"I'm available!" Imogen chimes as she looks over at Eli after the announcement about the Halloween dance finishes. "I mean, if you're looking for a date, still, that is."
"I was never even planning on going, Imogen. I already told you-high school dances aren't my scene, and after what happened at Prom, that's pretty much all the excitement I can handle for one year."
"Stop being such a bore, Eli."
"Disagreeing again?" Fiona asks coming up from behind. "Let me guess," she continues with a sly smile to the side. "Imogen here is dying to be you're date to the back to school dance, and God forbid, predictable, little Eli refuses to participate in such state of affairs."
He nods. "Correct."
"Predictable," Imogen says hopping up and dragging Fiona over to the other side of the drama room. "Can you talk to him?"
"No offence Imogen, but maybe it's time you take a hint; Eli doesn't want to go with you, so, just… find another date."
"Maybe he'll change his mind by then. I think he's just a little confused right now-doesn't know what he wants yet."
Fiona nods, fascinated by Imogen's logic. "Hey, I'm flying solo too. Maybe we should just catch a movie tonight to keep our minds off of being the singletons."
"With Eli?"
"With me."
"Or…" Imogen says smiling with an idea as she slowly strokes her chin.
"We're not stalking Eli!"
"How did you know?"
"I don't know," she shrugs. "Maybe, just maybe, you and Eli have a lot more in common than I thought: You're both uber predictable."
Later that night, Imogen decides to take Fiona up on her offer. She didn't exactly feel too happy about settling for a cheap, foreseeable Vampire flick, but it sure beat out spending the night thinking about how much better life would be if she could only get Eli all to herself. "This is a nice pad you got here. I'm going to assume that you're family is incredibly loaded."
"Uhm, something like that, but believe me; this place is nothing compared to my old place in New York. It's alright, though, I guess. It keeps the cold out."
When the movie finally starts, the room is dark for a moment and the sound of the beginning credits begin to fill the room. Fiona uncomfortably slides over to make room as Imogen jauntily hops down onto the couch. "Hey, Fiona…" she begins, popping a chip into her mouth. "Whatever happened to Charlie?"
"Charlie?" She says puzzled. "How did you-k,"
"Eli," Imogen answers a little too quickly. "That boy can be such a gossip at times, but don't blame him; he has nothing but good intentions."
"Oh. Well… uh, we broke up." She bites her lip for a second in thought as she reminisces on her past relationship with Charlie. "I wish things could have been different, but things happen, you know?"
Imogen rolls her eyes. "Tell me about it." She pops another chip into her mouth. "So you're really gay… like, legitimately?"
"Yeah, I am. And pretty openly, too, if I might add." Fiona begins to wonder where all of the sudden interrogating questions were coming from.
"If my parents ever found out that I was gay, I don't know what I'd do."
"Wait, you're gay too?"
Suddenly lost in thought, Imogen ignores the question. "They'd probably never talk to me again," she says squinting, apparently talking to herself now. "Or board me away! To Paraguay! Where they'll force me to watch llama porn and eat shrimp cocktail!"
"Imogen! What are you talking about?"
Imogen shakes her head at the thought, looking almost disturbed with the idea. "I need some air. Maybe we should just go out and grab something to eat. I'm thinking burritos?"
-Ahaha, so this is just an introductory chapter for what's to come with this new fic. I know there's not really much to judge it off of yet, but I hope you decide to give it a chance.
THANKS FOR READING!1! I hope you choose to continue… KISSES!