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Sister of the Captain (3)

If there was any word to describe what on earth had just happened to day- it would be:

"Why are you smiling?" She heard someone asked her,

It was one of the best nights I have ever had.

She turned to Bucky who was fidgeting with his tie, she rolled her eyes.

"Here let me," She reached for his tie, carefully making a perfect one. "To answer your question, I'm not smiling." She replied, trying to make the edge of her lips curved downwards. But the events of tonight kept cycling inside her head, making her smile unconsciously.

"Uh yeah you do," He teased her.

Once she was finished fixing his tie, she smoothed out his uniform. "Okay, fine. But no thanks to him," She muttered bitterly. Bucky seemed to hear her remark though,

"Is this about Steve? Because if you're fighting minutes away from my time to leave then that's just perfect." He groaned, sarcasm evident in his tone. She crossed her arms at him, her eyebrows knitted.

"Don't tell me you don't agree to this! It was his..." She trailed off, replaying what Bucky just said not minutes ago. "What did you say?" Bucky glanced at her, and suddenly he looked like a kid who was caught by his mother sneaking a piece of cookie from the cookie jar.

"What?" An innocent look plastered on his face, but it was too late. Gwendolyn already saw past that.

"You're leaving right now?" She croaked, her face clearly shocked. "Why didn't you tell me?"

It was his turn to frown. "We did. That's why Steve was calling you but you insisted on talking to that Daniel guy."

She was about to object and defend herself, but realized that they were right. She caused them enough trouble already, so she had no right to let their friend's last night get ruined any further. "You're right. I'm sorry," She whispered.

He sighed, "It's fine, now try telling that to him." She followed his gaze and found her brother walking over to a platform. "It's bugging him too you know. Just talk things over with him."

She looked at Steve. Carefully studying his actions, he walked up to the platform where in you'll see yourself as a soldier. Well, kinda, he didn't even reached the head part. A downcast look formed on his face, as he stepped away from the platform. She felt sorry for him, and she wished she could just go there and hug him and tell him she's sorry for everything- but for some reason, she couldn't. She just couldn't apologize simply after everything she's done to make him upset. She looked up when she felt Bucky's hand gave him a reassuring squeeze on the shoulder. Sending her a smile that she clearly knew the meaning. Just do it. Before trudging over where her brother was.

In that split second, she knew that this is what her brother really wanted. And who was she to stop him? As her sister of course, after all the things he's done for her, she should thank him. Even if it means allowing him to just lay out his life in the open taking risks and whatnot, with all that fighting and 'As a proud citizen I should be defending our country' reason again. If it's the only way for him to be happy, then...I guess it could work.

Yes, it would work.

With a defeated sigh, she began to think of the apology speech she'd been pondering over for minutes now.


Earlier (before everything else)...

There she was, having a good laugh with the boy whom she had a crush on since she probably learned how to spell supercalifragilisticexpialidocious- which was the first year of high school. Surprisingly, she didn't end up stuttering whenever it was her turn to answer a question or strike up a conversation. In fact, she was doing quite alright. Good enough for a girl that's talking with her crush for God knows how long.

"No way-you didn't!" His smirk confirmed her assumption. She tried to stifle a laugh but ended up doing it anyway. "I thought so that behind that 'charming-gentleman-Daniel' attitude... there's some 'mischievous-naughty-Daniel' attitude hidden."

Daniel laughed, which made her cheeks flushed. He didn't seem to notice though.

I just made him laugh.

"Not my fault that side of me tends to come out sometimes," He defended with a cheeky smile. His British accent clearly detected. "Besides, they're the ones who started it. I was simply standing up for myself."

"Mhmmm.." She hummed, a grin playing at the form of her lips.

She glanced at the boy beside him with a smug look etched on his attractive face, "Charming, huh?" That was all he needed to do to make her blushed hard once more.

All of a sudden, Gwendolyn found the ground interesting to look at.

A few seconds passed, nobody between the two seemed to try to strike up a conversation. She herself, was contemplating whether it was safe to dare speak a word to Daniel again, because it might either go good or bad- which still doesn't convince her to trust her instincts and just get on with it.

Just talk to him already idiot. It's already awkward enough at it is.

"So Daniel-" She cleared her throat, her voice higher than normal. Making her red as a tomato-as if that is even possible- she couldn't be redder enough. Huh, smooth move Gwendolyn.

