Bran

He got into the Reeds beat up old car that he highly suspected had been recalled in the 70's. He did not understand what Meera and Jojen meant when they said that Jojen could see things. Bran figured that he made observations about human behavior and made the logical leap as to what they were going to do. Bran did this sometimes. He made educated guesses and figured that is what Jojen did as well.

They drove to some burger joint that had a 50's theme to it. They came into the restaurant and were shown to a booth. The waitresses wore roller skates and had the hair styles that Bran had only seen in pictures. They all ordered cheese burgers with everything on them, fries and milkshakes. As they were waiting for their food they sat in awkward silence.

"So are you going to explain to me what you meant when you said you "saw" what was going to be happening?" Bran asked, no longer able to deal with the silence.

"Part if what you are thinking is right. Jojen does make logical conclusions based on what he sees, but it is so much more then that Bran. He really sees what is going to happen. He dreams them. We don't know why or how it happens. He has had his brain looked at and everything. The school made Jojen get the tests. They also sent him to a psychiatrist and they prescribed him medicine. They only made the visions stronger." Meera placed her hands on the table top and forced Bran to keep eye contact with her. It was as if she was willing Bran to understand.

"I can understand that he observes things, I do that as well. But I do not believe in people having visions. I am sorry. The only logical conclusion that I can make is that the medication that the psychiatrist have prescribed to Jojen are causing the so called visions." Bran said.

"I wish that was the case Bran, but these things started happening long before I was placed on medication. Honest Bran, this is the truth. I see things." Jojen said softly looking down at the pattern on the table top.

"Alright say I believe you. Tell me something that is going to happen. If it does I will believe you." Bran said.

Jojen closed his eyes and tilted his head to the side. "Who do you want me to see?" Jojens voice was low.

"Arya." Bran said the first name that came into his head.

"She is at a party. She is drinking. There is a guy there. She is being watched. She is watching others. She is angry and scared. She runs into the backyard. She is kissing someone. Her best friend finds her. She runs into the house and cries." Jojens eyes flicker opened. He is pale and looks like he is high.

Their food came and Bran doesn't know what to say to Jojen. He knows his sister. This sounds nothing like her. He watched as the Reeds sat eating their food. He picked up a French fry and took a bite thinking about what Jojen had said was going on with his sister. He knew that Myrcella liked that guy Gendry. But there was no way that she was drinking and kissing someone.

"We will see what happens." Bran said.

They went back to eating. The mood was a little strained. The food was good that was the best part of the whole evening.

"So how about what we did in theater today? I like learning about fake slapping. It was therapeutic to get to smack my brother a little." Meera said trying to lighten the mood.

It worked. Bran started laughing and they shifted into a comfortable conversation about normal things instead of the crazy ideas and harebrained thoughts of seeing visions.

Arya

Arya was never a drinker. She had seen how it made her brothers act like jackasses and she didn't want to act like that. But what after Hot Pie told her she decided to give it a try. She first tried a beer and was not a fan. Thoros laughed for ten minutes after she had her first sip after she choked on it while trying to spit it out at the same time. Beric took pity on her and went and found her a fruity drink. It was better. She didn't even taste the alcohol in it.

Her three admirers watched her drinking her drink with unmasked unhappiness and disapproval. She watched Myrcella flirt with Aegon right in front of Gendry and Gendry couldn't care less. He was to busy glowering at Jaqen. Jaqen was busy being charming with everyone around him.

Arya was feeling her buzz from the two wine coolers that she had drank and sauntered over to Gendry.

"Hey there. Want to dance?"

"Sure." Gendry said.

They walked out to the area that people were dancing and started to sway to the music together.

"Have I told you that you are the sexiest piece of beef cake that I have ever seen?" Arya said touching his arm and running her hand up to his chest.

Gendry stood stalk still. Arya had never felt this kind of control over a person before. She saw Gendrys Adams apple bob convulsively as she moved her nails over his chest.

"Arya what are you doing?" Gendry asked. His voice sounded uncertain. She knew that he liked that she was giving him this attention.

"I am trying to enjoy the party." She purred.

Arya laughed and sauntered away and went to look for another one of the fruity drinks that she was enjoying so much. She looked over her shoulder and say that Gendrys mouth was slightly opened. In the kitchen she found what she was looking for in the fridge.

"Arya this is enough." The bottle that she was holding was taken from her hand. "This is not okay. This is not you." Gendry was standing beside her. For the first time she saw the anger in his eyes. Some spark of her brain realized that she had fucked up.

She looked down and that was a mistake. It was her turn to swallow and she let her gaze spring back up to his eyes. But then her anger came up.

"How dare you take that away from me?" She lunged for the bottle.

"Tough shit Arya. You are done drinking."

"Like hell I am." Arya went for another bottle from the fridge. It was snatched out of her hand again.

"You are." He grabbed her arm and went over to the backdoor out of the kitchen so that they wouldn't make a scene. "Now you better tell me what the hell is going on with you."

"I just want to have a good time. I want to be young and stupid while I am young and stupid." Arya snapped.

"Well snap the hell out of it." He grabbed her shoulders and shook her.

She felt her body bounce and sway as he shook her. When he stopped she looked up into his eyes. He was not looking at her face; he was looking at her chest. In a surge of impulsivity she shot up her hand and grabbed his neck and pulled his down and kissed him. She had never kissed a guy the way that she was kissing Gendry. She used her whole body to kiss him. Her hands, lips, tongue even her teeth.

