Valkyrie Cain stood in front of her mirror, and remembered not to touch it. She didn't really want to talk to her reflection at the moment, and felt it was mean to just make her go back in the mirror, but she really couldn't be arsed to talk to it. She held up two t-shirts. One was Paramore and the other 30 Seconds to Mars. Both bought at the concerts, which she was very proud of. One thing about Fletcher was he had amazing taste in music, and he'd almost died when she'd admitted she'd never been to a proper concert before. He'd insisted on taking her and, well, it was the best time of her friggin' life! They'd stood for them; she'd screamed every word to the songs and had gotten severely beaten in the mosh pits. My, she felt so hardcore! This was going to be one of their more, less-getting-the-shit-kicked-out-of-them-by-emos dates. He was taking her to a movie, which one he wasn't saying but the latest Harry Potter was out and he knew it was her favourite film, she'd also found he had a massive crush on Emma Watson, so she had a pretty good guess of what they were going to see. She pulled on her grey skinny jeans, opted for the 'this is war!' tee, and stuck her feet in a pair of (very) battered converse. She was just looking in the mirror, when Fletcher appeared and shielded his eyes staggering around when he saw her.
"Oh my God! The beauty! It blinds me!"
"Shut up, moron." But inside she was beaming, she flopped on the bed.
"Sorry, but you do look too amazing to be humanly possible."
"Thanks." She grinned angelically up at him.
"Now's the part where you say "Oh Fletcher your impossibly handsome looks make me seem dull in comparison. Your hair is like beautifully styled pure golden sunlight.""
"Or I could just recite Shakespeare, it's be quicker and less boring."
He sat down on the bed and hugged her. They pulled apart but he still kept an arm around her shoulders.
"So what are we seeing tonight?"
"Ah, that's for me to know and you to find out."
"Aw, that's no fair!"
"I know but that's life."
"Please?"
"No."
"But I love you." She made her eyes go all big and pouted up at him.
"Yes and I love you too, but not enough to tell you."
"Gah!"
"That was cute. Anyway shouldn't you be getting your reflection out, so's not having to explain to your folks why you were out all night?"
"No, I was going to make an excuse to them. I don't want the Lily spending time with the reflection, it's creepy."
"But you won't stop putting yourself in danger."
"No I can't."
"Ok, I get it. So what's your excuse?"
"Don't need one; Mum and Dad have gone to some wedding in London and they won't be back till Monday. Gran's got Lilly and you have me all night."
He smiled and bent down to her lips. "Perfect." He whispered just before kissing her.
She giggled, as he put her on the bed so he was lying over her. "You know it's not a long film and if your parents aren't back till Monday, we could always…" He trailed off and his eyes flickered to the bed.
In reply her lips found his and kissed her back. Then Valkyrie's phone started ringing. Valkyrie broke off and looked at it. "Ignore it." Fletcher said. And she tried to, and she was, for ages it was just her and Fletcher, there, together. But the phone wouldn't fucking stop ringing.
"Argh!" She sat up and stormed over to her desk, where the phone was vibrating loudly. "It's Skulduggery." She said and she heard Fletcher give an exasperated sigh. She pressed the receive button and fumed down the phone.
"Look Skul! You better have a good reason for ringing me! Kindda an important moment for me!"
"Sorry Valkyrie, you know I don't like getting involved in your personal life, but-ˮ
"Liar."
"-but this really is very important."
Sighing she turned to Fletcher. "One minuet" she mouthed holding up her finger. He looked annoyed but didn't say anything.
"Go on shoot. What's so important?"
"Erm well it's hard to explain, tell you on the way."
"Way? On the way to where?"
"Again I don't really have time, can't you wait?"
"Fine. I'm at mine."
"I'll be there in a minuet, call Fletcher we're going to need him."
She felt herself go red. "Erm he's kindda here, with me."
There was a pause. "Why?"
Going even redder. "Erm, well….see…" She trailed off, a lie not forming in her brain.
"Why don't I like the sound of this?"
"You're probably perverting the whole thing-ˮ
"Please tell me the state of Fletcher."
"Erm, he's sat on my bed," she looked at him. His top was off, how the fuck did that happen? "And that's it."
"Valkyrie."
"Yes?"
"Don't do anything I wouldn't."
"That doesn't leave a whole lot I can't do."
"You know what I mean. I'm a skeleton and-ˮ
"OMG! WHAT THE FUCK SKULDUGGERY? SHUT UP!"
"Ok, sorry but you get what I mean."
"Bye, Skulduggery."
"Ok, I'll be there in a sec, and if I think anything-ˮ
"Goodbye Skulduggery!"
She hung up.
"We've got a case."
"Fuck."
"Yeah I know."
"We were gonna see Harry Potter."
"Yes! Knew it!"
"We can always go next week?"
"Sure."
"Guess you're gonna have to get the reflection out after all."
"Yeah. Fuck."
"Yeah I know."