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Claire Bennet stepped into the school library, walking over to the end of the long stretch of bookcases, filled to the brims with various books of various genres. She sighed as she shook her head, her long blonde locks shaking with her. Claire sat down on one of the red padded chairs, crossing her right leg over her left by force of habit.
She breathed out the breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding. After about thirty seconds, she stood up with a frustrated sigh. She just couldn't get her fight with West out of her mind.
Claire walked over to a bookshelf and trailed her finger over the spines, whistling an unknown tune. Finding nothing interesting, she rounded the bookcase to search through more books. What she wasn't expecting was to find Sylar blocking her path.
Claire flinched and took in a sharp breath. "Oh my god! What are you doing here?" Claire whisper-yelled.
Sylar smirked and leaned against the shelf, arms crossed. "Just came for the show, Claire bear."
Claire grimaced and gave him a light shove. "Don't call me that! Wait, you said show...." Claire's expression was confused.
"Yeah. Gotta say, I didn't expect you to lash out at that tall skinny boy like that. And deffending me. Wow."
Claire's cheeks turned a pale red from her oncoming blush. "Whatever." she said walking past him, continuing to slide her finger across the spines of books. Sylar caught up with her and blocked her path, forcing her to stop and look at him.
"Whatever? That's all you've got?"
She rolled her eyes and tried to duck away from him, but he held his arm out, preventing her from moving. "Thank you."
"For what?"
Sylar rolled his eyes. "You know. For defending me. Really."
Normally Claire wouldn't have beleived him, just for the fact of who he was. But now, she could hear the softness in his tone. She determined that he had to be serious. She decided to blow it off by treating it like a friendly action. "No problem. Nobody insults my friends."
Inside of him, Sylar could feel a small part of his heart crack. "Friends?"
Claire nodded, even though she knew that 'friends' was no way to describe this. "Yeah. We're friends right?"
"Yeah. I guess so." Sylar said slowly, drawing each word out as he thought about them.
All was silent for about five seconds. "Come with me."
Claire looked at him like he was a madman. "Huh? Umm maybe you haven't noticed, but I'm kinda in school right now."
He rolled his eyes. "What's the matter, afraid daddy Bennet will find out you skipped?"
"No!" she immediately responded. Sylar smirked down at her. "Fine. I'll go." Sylar now smiled down at her. "Great. Follow me."
Claire did as he instructed. They slipped out of the school like a couple of cat burglars. As they stepped into the parking lot, Claire didn't see West from his position behind the statue, but Sylar did. He smirked in the bo's direction as he led Claire to the car he'd stolen. West stormed off.
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Claire turned to Sylar from the passenger seat as he backed out of the parking lot. "So, where are we going?"
"I haven't quite figured that out yet. Any ideas?"
Claire thought for a moment, pursing her lips as she thought. How about the fair! It just came into town and it's got tons of stuff to do!" Claire was so excited that she was practically bouncing in the leather seat. Sylar thought for a moment. "Sure."
"Yes!"
Sylar laughed. "Just tell me where I'm going."
Claire gave him directions and then he turned on the radio.
Wise men say only fools rush in
but I can't help falling in love with you
Shall I stay
would it be a sin
If I can't help falling in love with you
Sylar turned the station with a shake of his head.
One - you're like a dream come true
Two - just wanna be with you
Three - girl it's plain to see
That you're the only one for me and
Four - repeat steps one through three
Five - make you fall in love with me
Sylar once again changed the station.
Hey hey baby (hu ha).
I wanna know if you be my girl.
Hey hey baby (hu ha).
I wanna know if you be my girl.
Frustrated, he turned the station once more.
Dont stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, Imma fight
Til we see the sunlight
Tick tock, on the click
But the party dont stop
Woah-oh oh oh
Woah-oh oh oh
Finally, Sylar relaxed. Claire began to sing along with the radio. After a moment, he joined in with her. They sang along with the words, gigling the whole time as Sylar drove off to the fair.
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Sylar and Claire stepped up to the ticket booth. "How may I help you two?"
Sylar handed her a fifty dollar bill and a twenty. "Yes. Two adult admissions and a hundred tickets please." They waited patiently as the small woman behind the ticket booth window counted out the tickets. After a short moment, she handed them to Sylar. "Thanks."
They stepped out of the line over to the gate entrance where they handed their admission tickets to the security guard. As they walked into the gate, Claire spoke up for the first time since they had gotten out of the car. "What should we do first?"
Sylar pondered her question for a moment then shrugged. To be honest he hadn't really thought about what they would do here. "Not sure. It's up to you."
Claire beamed at his answer, squeeling with joy. "Yes! Then we definately need to go to the rollercoasters." Claire took hold of his arm, just below the elbow and drug him over to the nearest rollercoaster. Sylar was surprised as she yanked him over to the ride.
"The cyclops? Huh." he mumbled questioningly. The two stood in the line, waiting patiently as the line gradually shortened. Finally, it was their turn. Sylar stepped ahead of Claire and handed the man there the correct amount of tickets. He opened the gate wher Sylar followed him, Claire trailing behind. The man opened the cart for them and they slid into the seat. Shortly, the ride started up, and Claire began sreaming, enjoying every single second.
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Two hours and a hundred and fifty tickets later, Claire and Sylar walked down the row of games, laughing arm in arm. "Oh! I can totally win that one!" said Sylar, pointing to the game where you toss the baseball to knock over the bottles.
"Nope. No fair! It doesn't count if you use telekenesis!" Claire said in a hushed tone.
Sylar knew she was right. He thought for a moment, then took Claire's hand and led her over to the basketball hoops. "Wanna play sir?"
Sylar glanced back at Claire before answering. "Yes."
"Okay here you go! You get three shots to make it. One goal gets a small stuffed animal. Two goals gets the medium, and all three goals get the large stuffed animal. Here are the basketballs." said the game manager, handing Sylar the basketballs.
Sylar took a step back and dribbled for a moment. Claire just rolled her eyes, crossing her arms, looking bored. Sylar lfted his arms and released the ball. He watched as it slid into the hoop with ease. The vendor and Clare snapped to attention. He had actually made a goal! They watched in amazement as he tossed the second ball into the hoop. Finally, he smirked as the final ball made a swooshing sound as it landed in the hoop.
The vendor stood dumbfounded as Claire ran up to Sylar, a grin spread across her face.
"Amazing! You're the first one today to actually make all the goals! Take your pick of any of the animals here!" said the vendor, motioning to the shelf full of large stuffed bears and other creatures.
Sylar looked down at Claire. She looked back up at him. "What?' she asked confused. "Pick one." he said.
Claire's eyes lit up and she turned to the vendor and pointed to the large stuffed panda bear. The vendor handed it to her and she smiled then ran over to Sylar and hugged him. He took a step back, but he placed his arms on her shoulders, hugging her back. They were both smiling as they held onto each other.
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Sylar pulled into the parking lot of the cafe, stepping out of the car, just as Claire was doing. They both stepped into the door of the restaurant, then walked over to a booth. They picked up the menus and were silent for a moment as they searched for something to eat.
Only moments later, a waitress walked up to their table. "Well don't you two make a darling couple! What can I do you for?" she asked, smiling and poising her pen over her writing pad.
Sylar began "Well we're not actually-", but Claire interrupted him,grinning at the waitress.
"Yeah, we do don't we?"
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Okay so the original plan was to continue but I just had to see your reaction! So what do you think? Suggestions? Tips? Comments? Anonymous reviews now available! Next one will be super long! I just needed you guys' reactions!