His gaze traveled back to her. With his hand reaching out to fix-or more like mess up his unkempt hair, but managed to raised his eyebrows as if letting her continue. "Yeah?"

In an instant, the question she was about to ask immediately drifted away. She closed and opened her mouth but no words seemed to come out. Gwendolyn could swear, she look like a gaping fish. It should be a crime for someone to suddenly knock out your confidence and have your heart beating uncontrollably, just by giving you a single look straight in the eye. Well, he was handsome...

..and nice

..and funny

..and clever

..not to mention British

..and have the most beautiful shade of eyes you could've ever seen.

Mine was a lighter and paler shade, but people say that I have wonderful eyes like Steve's. But his-I mean Daniel's eyes, were a darker shade, probably somewhere in between sapphire and midnight blue. As I think about it, no wonder girls (including me) seemed to fall for him. Other than his striking features, and jet black hair disheveled in an adorable manner-as if he attempted to fix it but failed- he was overall an extremely nice guy. He's got the brains, although not as good as me, but good enough for him to be one of the top performers in class.

Nevertheless, these factors weren't really the reason for me to be crushing on him.

It was the fact that even if he's popular, he's insanely attractive, good grades, and for all I know he could have a girlfriend faster than you could say supercalifragilisticexpialidocious, (to my relief he hasn't). My point is, he's real. He acts as if he's just any normal human being in the world. He doesn't care if he's famous at school, or probably rich too, and has a lot of girls swooning over him without even doing anything.

"Well, I-I was just wondering.." She stuttered in a soft voice. "Since we're-you know, schoolmates and all...and I was just wondering if-I mean if you'd like to...maybe, but, not in that way of course! But you know..." Daniel tried to stifle a laugh as she released a sigh of annoyance, but unable to smile at the nervous sight of the girl in front of him. She looks cute. He watched her anxious state, and unconsciously-at the same time seemed to take notice of her appearance. She wasn't exactly beautiful-he's seen a lot of stunning girls before, but she was pretty. With her pale blonde hair, and bangs that seemed to cover a part of her cute face. Her cheeks are tinted with a rosy color, complimenting her pale complexion.

He knew she was smart too. She might not be aware of it, but he was often impressed with her performance at school. She became her lab partner once, and they did remarkably well. Although the fact that she probably spoke a maximum of ten words during a whole month of them as partners together, made Daniel believe that she was either a.) extremely annoyed by him because he's her partner and might end up as one of the latest gossips in school-which he's used to and just chose to not give a damn about any of it, or b.) she's nervous because she might end up embarrassing herself in front of the guy that's unfortunately famous at school, or c.) Six words. She has a crush on him.

As much as possible, he tried to get the last option out of his head. Because the last thing that he wants is to end up as one of the guys that are too full of themselves. And something tells me that this girl doesn't want that too.

"So," Her gentle voice snapped him out of his reverie. He felt quite embarrassed that she might caught him looking-or more like gawking at her.

"Would you? I mean it's just like a friendly activity you know.." Gwendolyn silently cursed herself. Friendly activity? Really? "But I completely understand if you don't want to. I just want to make it up to you for ruining your-she motioned at the books- things."

His face lit up, but then quickly remembered the plans they have this weekend, and frowned. He let out a sigh of frustration, as he looked at Gwendolyn with a look that clearly says he's sorry.

"Lyn as much as I want to-" He ran a hand through his hair. The butterflies in her stomach went berserk at the simple action. Just as he was about to open his mouth again, a booming voice reached their ears, startling both of them. What made Gwendolyn uneasy was the fact it was vividly familiar.

"Lyn!"

It was Steve.

"What now Steve?" She asked him, not even bothering to hide the annoyance in her tone. "Did you get beate-"

"We were worried. Me and Bucky have been looking everywhere for you!" He interrupted her, his voice higher than normal. His friend tagging along behind him.

She glared at him. "It's not my fault I've caused you trouble. If you hadn't got beaten up in the first place then maybe I wouldn't get upset and leave you and Bucky." she retorted, taking a step forward. She knew that this was wrong, because even if she was right, he's still her older brother. And she could tell he was trying his best to keep both of them calmed down to avoid causing a scene.

"Wha-so this is my fault now?" He argued, then quickly added. "You know what, never mind. Let's just go,"

He grabbed her wrist, and hurried up his pace. "Steve," He ignored her, because he was in no mood to deal with his sister's 'mood swings' today, and feeling her hand being snatched away from his grasp isn't exactly helping him. "What are you mad? I'm not done talking to friend yet." She hissed at him.

