LALALALALALALA!
"Calleigh, you do know that you're signing me up for a week of hell on earth, right?" Natalia asked her friend who was mindlessly tearing a sugar packet into many, many tiny pieces.
"Sorry, but that week is our honeymoon. We'll do it next year." Calleigh said.
Natalia stared out the window.
"But hey, Pensacola is a nice place, you could enjoy yourself." Calleigh said.
"If that is a different way of saying Pensacola is a nice place, you could have sex with Ryan there then I'm not going to the convention." Natalia said. Calleigh looked like she was electroshocked.
"That's not what I meant!" Calleigh exclaimed. Natalia's expression softened a bit. "I meant that the place is nice. That had nothing to do with-" Calleigh almost said, but quickly stopped herself.
"With what?" Natalia asked.
"With nothing." Calleigh said, her green eyes darting back and forth. "I actually should get going." Calleigh said, took her bag and left, leaving Natalia confused.
"Okkaaayy." Natalia said.
*2 Weeks Later*
"Well that's that then." Natalia said, as the she closed the trunk of her car.
"Pack rat." Ryan sneezed. Natalia rolled her eyes.
"Well, Natalia don't claw out his eyes." Calleigh playfully warned Natalia. "And Ryan," Calleigh moved her head to the side as though saying let's go over there, and then punched the air in front of her. Natalia furrowed her brow in confusion looking at Ryan, waiting for his response. Ryan's expression was as flat as ever as he climbed into the driver's seat.
"Woah. Don't even think about driving my car. Get out." Natalia commanded. Ryan didn't move.
"You drive like every single woman here. Like a mad woman." Ryan said.
"Get. Out." Natalia almost growled.
"Wolfe, you won't be getting anywhere without the keys. And the keys are with Natalia." Eric said.
"GET OUT OF MY DAMN CAR OR I SWEAR THAT I WILL BURN YOU WITH SOMETHING!" Natalia roared.
"With what?" Ryan asked, his feet not inside the car, but on the asphalt.
"My curling iron for all I care!" Natalia exclaimed. "Now get out of my damn car!"
"What's with women and hot metal devices? Frying pans, hair irons, clothing irons-" Ryan said but felt Calleigh glaring at him. Natalia on the other side of him was also giving him the same glare. Eric, with both of his arms crossed across his chest, just stared at Ryan giving him "I'm not saving you there man" look. "Fine. I'm out." Ryan said, getting out of the car, and sliding into the passenger's seat. Natalia got into the driver's seat, and put her keys into the ignition. She flipped on the radio, and pulled out of her parking spot.
"You think they'll get together by the end of this?" Eric asked Calleigh, his arm around her waist.
"I was going to ask you 'Is he gonna get out of there alive?'" Calleigh said, Eric smirking lightly. "But since you asked first, I don't know. I don't think that Natalia fancies him." Calleigh said. "And since Natalia asked Paula to book a room with two bedrooms, I really doubt that they'll get together." Calleigh said.
"And let me answer your question: If he doesn't bother the side of Natalia that can burn you with a curling iron, he's gonna be okay." Eric said.
"Pensacola doesn't have any Mexican wrestling rings, does it?" Calleigh asked. "If they want to reenact the fail of a first date." Calleigh said, smiling. Eric's palm met his forehead with a smack.
"I don't want to know." Eric said, his palm still on his head.
CYBER DUST IS BAD. *goes and writes up the second part of ST*