This makes sense if you read Landy high y other fic so I'd advise reading the last few chapters of that! Please review!

Fletcher looked at himself in the mirror with pride. His hair was perfectly coiffed and blonder than ever thanks to the highlights his new hairdresser had put in. Steve was awesome. "Hey, so you doing anything tonight, Fletch?" Steve asked with enthusiasm.

Fletcher shrugged. "Probably homework the going to a pub with some mates. Why?"

"How about...tomorrow?" Steve flicked his pink and blonde hair out his eyes and smiled. Fletcher thought he was acting a bit odd...but he arranged a meal with at 8pm tomorrow.

...

Aurora looked at Fletcher over her book about how to beat a man up. "Have you got highlights?" She asked.

"Uh..."

"That's...cute." She smirked.

"Really? Because the way you're saying it makes it sound not so cute."

"How am I saying it?"

"Really sarcastically and horribly like you always do." Fletcher glared at her.

She smiled a wicked smile. "Do you want to know what book I am reading, Renn?" She lowered her book and he glanced down at the cover.

"I'm..."

"Sorry? That would be a start."

"Sorry." Fletcher muttered and ran off.

Aurora grinned and started reading her book again. "Still got it," she muttered to herself.

...

Fletcher looked around the restaurant. He had gone all out for his friendly meal with Steve. His hair was gelled to perfection, he was wearing a navy suit with awesome loafer shoes and he had borrowed a watch from Dexter. When Dexter had heard he was going to a restaurant tonight (although Fletcher didn't say who with) he had insisted that Fletcher wear the "date watch".

"Guarantees some action," Dexter had winked at him.

Fletcher didn't really want any action. Not from Steve anyway.

Fletcher sat down at a table and Steve arrived a few minutes later. "Gosh sorry am I late?" Steve sat down.

"No. You're...I was early. You look ahem nice."

Steve was wearing a similar suit but in an alarming shade of pink and he was wearing a ring saying love.

"Thanks! You too! Should we order some wine? And we could order something to share maybe? Like breadsticks?" Steve called over a waiter and Fletcher just sat there.

...

"This is a rubbish date. How can I get out of it ?" Aurora hissed into her phone and on the other end Tanith laughed and hung up. Aurora cursed and went back out to her date. She noticed some things had changed. For example, the couple she was silently making fun of by the window were gone and were replaced two boys, both with blonde hair and wearing suits.

Wait.

One familiar looking boy.

"FLETCHER RENN?" She squealed and ran over. Fletcher looked incredibly guilty. "You're gay?"

"What?" Fletcher stammered. "I-I'm not g-gay!"

"You're not?" The other guy said in disappointment and Aurora cackled.

"No! I...oh god am I on a date?"

"Well done Renn. Great." Aurora said dryly and sat down. "You're a bag of surprises aren't you?"

"I'm not gay."

"Hmm." The other boy turned to her. "I'm Steve, Fletcher's date."

"Oh really? His date?" She smirked. Then her grin widened. "Fletcher? Are you wearing Dexter's "guaranteed to get some action" watch?"

Fletcher gulped and looked at Steve. Steve looked mortally offended. "I'll have you know that I do not put out that easily, Fletch! I thought you were fit as well. I showed your photo to my friends at the club."

Steve stormed out and Fletcher looked at Aurora. "You're going to tell everyone aren't you?"

"Uh no. I have a better move."

...

"I can't carry another bag!" Fletcher complained as he hauled Aurora's shopping bags into a lift. She sighed at him.

"Go drop them off at my place then. And get me a frappe." Aurora demanded. He sighed, drooping, and teleported away. She smugly smiled.

Oh, blackmail...what a joy.