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Chapter Four: Desire

Viola quickly caught on to Sebastian's line of vision, followed it, and her eyes also found the kissing booth…along with Olivia. She raised her eyebrow as she turned back to her brother. His face was still and his eyes were fixed at the point just over her shoulder. She was stifling a laugh as she watched Sebastian. She caught Duke's eye, and she saw that he was also trying not to laugh. Andrew was currently high-fiving a clown and taking in the sights of the carnival, and Toby was still staring at her like she was some sort of world anomaly. It was sort of starting to unnerve her, the staring. She shrugged it off, though.

She then decided to give her brother a reality check, and she shoved him, getting him out of his trance. "What?" he asked, as if genuinely surprised.

"Sebastian!" Viola said incredulously. "You're like undressing that girl with your eyes! What is wrong with you?"

Sebastian started to get a light pink color flush into his face. "N-Nothing, Vi. It's nothing. Why would I want to undress her anyway? I barely met her for like a minute."

"A minute, Sebastian? You must have had one hell of an attraction to her, then! To think…my brother actually having a crush on someone. I think I'm going to faint." She said, putting the back of her hand to her forehead, mimicking feeling light-headed. "If you're going to go crazy just ogling at her, then just go over there, will you? As long as she's there, you might as well kiss the crap out of her."

Sebastian stared at his sister. "Well, I—"

"GO!" she and Duke said at the same time.

Sebastian nodded and started to walk over to the kissing booth, just as Viola and Duke looked at each other, almost laughing at themselves for thinking the same things. Then they both actually did bust out cracking up at Sebastian's behavior. Even though Duke had only met Sebastian for a little bit, he did have to admit that it was decidedly hilarious at his reactions to simply seeing Olivia.

"Does your brother usually perform like that in front of girls?" Duke asked, finally getting ahold of his laughing. He then hit Toby. "Dude. Go find Andrew. You're looking just about as ridiculous as Sebastian staring at her like that. Compose yourself, man."

Viola smiled at Duke's seeing Toby's creepiness. Toby did in fact go in search of their overjoyed friend, which caused Duke and Viola to be alone. "Thanks. And no, Sebastian's never like that. Sure, he's liked girls before, but he's never looked at them like that. Especially Monique, the girl he's currently dating. I despise her, just so you know. I wish he'd just dump her. But all he says when I tell him to is that she's hot. Like that's a reason! I'll never understand guys. No offense."

He half-smiled at her. "None taken. But just because of some guys' behavior—the whole saying that they like girls because they're hot—doesn't mean all guys are like that."

As soon as he said that, it looked like he regretted it. Viola grinned at his uneasiness around her. She tried not to dwell on it, but it did rather plague her. What had happened for him to act like this? "Yeah. You're right." She said, giving him a small smile. "Anyway, I'm really sorry, but I think I have to meet my mom wherever the hell she is. I, at least, have to keep up my end of the deal. Or she won't let me play soccer."

"Right, the debutante thing?" he asked.

"Yeah…how did you know that?" she wondered.

"Oh. Yeah. Your brother played your message, and, well, I sort of overheard."

"That would do it. It's a monkey's job, though, this stupid thing. I don't know why she wants to subject me to this worse-than-death fate. It's horrible." She emphasized to him.

"It can't be all that bad." Duke commented.

She gave him a disbelieving look. "Are you crazy? It's excruciating! Where in the world would you get the idea that it's not that bad?"

He looked a little taken aback at her outburst. Immediately she felt a bit sorry that she yelled at him like that. "I—you—you should get to your mom, then…"

"Yeah…catch you later, Duke." She replied, for some reason disappointed. Still, she headed off in search of her mother, walking into death's very trap by finding her.

Sebastian finally got up to being first in line for kissing Olivia, and he admired himself for his initiative to go up and do it in the first place. He did feel bad for her, though. After all, she did have to kiss a million guys. He winced as he saw this scrawny guy with glasses kiss her; he imagined it was very disgusting. To his luck, a kid behind him (he didn't know why this kid was even in line), commented that they should get a room. Olivia blushed as she politely pushed the nerdy guy away from her. She smiled when she saw that Sebastian was in line, and she wiped off her mouth, as if trying to rid it of the countless germs she had for sure acquired.

