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Curious
He glared at her, but she glared right back. They have never really been able to back down from a staring contest, especially when they had to prove to the other who was right.
Tori passed by, and glanced at them, whistling lowly. She squirmed at their intense gazes, tense stances, fisted hands and squirmed a little more.
"The tension in here is thick enough that you could run a blade through it." She shifted and walked away, leaving the two love birds to glare at each other.
As she walked away though, she left a thought to wiggle in the girl's mind. Her gaze stayed locked with her annoying boyfriend's, but she pondered over the saying.
"You're both right!" The two angry lovers jumped before turning their glares on the boy who had spoken. He went unfazed, smirking at their unhappiness of being interrupted while they mentally through desks at the other. "You guys both know it, so admit it, compromise and move on." The boy's smirk grew into a grin as he saw the cheeks of the two lovers start to grow red. He walked away.
The tension came back, and with it, the lack of comfort. Both hated to back down. They didn't want to admit that the other had a good point. They rubbed their arms and looked bashful, but neither said a word. Just stood their, in complete silence, with hopes that the other would break it.
If it was bad before, the girl thought, it's a horror now.
And then something clicked in her brain. She ran over to the counter and opened the cabinet below it. As their argument had taken place in the kitchen, the knives for meat and the like should be underneath the sink.
Bingo. The girl stood up with a butcher's knife in her hand.
The boy stared at her as if she was crazy, which, she probably was. He started at her with wide eyes, not comprehending what she was thinking. The girl's head whipped to the left and she nodded, passing the blade over to thin air, where it suddenly began to levitate.
Liz.
Then she glared at her boyfriend, tapping her foot with arms crossed. He shifted under her heavy gaze and she continued to glare. No words were spoken as the air began to settle on them like heavy weights and they felt as though they were Atlas, holding the sky.
Suddenly, the girl snapped her fingers and the blade shot down. The boy jumped and a ripping sound could be heard. Any weight left fell and seemed to hit the ground with a thud.
"I guess it is true," the girl said, a grin on her face. "You can cut tension with a knife."
"Chloe," the boy growled, turning his head from the knife now on the counter to the triumphant blonde standing only a few feet away. "How stupid are you?"
The girl, Chloe, scoffed. "I'm not stupid, Derek," she said pleasantly. "Simply curious."
Chloe skipped up to the boy- Derek, kissed his frowning mouth, and skipped away. Derek rolled his eyes, while Liz, though he couldn't see or hear her, laughed at what had taken place before her.
"They say curiosity killed the cat," Derek grumbled, still unhappy with the fact that Chloe most likely beat him in their argument over whether or not milk was truly the best thing for you.
Yeah, he still wasn't over that.