* Friday* 10:35PM – Times Plaza
"–you know, this is my first time ever coming to Times Plaza.." says a nervous Ethan – he and Sarah were taking a casual stroll through Whitechapel's seaport, Times Plaza.
"–really?" Sarah questions, "–you're kidding.?" Ethan shakes his head – having heard from Erica that she and Sarah often visit Times Plaza whenever they needed something to do, he thought Sarah would appreciate a nice night on the town.
"Un uh..."
"–not even for shopping?" Ethan frowns, "–neh, I'm a guy... we don't shop much."
HaHa
"right.. right..." Sarah agrees – but still, the fact intrigued her even so... who else in Whitechapel has never been to Times Plaza? "–but I like it..." Ethan assures, "–it's pretty cool here." "Aww, so you've never been to the Christmas eve light show spectacular?.." Sarah wonders.
"–the Christmas eve light show spectacular?"
"huhhHH…" she gasps.
"OMG! You haven't..."
"–can't say that I have..." Ethan replies. He wish he knew what his missing out on… at times like these, Sarah can make things sound way too good to be true…
He was always missing out.
"–every year, the city decorates Times Plaza with like, a billion Christmas lights, and when it gets real dark, people gather in the courtyard to watch the light show.."
"Woah.. that's pretty cool." "–I know, right... I've definitely got to take you there this Christmas."
Sarah's tiny, brown hands fall into the palms of Ethan's frail, skinny ones.
"–it's a date then, huh…" Ethan teases. "Make that number.. three?" Sarah offers., fluttering her eyebrows. "Well… hopefully we get to go on plenty more dates between now and Christmas…" Sarah smiles at Ethan – her insides summersault at his ability to say such sweet things…
"–you um... wanna get out of here?" he says as they approach the final trinket shop on the seaport's strip.
Sarah agrees – reluctant to throw Ethan off whatever groove he's been on lately – she wanted to see just how far he could take it… "–yeah, it's getting kind of late... where to?" Ethan blinks – "we could... g-go to my place…" he offers. "–Your place?" and she had her answer. Contrary to her belief, their relationship seemed to have provoked some newfound confidence in Ethan.
"Yeah."
"your parents aren't going to say anything?, it's past ten..." – as doubtful as Sarah was, she wanted nothing more but to hear him say, 'don't worry about my parents… it's fine.'
–but come on… we're talking about Mr. and Mrs. Morgan here, remember?
"–what can they say..?" Ethan reasons, "–you are my babysitter..."
"k..." Sarah doubtfully agrees. "if you're sure it's okay… it should be fun…"
:)
* Friday* 10:39PM – Morgan Family Residence
Ethan and Sarah step onto the Morgan's front porch – there, Ethan digs into pocket for his key and makes to unlock the door…
eeeerrrRRRRHHHH
the door swings opens
"Jane?"
"Sarah, what are you doing here?" says Ethan's kid sister, completely ignoring her big brother.
"–Sarah is here for me, Jane... so can you please let us in.?"
. . .
Jane pretends to think it over, but for the sake of Sarah, she backs out of the archway and allows them to step inside – Ethan trudges pass, "–THANK YOU.!"
"–hi jane..." smiles Sarah.
"Hi Sarah... what's up?" "Nothing much, kiddo…" Ethan returns from searching the kitchen and living rooms for his parents. "–mom and dad aren't here, you know..." Jane scorns as he steps back into their company. "–you mean... they left you here, alone?" "Yeah... I guess mom and dad trust me alone at home, after all..." "UGH! Go away, Jane… "I could go way… act as if I never seen a thing… for a price…"
;)
...
For a second, Ethan takes the time to think over his kid sister's offer.
"–why are you still up, anyways..? go to bed." "I was supposed to be in bed a long time ago. Mom and dad didn't want to bother you on your... date... (Sarah cracks a laugh) so they made me promise that I'd be in bed by nine. Benny's Grandma supposed to keep an eye on me…" "Okay, so where is she?"
"–she went home; said I was old enough to watch myself, and to not worry… she's always protecting me…" Ethan and Sarah curiously look at on another.
E: alright, so what do you want, Jane?
J: you don't tell mom I stayed up, and you take the blame for eating all of the cookies... and they won't know Sarah's here. deal?
E: deal.
"–you know, Jane has really good negotiation skills for a nine year old…" Sarah says as Ethan closes his bedroom door.
"She's a criminal, if you ask me..." Ethan joins Sarah as she sits crossed-leg on the edge of his bed. "C'mon, don't be mean..." "–it's true, she is the queen, of blackmail."
ha ha ha
Sarah gives in – knowing that part of what Ethan was saying was pretty much true, she decided it best to enjoy they're laughs, and agree… NOT.
"–what's up, Ethan... you sneak me in... sign your soul over to your baby sister so I can stay... and for what, huh? What you want me for, kid.?"
"–well... i-i was thinking we could hang" he innocently admits. "–c'mon Ethan.. I know you well enough by now, Ethan… this isn't like you."
Ethan stalls, "–Ummm…"
"–you know what I'm talking about, Ethan!" Sarah accuses.
. . .
Ethan allowed the awkward silence to fall amongst the two of them , but when it became obvious that Sarah wasn't going to let him get away without answering – for she glared at him with the eyes of a forsaken temptress – he says, "–okay... you busted me…"
"em hmm..."