"What friend?" Then his eyes quickly darted to the dark-haired boy a few steps away from where they stood. He shifted uncomfortably, aware that Steve was now also aware of his presence. "Oh," He muttered,

"Yeah oh, see?" His sister made a move to return to her previous conversation, only to have her turned once more. "What now? Look you've made your point okay? And I'm sorry, but could you give me just a few minutes and then-" She asked him, almost in a begging way. Steve was tempted to say yes, but he was sure it would take an awful lot of time again, and he needed to tell her that this was their last night with Bucky. Their best friend- well technically his really, but still she was Bucky's friend too. And leaving her here with some guy he barely even knew didn't seem much of a right choice.

"No," He cut her in a tone he rarely used. He saw her sister flinched and immediately said, "I-I mean, I'm sorry I didn't mean to I just, we need to leave now. We have something important to tell you." Steve sent a side way glance at Bucky, who was fixing his cap.

"But-"

"Gwendolyn." Her full name felt weird rolling of his mouth, "This is really important. If you won't tell him-whoever he is- that you have to leave, I'll do it myself." He marched over to where the boy stood. Ignoring the protests of his sister. She widened her eyes at what her brother was doing and quickly followed him.

"Uh- hello. Are you a friend of Lyn?" He asked him, a smile stood on his face.

It took Daniel a few good seconds before nodding, "Yes. I'd like to think so,"

She interrupted, "Daniel this is my brother Steve, sorry he's not used to seeing me separated from him whenever we go out sometimes." She forced out a nervous laugh, as he offered his hand out to Daniel.

"Nice to meet you, Daniel." His name clearly stressed out. She swear he saw him gulped nervously before taking his hand.

He nodded, "Likewise Steve,"

"Daniel, I'm sorry to interrupt your conversation, but I'm afraid I'm going to have to steal my sister now." He informed him as soon as they released hands, giving him a look that made Gwendolyn want to drag her brother away. "That is, if that's okay with you."

"Oh-uhm," He locked eyes with her, noticing her shaking her head vigorously. Before turning his attention back to Steve. "Of course, it's fine." He offered a smile, in which Steve gladly returned.

"Great! Well, we'll be going now. Thank you for keeping my sister here company." Steve turned to leave, and as soon as he did that. His let out a deep breath, his smile vanishing all of a sudden. Gwendolyn on the other hand stay put.

"I-I have no idea what's gotten into him. I'm really sorry." She apologized, putting both hands on her face.

He gave her a genuine smile, "It's alright, your brother's just protective and all. I just hoped he doesn't burn me to ashes though."

This earn him a laugh, "Well knowing him he probably would." Daniel tensed at this, "but don't worry, I'll make sure he won't."

"Lyn come on!" Steve yelled, while backing up and continued to wander off with Bucky.

She frowned, and bowed her head. "I guess, I'll see you at school? That is-if! You know, we'll see each other accidentally of course, not on purpose. I don't want to give you that impression. I mean it's not that I want to see you just.."

Daniel couldn't help but laugh.

She flustered, and bit her inside cheek. Afraid that he was laughing at her again.

He tried to control his laughter the moment he saw her face drop. She thought he was laughing at her and immediately said, "Oh, sorry I couldn't help but laugh, it's just that you look really cute when you do that." When the laughter died away, he answered her question.

"Of course I'd like to talk to you some more." He said with a boyish grin,

Deep inside, Gwendolyn was dying in happiness. He just thought she was cute! That counts for something, take that you mean fan girls! But of course, even if there was a celebration happening inside her head, she remained completely calm on the outside.

"Great," She smiled, then suddenly remembered that she needed to leave. "I guess, uhm well-bye?"

I really look like a stupid fan girl. Good thing Daniel looks like he can handle my presence.

They laughed softly, "Yeah, I guess I'll see you at school. It was nice to talk to you, bye Lyn." He took a step back, his hands in his pockets

"Bye Daniel," She waved at him.

Turning to leave, when she heard her name called again. She felt her toes curled when hearing her name rolled of his mouth,

"It's Dan, not Daniel." He shouted, still a goofy grin placed on his face.

She grinned before nodding, one thing was for sure.

They were on a nickname basis now.


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