Helloooo everyone. I may not be able to update for a while after this chapter because of Homework and stuff like that, but trust me, I'll try.
So here is chapter 3 pretty Blaisy focused, hope you like it.
Pleases R&R it means a lot to me- Hannah.
Disclaimer: I don't own any characters or anything from MIHigh. I just own the plot. Please don't kill me.
Chapter 3
The next few days came and went; the agents had fallen into a regime:
Wake up;
St. Heart's;
HQ
The efforts of their research and constant supervision proved fruitless.
"This is either really good or really bad" Tom said on Friday afternoon.
"What do you mean?" Aneisha asked looking puzzled.
"Well, seeing as they aren't doing anything, it either means they're struggling to form a plan or they're plotting something" Tom said shrugging. "Really good or really bad"
Blane was sat at the desk with his head resting on it. Every now and then a snore or murmur would escape his lips, Daisy watching him from the table in the middle, a smile tugging on her lips whenever he did.
"No Tom, this is either boring or really boring" Keri sighed from across the room.
"What do you think Dan?" Keri asked.
"Huh?" Dan asked: he had been staring into space for the whole conversation.
"Do you think it's- never mind" she said disappointedly, Dan returned to his daydream.
"This is just a waste of our time and, evidently, energy" Oscar said gesturing toward the snoozing Blane, who was unaware of Daisy positioning the lap so that it hung over his head.
"I agree" Rose said rubbing her eyes.
"I think we should just go home" Carrie added to the conversation rising from her chair and stretching her back out.
The whoosh of the lift rang through the room as Frank and Lenny entered HQ.
"Team" Frank began.
"Seeing as this is pointless you may go home, we will continue on Monday"
"Blane?" Lenny nudged him; he didn't even stir.
"Blane!" Lenny shouted slamming his hand on the table.
"AAA" Blane shot up and banged his head on the lamp in the process, causing Daisy to burst into fits of giggles.
"Ow" He said rubbing his head.
"That's the second time this week" Blane moaned as he stepped into the lift with Daisy who was still in stiches laughing.
"Don't rub it or you'll go bald" Daisy said as they stepped onto the empty corridor.
"And let's face it: Your hair makes your face look good so we don't want to lose it do we?"
"You think my face looks good?" Blane said taking the opportunity whilst it was there.
"No, I, just- um. Shut up" She shot back. Blane laughed nudging her.
Saturday morning was the same as usual for Tom.
His alarm awoke him; he turned it off, got up, dressed, had his breakfast then set off to the library.
When he arrived he was greeted by a familiar face.
"Hey, Rose" He said sitting down opposite her.
"Hi, Tom, What are you doing here?"
"It's a public Library" He said, voice slightly sarcastic.
"So, you're interested in crime of the past huh?" He asked examining the pile of books in front of her and picking up a one titled: Top Ten Criminal Organisations Of The 19th Century.
"We fight it for a living, Tom. It doesn't hurt to research it in our spare time" She said with the same tone he had used on her.
"Yeah, but we don't fight Crime from the late 19th and early 20th century do we?" Tom asked noticing that all her books were about crime around that time.
"No, but it doesn't hurt to educate yourself does it?"
"Well, I came in here for a thrilling science fiction novel, but I guess these will do" He laughed open another book titled: Unmasking the Ripper.
It was around eleven when Blane rolled out of bed. He checked his phone; he had a message from Daisy.
Hey you fancy a coffee today? Let me know x
"Coffee and kisses eh?" Blane laughed to himself. "You must've done something right"
He sent his reply and got ready. He wasn't sure what to wear he didn't think he'd ever put so much effort into a outfit before. Eventually he just decided on a pair of grey jeans a plain white t-shirt and pale blue hoodie. He ran a comb through his hair then ruffled it again before heading out to the cafe.
When he arrived he saw that Daisy was already there waiting for him outside. She had her back to him so he startled her by putting his hands on her waist and whispering "boo" in her ear.
"Oh God, you scared me" she smiled, fixing her hair and trying to conceal the blush on her cheeks.
"You look great" Blane said looking her up and down. She was wearing a pair of dark blue jeans, a low cut (Blane couldn't stop himself from noticing that certain feature) white T-shirt, with a black leather jacket.
"Thanks" she smiled blushing even more. Her was down and her fringe fell over her face causing her to flick it out of her eyes occasionally.
He opened to door for her then followed her into the little cafe. It was quiet but a lovely little place that Blane could get used to.
"So, What's up?" Blane asked after ordering two cappuccinos and muffin.
"What d'you mean?" Daisy asked looking genuinely confused.
"Well, do you want something or, do you just love my company?" He asked.
"Well most people would call it a date" Daisy said after taking a sip of her cappuccino.
"But, of course, you're not most people are you?" Blane asked biting into his muffin.
"No, I like to call it a social gathering" she raised her eyebrows at him.
"I see, so what are we supposed to do on these social gatherings?" Blane asked her.
"Whatever you want" she whispered leaning foreword.
Blane mirrored her action so that their faces were millimeters apart.
"I have an idea" he whispered seductively.
"I bet you do" Daisy whispered back going to close the gap between their lips.
They were interrupted by a vibration in their pockets.
They both leant back with lots of ums ahs and coughing as they put their communicators to their ears.
"Guys, we've got a problem"Aneisha spoke in the other line.
"The Crime Minister has just cast a live broadcast, get to HQ ASAP!"...
So yeah. There we go, the next chapter will probably be a filler, sorry, but Hey.
Next chapter will be up soon (hopefully )
Thanks
ily