"Hello again." She greeted.

"Hey." He replied. They were silent for a moment or two.

"So you going to kiss me, or what?" she said, laughing a little.

He blushed. "Oh. Yeah."

She closed her eyes as he did the same, and as their lips connected, he was definitely glad he had paid the fifteen dollars to go get in line. For this was just about the best kiss he had ever had. He hoped his intuition was right that she was enjoying it as well, because she seemed to be participating in it rather exuberantly. He felt like it could have gone on forever, except this time it was unfortunate for him as the kid told them almost the exact same thing.

Olivia was the one to pull away, granted, slowly, but when she looked at him, she looked almost disappointed. He looked at her, disappointment in his face as well. "Sorry." She said sincerely. "I didn't realize some people are so impatient." She said, gesturing to the nine-year-old guy that was behind Sebastian.

"It's alright." Sebastian said, his words betraying what he felt. As it wasn't all right at all with him.

"See you soon, Sparky."

He grinned as he left. Maybe this school wouldn't be so bad, after all.

Viola walked slowly into the tent where she had seen her mom before. "Hi, Mom." She said dully, purposefully being as restrained as possible. Not that it was very hard.

Sadly, her mother did not share the same unhappiness. Quite the contrary—she was smiling like Viola was actually excited about being a dressed up orangutan. "Oh, sweetie, you look like such a lady!" she expressed. "This is wonderful!"

"Sure, mom. Can I go?" she asked hopefully.

Her mom gave her a look that Viola thought was supposed to be a reprimanding one, but it was rather marred by Daphne's gladness. "No, you can't leave now! Remember, you have the next shift at the kissing booth? And go find and tell your brother that he needs to go to the cotton candy cart! Oh! And don't forget to mingle, darling!"

Viola didn't even attempt a smile. "Whatever." She said. Nevertheless, she did go off to find Sebastian and go subject herself to acquiring the spit of countless single guys. This would be fun.

She exited the tent and gave a quick survey of the carnival grounds. She started slowly walking towards the kissing booth, thinking he was still around it, but she couldn't see him. Just when she was about to give up, though, she saw him next to the Ferris wheel, just standing there. She sighed at her brother's antics and walked over to him.

"Sebastian, Mom wants you to go man the cotton candy place. So off you go." She announced.

He glared at her. "Fine, Vi. But you owe me."

"No I don't. Remember you made me cover for you when you went out to go to—"

Sebastian interrupted her by putting his hand over her mouth. "Shh, Vi. Alright, alright, I'll go. Later."

Viola smiled. It worked every time. Now, for the next order of business. She found her way over to the kissing booth, to see that Olivia had departed already, and a redhead whose name she had no idea, had now apparently taken over. She noticed Duke was next in line (she didn't know why he was even there…she assumed it was because he had nothing else to do), and feeling as if her soul had departed her body and was replaced by someone else, she just about ran over and up to the steps.

"Hey, I'm here to replace you?" Viola said, faking doubt.

"But I just—" The redhead started.

"Yeah, don't ask me why. But if I don't get up here now, I'll get in a crap load of trouble. Sorry." She lied.

Whoever it was who was in front of her shrugged. "Um…okay. Thanks I guess?"

"Yeah. See you."

Viola pretended to be surprised when she saw Duke in front of her. "Oh. Hi. Again." She greeted unsurely.

He looked uncomfortable again. "Hey. Where'd your brother go? He just disappeared.

"He was over by the Ferris wheel when I found him. Dunno why, but he was. Now our mom told me to tell him that he has to go take over for whoever's at the cotton candy place. He owes me, though, so it's all good."

Duke gave her an uneasy smile. "Well, I guess I should—I mean—if you—I—"

"Yeah." Viola said, saving him from stuttering.

He sat down, and though she had kissed guys before (well…guys meaning Justin), she didn't know how to start this one, since usually the guy was the one initiating it, but Duke didn't seem to be. She closed her eyes and found his lips, and soon all doubts faded away, along with all the sounds of the carnival. Duke almost seemed slightly startled at her suddenness, but caught on rather quickly. Before too long, they were kissing rather passionately, both unaware of anything going on around them. For all they knew, people were yelling at them to stop and go get a motel room somewhere. The kiss soon evolved into an outright makeout session, and although Viola got the sense that Duke hadn't had too many intense kisses like this, she went in for tongue anyways. Surprising to her, he didn't hesitate much, and she was simply in bliss, despite the little nagging in her brain that said she barely knew him at all and here she was making out with him. In public no less.

