You sighed as you stared at the screen. It was that time of year and the biology class was covering dissection. Honestly, you couldn't care less and found the whole thing a huge waste of time. A movement of the corner of your eye made you perk up.
Antonio who was sitting next to you, had a huge grin on his face. Well not that the cheerful Spaniard looked any different from usual. He always did succeed in making you smile though, so when he pointed at the screen and mimed his own entrails being taken out, you had to bit your lip to keep from laughing.
Antonio's mouth hung open in faked horror as he stared at his 'cut' stomach and 'bloodied' hands, then he rolled his eyes to the back of his head and slumped in his chair. A giggle escaped you and he smiled in success.
The teacher snapped at the two of you, making you sit upright. Your neighbour merely shifted closer to you, his hand covering his mouth as he whispered to you. "Hey chica, I'm wondering, where did he keep all that, I mean those intestines of his just keep on coming!"
You snorted, looking away from him as you tried to stifle your laughter. After that the teacher kept a close eye on you, clearly telling you that you were going to get into trouble.
Luckily for you, Antonio grabbed your hand and made a dash for it at the end of the lesson, but you knew it was only a matter of time. Might as well enjoy it while it lasted.
You and Antonio were acquainted quite well, he was in each of your lessons and often was the person you got partnered up with. As such, the two of you stuck together mostly, leading to awkward situations when people thought you were a couple.
Not that he minded one jot though, in fact he felt his chest swell whenever people said it. It made him feel more accomplished, like he would be able to help you better or protect you, something along those lines.
You had just strapped your goggles on, preparing for an experiment during chemistry when suddenly a horrible noise filled the school. The high-pitched screech of the fire-alarm pounded on your eardrums.
The teacher's voice was heard faintly over the din. "Leave all your things here and stay calm."
"Oh hell no!!" You yelled at the same time as the Spaniard, grabbing your things and stuffing them in your bag.
Your grin was mirrored on Antonio's face and you both sprinted through the hallways after practically shredding your lab-coats.
"Uwaaah! Make the noise from hell stop!!" You cried, fingers in your eyes. "Si!!" He echoed, wincing as he ran faster to escape it.
The moment the two of you were outside, you turned. But you didn't see a fire anywhere. "Just an exercise eh?" You muttered disappointed; now that your valuabes had left the building, you wouldn't mind seeing it ablaze.
You felt a hand gripping your shoulder. "But wait chica!" He said, a thoughtful look in his face. "What if the fire just needs fuelling?"
Amazed, you grinned at him. "Yes! But how should we help it?" He stroked his chin. "Well I guess we could always do an opposite rain-dance, right? Wouldn't that help?"
"Always worth a shot!"
Afterwards you and Antonio were billed for the tearing of the lab-coats and the refurbishing of the school..... And yet the two of you regretted absolute zilch, nothing, you didn't give a dingoes' kidney!
And so it happened that the high school's legend of the opposite rain-dance came to pass.