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firesidefantasy · 5 years

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burning (a school down) for you

honestly just some fluffy bullshit with some more bullshit piled on the top for a lovely, well rounded bullshitty experience. enjoy.

ft. the monster house verse, kenzi & harlow, and some concerned phillip

"you're human," he said, pacing back and forth across the cold, dusty room.

"yeah, last i heard," she said.

"you look human," he came to a stop in front of her. she scrunched her face as it was prodded and poked. "your ears look human. you can always tell a human by their ears."

"then what's the problem?"

"the problem?" he furrowed his brow and crossed his arms over his checked sweatered chest. "the problem is that humans cannot, and should not, be capable of burning their school down."

she smiled sheepishly. "oops?"

24 HOURS EARLIER

harlow stifled a yawn with her hand. voices continued droning on in the background, but she wasn't really listening as she picked up her black biro and continued to play noughts and crosses on the back of her hand. the clock ticked slowly, she swore it was a few minutes behind. next to her, a boy was playing solitaire on his laptop. in front, two girls talking about their weekend plans. harlow felt another yawn coming on as her eyes flickered closed.

and then her phone buzzed. she startled awake and sat up straight, clearing her throat as she grabbed her phone. harlow rubbed her eye with one hand and scrolled with the other.

come to the back stairs on fourth? why does she want me to come to the back stairs on fo- oh. french supply teacher. classic kenzi.

harlow stuffed her phone in her pocket and her notebook in her bag. the teacher barely looked her way as she walked out of the classroom.

friday politics was on the second floor, so harlow made her way up two flights of stairs, down a couple of corridors, and over to the back stairs on fourth. she grabbed a packet of crisps from a vending machine on the way. her mouth was full of doritos as she nudged her foot against her best friends leg and watched her jump right out of her skin.

"fuck, harlow," kenzi muttered, pulling the earbuds out of her ears and sitting up straight. she eyed the doritos in harlow's hand. "gimme one?"

"sorry babe, they're not vegan," harlow sniggered. she sat down next to her on the stairwell and grabbed another handful. "better luck next time."

"fuck you," kenzi muttered. she brushed a few strands of light pink out of her eyes and yawned. "today has been the longest day of my life."

"you say that every day."

"well i mean it today," she shrugged. "photography took six years off my life and this french supply is useless, and basically i don't know why i came in today because it's all been utterly pointless."

"isn't that just college, though?" harlow said through a mouthful of crisps.

"fucking pointless?" kenzi sighed. "yeah, pretty much. it's not like i even need a levels. don't know why i bother."

"cause your dad would be mad if you didn't?"

"maybe," kenzi shrugged. "i dunno if he'd care. toby's his real son, and toby's smart as fuck. i doubt i'll even pass my a levels."

"dude," harlow shoved her arm, "shut the fuck up. you're smart as shit, and you're way prettier than toby, so-"

"oh, shut up," kenzi smiled. "kai seems to think he's pretty."

"well i think you're pretty, and i'm smarter than kai."

kenzi rolled her eyes. "you're an idiot."

"you say that a lot."

"that's cause it's true."

"uh huh," harlow grinned. she stretched her legs out and let her foot fall against kenzi's, lightly scratching her leg with the side of her shoe. "i like your jeans. and that top. is it new?"

"don't think you can charm me into a good mood," kenzi muttered, smiling besides herself at the compliments. she adjusted the pink crop top and shrugged. "it is new. but today still sucks."

"that's valid," harlow said, "but at least you're crushing it in a cute new crop top. you're a girl, being hot is all that really matters anyway. didn't you get that memo?"

"oh yeah, right," kenzi rolled her eyes. "forgot about that. guess i'm just going to have to find a rich man when i fail all my a levels then."

"you know, i've always admired that about you, kenz. always looking on the bright side of things."

kenzi let out a long sigh and dropped her head onto harlow's shoulder. "today still sucks. i want to get out of here. college makes me feel like i'm drowning, sometimes."

"cause there's too much work? or cause you're constantly walking through mists of axe body spray?"

"both," kenzi smiled, closing her eyes, "definitely both."

"also valid," harlow hummed. she let her head rest on top of kenzi's and thought. "we can fuck off and find somewhere else to go. i don't have anywhere to be."

"you have another class after this. you're meant to be in class right now. i'm just a bad influence on you."

"you're hot though," harlow shrugged. "and politics is hardly a class anyway. more of a colossal waste of time."

"what isn't?" kenzi muttered. "are you sure you want to skip? your parents won't kill you if they find out?"

"nah, they're pretty chill," harlow patted her leg and started to stand up. "come on. we can go hide in the arcade or the back of boardwalk diner. you love boardwalk diner."

"they do do really good salads," kenzi agreed, pouting as she got to her feet.

harlow shook her head. "i will never understand how your mind works."

