “Here,” she slipped Sonata’s scrunchie from her wrist and held it out for her.

She eyed it curiously, tilting her head with an arched brow. “What? Do I look ugly with my hair down?”

“That isn’t what I said, idiot,” Aria scowled. “I can’t have people asking me where I got it. It would be embarrassing if people found out about our little... meetings.”

Sonata knitted her brows, glaring up at the other girl incredulously. “Excuse me? I’m vice-captain of the cheerleading team. What the hell do you have to be embarrassed about?”

“Uhm,” Aria looked askance for a moment before narrowing her eyes. “You’re joking, right?” Sonata folded her arms and swapped legs. “Well, to be blunt, you’re an idiot.”

Sonata gawked, eyes wide, sputtering out nonsensical defenses and half-babbled insults. “Just because I’m bad at some subjects doesn’t make me an idiot. I’m just not good under pressure.”

“Right. That’s why you have the GPA of a grade-schooler whose best class is lunch. Let’s face it Sonata; you’re just… too stupid. If people knew we were hooking up—”

“—dating.”

“—dating, what would they think of me?”

“Hmph!” Sonata stood and slipped her arms through the straps of her backpack, snatching the scrunchie from the other girl and walking past her to tie her hair up in one of the locker room mirrors. “I might not be able to do Pythagoras, but with my credentials, I'm pretty much guaranteed a full ride to college.” She tightened her ponytail against her head and tossed her hair before turning her head from side to side to inspect her work. Once she was satisfied, she turned back to glare at her girlfriend and jabbed a finger into her chest, “So stuff that in your trombone, and blow me.”

Aria stood dumbfounded for a moment and desperately followed behind the other girl as she left the room. It didn’t take a lot to catch up, but Aria did allow herself to hang back just a bit to appreciate the smaller girl from behind. Aria chewed on her lip.

“So practice ends at 6 but I can probably get away early. Is your mom still away on that spa-retreat thing?”

Sonata nodded and slipped her fingers into Aria’s, the taller girl giving her hand a little squeeze. “Yeah. She left this morning, so I have the house to myself for the weekend.”

The invitation hung in the air and Aria sheepishly scratched at her cheek. It didn’t take very long to get from the gymnasium to the auditorium, and once they had arrived at the band room, Aria toed at the ground with her shoe. “So I’ll see you at 5?”

Breathing out a teasing huff, Sonata leaned up to press a kiss to Aria’s cheek. She pulled back with a small smile and clasped her hands behind her back, teetering on her heels a bit as she turned to leave. With a wave, she blew the other girl a kiss goodbye. “See you at 5.”

Author's Note

sonaria nation rise up

also, yes, I'm aware that the Canterlot High colors are blue, white and gold but those would look ugly on a cheer uniform so i made them red yellow and gold instead :9

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