Unfortunately, she soon felt herself being pulled away by someone. Whoever it was was getting her pissed off. She got up in anger and looked into the face of whoever rudely interrupted them, and found that it was none other than Justin. Of all the people to break her pleasure, it had to be him. This just made her even angrier.

"Justin, what the hell are you doing?" she spat at him.

"Exactly the question I was about to ask you." He turned to Duke, a look of recognition in his eyes. "You're making out with my girlfriend, Orsino."

"Ex-girlfriend, Justin! Remember?" Viola said, fighting the urge to slap him.

"No one breaks up with me just like that, Viola." Justin said.

Viola couldn't believe him. "Drayton, leave her alone. She broke up with you and you need to lay off. She doesn't want you. Just deal with it." Duke said.

"You don't know what you're doing, Orsino."

"Yeah? And what'll you do to me? Drown me in your tears?" Duke asked, laughing.

"I didn't cry during that game. I had something in my eye." Justin said defensively.

Viola snorted. "Yeah, right, Justin. Bullshit." She replied.

He gave her a glare, and then turned and punched Duke hard in the face. Viola gasped at Justin's reaction. "Get off of him!" she yelled at Justin.

However, it was now turning into a fight between the two, Duke holding his own as well as, regrettably, Justin was. Viola didn't know what to do. She knew hitting Justin would do nothing, and she felt powerless as she watched them hit each other. She had no leverage to do anything, and she didn't like the feeling. They had now fallen off the stage of the kissing booth and were now duping it out on the grass, people turning around to watch them. She wished they wouldn't. It did please her temporarily, though, that Justin was sustaining somewhat worse injuries than Duke was, which Viola assumed was because of Duke's superior soccer skills. After all, Justin was just a goalie, and he definitely wasn't good field-wise.

To her relief, she saw someone running over to where the two guys were fighting, and she saw that it was Andrew. She was wondering exactly what he was doing here, but she was both amazed and grateful when he got in between Justin and Duke and pushed them apart. He didn't look very strong to Viola, even though he was probably an excellent sportsman as well, but apparently he was, as he successfully kept them apart, even though she could tell he was strained.

"What the hell are you guys doing? Stop it!" Andrew yelled at them. "This is pointless! And Drayton, go back to your little sob school and stop trying to prove yourself, because it won't work!"

Viola was impressed. Andrew definitely made it onto her favorite persons list with his display here. How wrong she was about her first impression! When Andrew had watched Justin walk away (and far enough so he wouldn't punch anyone right away), she walked up to him. "Thanks, Andrew. Talk about good timing, huh? But seriously, thank you."

He looked at her, a little stunned that she was there. "Uh—yeah, no problem. Can't have Duke hurt for practice. Coach would have both our heads. Duke, you okay, man?"

Duke had a bloody nose and a bruise forming on his jaw, but otherwise he looked fine. "Y-Yeah, I'm fine." He said, a little breathlessly.

Viola maneuvered him over away from the crowd and towards a bathroom where she could help him get cleaned up. However, the last thing she saw before she turned around was Paul, Kia, and Yvonne coming up, Kia's eyes resting a little too long on Andrew than normal. Viola didn't think much of it, but it was still a little suspicious.

"Come on, Duke, let's fix you up." She said to him.

"Thanks." He replied, and while he attempted a smile, she gave him a sincere one as she continued to lead him across the grounds.

I believe this one is longer for you guys, and I hope there was enough (or at least a start of) Duke/Viola in there? I know this is only the fourth chapter, and don't worry it won't go too fast...even though it seems so now. I'm sorry for the wait, and thanks immensely to:

WishingStar436, BrookieCookie490, Babybee13, lovestoread, A9L9O8N7E, vicki86, Fairysky, forgottenMisfit, -xAxsxHxlxExyx-, princesscatie21, IloveDukeO, hanvu, geeekindork, and TAY.