"–so what is it… supernatural undead creature from the grave, or something?"
Ethan blinks at his vampire girlfriend, "–huh?" "What new monster has popped up in Whitechapel this time?" "–no… no" says Ethan, "that's not why I snuck you in." "It's not.?" Ethan shakes head – Sarah had fallen accustomed to Ethan's tendency to come at her with a new disaster scenario to solve.
"–no, it's not… I really wanted you to.. spend the night, Sarah."
"–nerd boy say what?" "I wanted you to sleep over" Ethan explains. Sarah's at a loss for words – of all things… that was probably the last she'd expected to hear that night… and from of all people… Ethan?
"i-i really.?" Was all she managed to say. "–for the first time in my life.. i just wanna do something.. you know.?" he explains, "–its just.. one of those times when you just wanna... live."
"i-i i'm flattered Ethan.., but –" "No buts... Sarah… but yours… staying right here..? what`cha say?"
–Sarah frowns, "I don't have anything to sleep in.." :'(
"... I've some extra pjs…" Ethan offers.
Sarah forgoes all efforts of disagreeing.
– I can't believe I'm about to do this… she thinks.
10:48PM 1UNREAD 4GLTE ||l
To: Mom
hey mom, date with ethan
was great! crashing at
ericas
(SEND) | CANCEL
"–sure... what the heck…"
10:48PM 1UNREAD 4GLTE ||l
To: Erica
hey, crashing at ethan's…
told mom I was stayng
at your place..
thanks xo
(SEND) | CANCEL
Ethan reaches into the drawer of his end-table and removes a clean pair of pajamas.
"–here, these should fit you nicely…"
Sarah drops her phone on the bed and accepts the pajama set from Ethan.
"–space jam, pj's?" Sarah teases, holding them at eye level for the both of them to see.
"–hey, space jam was the greatest movie ever made - I mean c'mon, the looney tunes AND the greatest basketball player that's ever lived, in the same.. movie..."
"–um… you didn't just fangirl on me, did you big fella?" "–psh! Whatever Sarah, I'm just sayin`..."
"–hehe!" chuckles Sarah. Ethan frowns.
"–okay okay… I won't flex.. space jam was a pretty cool movie. "–ahh... i never knew you had such good taste in movies..." Ethan teases.
Sarah smiles and skips her teeth – aware of the fact that she'd been played at her own game, she simply says, "–touché Mr. Morgan…"
"–thank you, Mrs. Morgan..."
–Ethan noted the hue of rose of which Sarah's cheeks shone – seeing her blush was one of the prettiest things the young seer had ever… seen.
"–you mind if I change?.."
Ethan watches as Sarah steps off the bed and make to undress. "Naw… go right `ahead.."
Sarah looks over her shoulder at her awestricken boyfriend.
"–can you help me?"
Typically, Ethan would have freaked and become immobilized if his darling Sarah were changing in his bedroom... but it was something about that look… something about the gleam in Sarah's eye that said, come and get it… come and get me…
Was it her passion for Ethan? Or could it have been her vampirisms gearing her up, yet again, to do something she hardly ever did?
–Ethan approaches Sarah from the rear and clasps a shaky hand onto the zipper of her dress.
zzzzzzrrrrrrrrrrrPPP!
–at this, Sarah whispers, "thank you..."
Her dress falls off at the shoulders, trickling down over every fiber of Ethan's skin – they're bodies are barely an inch apart. At the sensation, Ethan closes his eyes, for Sarah's skin, all the while being that of the undead kind, is warm, and soft to the touch. Ethan's chin falls into the crevice between Sarah's shoulder and ear – electrifying the already existent goose bumps prickling at her skin.
Ethan had never seen anything as persuasive as Sarah's lingerie – the only time he'd ever seen as much was in one of his mom's spring catalog – accident… I'm sure.
~ Yellow dih-monds in the light.. ~
and we're stan-din sidee byy side
as your shaadow cro-sses mine
what it takes to comee aa-liiiiiiiii-ah-iveeee
. . .
–Ethan frowns at Sarah… "–my ringtone…" she admits.
~ It's the way I'm feel'in I just can't de-nyyyy-ah-iyyy ~
but I've ga`tta lettt itt goo..
Sarah looks over her shoulder at her ringing cell, "–hold on, lemme' answer it."
:(
We found love in a hopeee-less placeee
We found love in a ho—
10:50PM 2UNREAD 4GLTE ||l
INCOMING CALL
Erica
(ANSWER) | DECLINE
'hello?..'
'what are you doing!..'
'hi erica…
'i KNOOOW you're not crashing at nerd boy's house…'
'don't you judge me Erica… don't forget what you and Benny did at Ethan's house…'
' ' !'
'sorry… gotta go Erica, byee…'
CLICK
Sarah hangs up the phone and her eyes fall onto her boyfriend's.
"What did Erica and benny do In my room?.." blinks Ethan. "–um…"
"–Sarah?"
"–Um… nothing… are you changing into your pj's?" Noticing her stall, Ethan simply smiles and decides it best to just play along.
"Hehe… don't be silly, Sarah…"
–Ethan slips off his shirt and climbs into the bed.
"–only babies wear pajamas..."
"–oh really?"
"–Em hm…" Ethan hums.
"So what does that make me..?"
"–I guess that makes you… my baby." Ethan digs a curious hand underneath his blanket and gropes Sarah on the butt.
"–round 3, vampire…"