"Time is a game played beautifully by children."
― Heraclitus, Fragments
Rocky sat at the dinner table eating her bowl of crispy cornflake cereal in her bathrobe as she read the Saturday newspaper. It was quiet in the apartment since her parents were out, her brother shuffled out of his room to join her. Her eyes remained on the paper as she spoke.
"You got home late last night, where were you?" Another spoonful of cereal was brought to her mouth, Ty got a bowl out of the cabinet and joined her. He poured some milk and cereal into it. Should he tell her about Tinka? They were sort of friends, but it'd be weird to hear about Ty comforting her frenemy. Some things are better left unsaid.
"Who are you, the police? I was just running late. Stopped by Deuce's to play video games and lost track of time. How upset are mom and dad?"
"Very, no going anywhere after school except Shake-It Up Chicago."
"How long?"
"Two weeks."
"Damn." Ty took ate a spoonful of his cereal. "Why aren't you with Cece?" Rocky put down her newspaper and started to become involved in the conversation her brother was trying create. She pushed around the small leftover crumbs that floated around in the milk.
"She's visiting her dad in Florida which means we don't get to hang out until Monday and I need to work on the new dance routine with her before our show." Her frustration showed with the milk flying out of the bowl stirring it furiously before calming down. Ty just stared at her, she always did this when she was unable to work on a dance with Cece. Rocky got up and went to her room.
Ty sat there in his orange shirt and plaid pants, he took out his slide phone, scrolling through texts, hoping Tinka would message him or something. Nope, nothing. Perhaps she was busy getting some school work done or she was still sleeping, they had been up quite late. He continued to munch, thoughts traveling through his head. He would have to wait until Monday.
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Tinka stood at her locker taking out a tube of lipstick so she could reapply. Her hair was up in a braided bun helping to keep it off of her delicate face. Compared to everyone's dullness she stood out in her neon pink bedazzled shirt which had a vest over it with silver pants to help complete the overall look. On her locker door was a mirror, reflecting in it was Ty, she smiled at this.
He walked over to her.
"Sup?" Tinka continued to apply the lipstick before putting it away to look at him. She checked him out, he looked cute in his olive green pants, checkered blouse and black tie.
"Hello Ty." She sounded surprised, they rarely spoke to each at school, sure every now and then they would exchange words, but something about this seemed almost dangerous. "What are you doing here?"
"I just wanted to see if your OK. So, are you OK?"
"I'm fine. We should not be talking, it could ruin my reputation as trendsetter for those who have none." Ty giggled, Tinka gave him a stern look with one eyebrow raised, he calmed himself down.
"It's just, look, you've been on my mind lately, alright? So I was wondering if you wanted to go out?"
"Ty, it was just a moment of weakness on my part, do not think that I actually like-like you." That small smile quickly disappeared from his face only to be replaced by glum expression. The bell rang as she started to walk past him until she got on her toes to whisper in his ear. "I've missed you, too." A warmth flooded his body as he remained chill on the outside watching the blonde strut down the hallway. It was good thing he'd get to see her after school at the studio.
"Alright everyone we're on in six minutes!" Gary shouted on the stage to the dancers. "Hey, these shoes do not match my shirt and I need more blush." The host ran off to go find the wardrobe people to correct these idiotic mistakes passing Tinka in a chair putting on some mascara. Ty walked by her; she put down the mascara and, grabbing by the wrist, dragged him off to some other part of the studio.
"What're you-" She pressed a finger to his lips, letting go of his wrist and crossing her arms. Her body rocked from side to side, her eyes flitted about; there were still too many people. Looking around there was a storage closet behind her which she opened and pulled Ty in with her.
It was dark inside, the two of them bumped into shelves knocking things down only to try and pick them up and knocking more items down. Ty struggled to find the lights, he felt something metal dangling down pulling on it to see a small, dim light turn on. He looked across to see Tinka fixing herself in the steampunk outfit for the show.
"So what're we doing in here?"
"I have to-" Gary called out telling everyone to get in place, Tinka thought she'd have more time to talk but all she could do was sigh. Putting her hand on his shoulder she leaned up to kiss him on the cheek then left. Ty walked out wondering what she had to say.
AN: Sorry about this late chapter. I've been busy with school work and other stuff. This one was just to show how the two are after that night and their growing relationship. There is more in store for you guys, unfortunately though I won't be able to put a chapter up each week like I had said. I promise that the next chapter will be better and hopefully longer. R&R and as always love the support.