"that's the dream, baby," kenzi blew a kiss, taking a few steps backwards and grinning at harlow, who was raising a hand to give kenzi the finger when she saw an older gentlemen rushing up the stairs.

"kenz watch ou-" harlow cringed as kenzi stepped back and knocked into the man, sending his papers flying all over the landing and his coffee spilling onto the floor. she turned around and started bumbling out apologises. the man fixed her with a glare.

"kenzi?" he cleared his throat and crossed his arms over his chest. "i don't suppose you're supposed to be in class right now?"

ten minutes later, harlow was back in politics. the clock was still ticking.

tick tock. tick tock. tick-

"harlow? harlow!"

she snapped back to reality.

"what?"

the woman sighed and rubbed the bridge of her nose. "what's the difference between the shallow green and deep green view on sustainability?"

harlow sighed and sat up straight. "i dunno. deep greens want a revolution?"

"yes, that's true. they believe a revolution is the only way to achieve sustainability. and harry- what do the shallow green's want?"

harlow sighed and slumped back down in her chair. she scratched at her hand and tugged at her jacket and watched the ticking of the clock.

tick tock. tick tock.

harlow's phone buzzed. multiple texts from kenzi, none of them particularly positive. she slumped deeper into her chair and hid her phone beneath the desk.

h: i'll get you out of that class dw

k: that guy's here again and he won't leave me alone i s2g i'm dropping out i can't deal with this shit

h: hang on ok i'll be there i promise

harlow rubbed her face. she hated that deep itching inside of her when she knew kenzi wasn't okay and there was nothing she could do. she scratched at her wrist and stared at the clock.

tick tock. tick tock.

she had to find a way out of there. she had to find kenzi a way out of there.

her hands started itching.

she had to get out of there.

harlow scratched at her palms. they burned, but the rest of her was freezing. her palms looked red. harlow stopped scratching. she didn't know what was happening.

the smell of smoke made her nose itch. a couple of classmates looked over. it wasn't until they screamed that harlow noticed the black smoke pouring from her notebook.

she jumped back and banged her arm against the wall. smoke started pouring from the crumbling wallpaper, flickers of fire emerging from her notebook, glowing light beginning to appear wherever she touched.

screams and an ear-piercing bell echoed behind her but harlow's world narrowed to the glowing red of her hands and the burning in her nose.

a hand on her shoulder herded her out of the classroom. harlow walked down the stairs without noticing that she'd taken a single step. her palms burned and now the door was on fire and smoke was pouring from that wall and her palms still itched and her eyes watered from the smoke. she paced outside on the concrete as crowds of teenagers pushed past her.

"harlow- harlow-" kenzi shook her shoulders. harlow blinked and the light around her eyes began to settle, kenzi's face coming into focus. she clenched her fists and stared.

"what's going on? i don't- my hands hurt-"

"i have no fucking clue," kenzi grinned, looking up at the burning building, "but i could fucking kiss whichever idiot did this."

harlow stared, "i'd be okay with that." she looked up at the crumbling building. "i'd be- my hands are burning. do you smell smoke?"

"sure. there's smoke everywhere," kenzi shrugged. "let's get out of here before we get stuck down with everyone else. you owe me the biggest ass salad the boardwalk can make." she grabbed harlow's wrist and pulled her away from the building.

PRESENT TIME

“wait- you started the fire?" kenzi walked further into the kitchen.

harlow shrugged.

"it appears so," phillip nodded, glancing hastily at his daughter. "and what have i told you about snooping?"

"how did harlow start the fire?" kenzi brushed past him. "she's- we're human. we don't start fires, unless you're keeping some massive ass secrets from me. are you keeping some massive ass secrets from me? i cannot deal with a repeat of the chocolate cake disaster."

"my hands were burning," harlow shrugged, sitting up on the counter top, "and then so was everything else."

"it shouldn't be possible," philip said with a clenched jaw. "i'm not quite sure what to make of it."

kenzi frowned. "the witches can't find out about this. nobody can find out about this-"

"i know, i know," phillip hummed. "i know. i have suzie on damage control. it's going to be fine."

"who knew one chick could fuck things up so bad, huh?" harlow swung her leg up to nudge kenzi's thigh.

"kinda iconic," kenzi muttered, watching her father begin to pace the length of the kitchen. she paused and then, all at once, she was standing between harlow's legs and pressing her lips softly against her best friend's. harlow made a surprised noise against kenzi's lips and kenzi pulled back before harlow could stop her.

"wha- what was that for?" harlow asked, wrapping her fingers in the pink fabric of kenzi's crop top.

"i said i'd kiss the idiot who burned down the school," kenzi shrugged. she leaned up and pressed her lips to harlow's cheek. "and i am nothing if not a woman of my word."

harlow grinned. "if i'd known all i had to do to get you to kiss me was burn the school down, i would've done it a lot sooner."

kenzi flipped her off.

harlow leaned down and pulled her in for another kiss.

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