Author's Note: Yayyy!! Another story by me! I particularly love this story AND this idea. I think that Winter-Rae did a story similar to this, but mine is very different, even though hers was still awesome.
This story is a sequel of sorts to "What I Like About You". Even though the kids aren't in it, and are barely mentioned, I figured the readers, now knowing how I got Theresa and Jay together, need to know how Atlanta and Archie became a couple, because they may possibly be the best pairing in COTT history.
Disclaimer: I don't own Class of the Titans, alright?
Because once upon a time, we were best friends. And, yes, there's been a lot of bad stuff in between. But none of that matters right now. You need me, I'm there. Anytime, anyplace, anywhere
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I Get What I Want and I Want You to Get With Me
"Attention, passengers, we have now made arrival in the New Olympia International Airport," a voice announced over the plane's intercom, "We thank you for flying Air Canada and hope to see you again soon."
Atlanta adjusted her seat and let out a deep yawn. It had been a long summer vacation, and she had had a lot of time to think about her adventures the past year, especially the week they finally defeated Cronus. It was hard to believe that she was going to be a mother, and apparently sooner than she would have thought.
Even though she had a fun summer with her family in Yellowknife, (which, she had to admit, was a lot less exciting than she remembered), she couldn't wait to get back to her second family in New Olympia.
'God, I slept almost the whole way,' she thought. She pulled out her PMR and pressed '1.', which would put her through to Archie.
His face appeared almost instantly.
"Hello?" he answered. Then, seeing it was his best girl friend, he gave a smile of excitement. "ATLANTA!"
"Hey, Arch," Atlanta laughed.
"Where are you?" Archie asked. "Your hair is all….."
He made swooping motions with his bangs.
Atlanta used the screen of her walkie-talkie to see that the front of her hair was all messed up.
"Sleeping on a plane," Atlanta laughed, using her hands to adjust her hair.
"Oh, really?" Archie asked.
"Really," Atlanta told him.
"When does you flight get in?" Archie asked.
"Now," Atlanta answered, "Get Herry to drive over here and pick me up!"
"Will do," Archie said, "See ya!"
"Bye," Atlanta answered. She swiftly shut the phone with one hand.
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About a half hour later, Atlanta walked out of her terminal to the luggage claim.
As she was leaning over, looking for her luggage, when someone grabbed her hips from behind.
Atlanta shrieked and knocked the person in the face with her elbow.
She turned around, posed for battle, when she saw that Archie was lying on the ground, rubbing his nose. Odie and Herry were watching, trying not to burst out laughing.
"Ooooo, nice hit, Lanny," Odie told her.
"Oh my God, I am so sorry," Atlanta gasped, bending down to inspect her friend's face.
"S'fine," Archie muttered, his cheeks bright pink. "Nothing broken."
Atlanta grabbed his hand and pulled him up.
Her fingers were tangled up his a second too long after he had been up righted, and they pulled away awkwardly.
"What do your bags look like?" Herry asked, his eyes scanning the stacks of rotating luggage.
"There's two of them," Atlanta told him, "A large black suitcase and a red duffel bag."
"So basically it could be anything?" Odie asked.
"Basically," Atlanta laughed.
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After FINALLY locating Atlanta's stuff, the four friends drove down to McDonald's to grab some dinner. And, as usual, eating with three messy boys was no picnic.
"Can someone pass me some salt?" Herry asked, spewing a bunch of chewed-up of fries at Atlanta
"Eeeeeewwww!" the red-head laughed, covering her face with the food tray.
"Dude, manners! We're entertaining a lady here," Odie said.
"You sound like Neil," Archie complained, tossing a napkin at him.
"Oh my God, you do!" Atlanta snorted.
Odie smirked and slurped his milkshake.
Herry mumbled something through a mouthful of foods.
"Herry…" Atlanta said slowly, "Chew, swallow."
Herry finished eating his food and gulped it down.
"All done!" he announced, pointing into his mouth.
"Good boy," Atlanta giggled, patting his head "Now what were you going to ask?"
"I was going to ask what you've all been up to this summer," Herry told the group.
"You've all been at the dorm how many days, and you still haven't talked about the past two months?" Atlanta asked, sounding slightly annoyed.
The guys just shrugged.
"Boys," Atlanta groaned.
"I went to summer school," Odie offered.
Atlanta nearly choked on her milkshake.
"Summer school?" she practically screamed, "YOU?"
"I never said I was TAKING anything," Odie snapped, "It was an elementary school summer school. I helped teach."
"Awesome, dude!" Herry cheered, holding up his hand. Odie high-fived it.
"That's pretty cool, Odie," Archie told him.
Odie smiled.
"I went to summer camp," Atlanta jokingly bragged.
"I was a counselor at a summer camp," Archie bested her.
"I went to the store!" Herry gloated.
The others laughed.
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"Home sweet home," Herry announced as they stepped into the empty brownstone.
"It's great to be back," Atlanta said, breathing in the house's scent. The building hadn't changed. The furniture all in place, floors polished thanks to Athena, and dorky pictures of all of them littered the walls. The only difference was a huge banner hanging in the hallway, with "WELCOME BACK, ATLANTA!" written on it in purple marker.
"I'm going to put my stuff in my room," she told the guys.
Atlanta walked up the stairs and into her bedroom, once there, she threw her bags on the floor and collapsed on her bed.
"It's good to be home," she muttered.
Someone knocked on the door and Atlanta leaped up in surprise.
"Come in!" she called.
Archie opened the door and walked into the room. Atlanta wasn't surprised it was him.
"Hey," he said.
"Hey," she replied.
They both stood there uncomfortably for a few minutes, hands stuffed in their pockets.
"Sit down," Atlanta offered, gesturing towards her bed.
Archie grinned, glad that the awkward moment was over, and sat down. Atlanta sat next to him, crossing her legs beneath herself.
"So, how was that summer camp you told us about?" Archie asked curiously.
"Fine," Atlanta answered, "How was being a counselor at one?" She made air quotes around the word 'counselor'.
"Fine," Archie chuckled, "Being in charge of something made me feel much empowered."
"Archie in charge," Atlanta shuddered, "Scary thought."
"Shut up," he smirked.
"Why don't you, Mr. Feeble Heel?" Atlanta joked.
Archie leaned over and clasped her in a noogie.
"How's this for feeble?" he asked.
"No!" Atlanta screamed with laughter, "Stop it!"
Archie eventually let up and got off Atlanta's bed, looking at the clock programmed into his PMR.
"Oh crap," he told his friend, "I have to go. Ares wants me for a back-to-school training session."
"Have fun," Atlanta smirked.
Archie chuckled and walked out of the room. Atlanta was about to start unpacking when her purple-haired friend stuck his head back into the door.
"What is it now?" she asked, tapping her foot in mock-annoyance.
"Nothing," Archie told her, "I just wanted to say that I really missed you this summer."
"I really missed you, too, Arch," Atlanta smiled.
Archie stood there for a second before saying: "Okay then, see ya later."
"See ya," Atlanta said.
Was it a pretty good first chapter? They won't actually go to Troy for a little while, so sit tight. I want to get as much mileage as I can from the Archie/Atlanta best friends/secret crush relationship before I have to separate them later on in the story. Ha ha. Just wanted to let you know. Hope you like the story so far.