Gendry moaned softly in her mouth as they fought to see who was going to be in control of the kiss as it deepened. She let her hands slip under his shirt and his hands went from her shoulders down to her waist. Gendrys hands grazed her breasts on their way to her waist. Gendry let Arya take control to their kiss.

Her hands traveled all over his back and she felt his muscles contract under her fingertips. Then right as she felt Gendrys hand travel back up her body on their way to her chest there was a slam from behind her. She broke from the kiss and spun around to see Myrcella standing in the doorway with Aegon beside her. Gendrys hands fell away from her. She stumbled away from Gendry and went to the house. She brushed past the two in the doorway. She was crying when she ran right into the chest of Jaqen. He grabbed her shoulders to steady her.

"Arya what is the matter?" He looked at the tears streaming down her face.

"I kissed Gendry and Myrcella and Aegon saw us. I think I just did something that she will never forgive me for." She slid her hands around him as he held her to him.

"It is alright lovely girl. Myrcella will understand. "Jaqen said to the top of her head. "Now I think you need some water. Come on. Let's go find your friends."

He wiped the tears from her face with tenderness that made Arya look into his face. There was kindness there, but desire as well. Arya noticed that his eyes stayed on her swollen lips. Then he ever so softly ran a finger along them. She closed her eyes. His touch felt so good to her. When the warm presence was removed she opened her eyes to find herself alone in a hallway.

Sansa

As she let herself be led onto the dance floor she couldn't stop herself from looking behind her at Sandor. He stood there in a sea of people, an island unto himself. She couldn't stop looking at him when she had the opportunities to do so. The worst times were when they both had their physical education class. They were on opposite sides of the gym, but her eyes always found him. His body was amazing. When he was lifting weights and without a shirt he reminded her of Perseus. Even with his scars she was unable to tear her eyes from him. She had one embarrassing moment last week on the balance beam. She had been looking at Sandor and watching his body move when she lost her footing on the beam and fell off. She heard Joffery braying like an ass from where he was working out and her heart sank. Everyone had seen.

She tore her eyes from Sandor and looked at Joffery. He was clinging and grabbing on to her in a possessive manner that made her want to slug the ass. He pulled her to him. Then he said in a very slobbery voice to dance. He expected her to dance on him! The nerve. She was peeved to say the least. But she did what he had said. She danced. She figured what the hell. The music was good and there was something in the atmosphere of the gathering that made her go with it. She hoped that Sandor was watching her.

When the song stopped Joffery said he wanted a drink so they left the dance floor and went over to the bar. He made himself a Jack and Coke and one for Sansa as well. While he was looking at his friend Sansa switched the drink for a normal cola and pretended to be drinking with him.

"So Sansa, how do you like the party?" Joffery slurred.

"It is fantastic Joffery, I am greatly enjoying myself." Sansa lied.

In truth she was having a horrible time. She was not enjoying getting pawed on by a creep. But the looks that she was getting were worth it. She knew that the girls around her wanted to be her. It was made even more apparent when Joffery gave her a present. It was a necklace.

"I want my girl to wear something as beautiful as she is. My mother thinks that this would look good on you." He said choking her trying to fasten it onto her neck.

"Thank you Joffery. This is magnificent." She said as he was finally able to fasten it and she was able to breathe again.

"Is this official enough for you?" He sneered.

"Yes Joffery. It is."

The rest of the party was full of Sansa being told to dance and Joffery drinking and groping her. Finally before midnight she saw Sandor for the first time since they had gotten to the party. He looked like he was miserable. He walked over to where Joffery and a few of the other football players were sitting. Sansa made the decision to leave as he sat down. At the end of the song she would go tell Joffery that she had to leave. She let herself get lost in the music for the last time. She imagined that she was not there dancing at Jofferys insistence; she was not dancing on a crowded dance floor. She was alone dancing for herself. She was swaying and her body was pulsating with the beat of the music.

When the song ended she opened her eyes and looked over to where Joffery was sitting. He looked like he was in need of female attention. She did not want to be the one to give him that attention. Then she looked over at Sandor behind him. He looked like he was droning. She wanted to throw him a life boat. She walked over to them and smiled at Joffery.

"Joffery I think it is time that I get hime. My curfew in almost up." Sansa said.

"Okay Sansa. But first I want a kiss. I deserve one after that necklace that I shelled out the money for." He grabbed her and roughly pulled her to him. He latched his mouth on hers and she felt revulsion shoot in her body. He clutched her to him as his tongue invaded her mouth. His hand crept to her ass and he was groping her.

The kiss didn't end soon enough for her. She wanted to wipe her mouth in disgust but held herself back.

"Now get out of here girl." He said giving us a pat on the ass.

"Alright Joffery." Her voice was meek.

She looked at Sandor. He nodded his head and turned to walk away from the party. Sansa followed him to his car.

Sandor opened his passenger door for her and she slid into the seat.

"Do you really have to be home now or did you just say that?" Sandor asked.

"I don't have to be home until one. I just wanted to get out of here." Sansa admitted. "I don't know why but I find myself telling you the truth no matter what it is."

She smiled at him. He gave her a lopsided smile in return. He started the car and turned it onto the road. He was not heading to her house, but away from the city and up into the hills.

"Where are we going?" Sansa asked.

"I have a feeling that you missed the stars. They won't be as bright as at your house up North, but they will shine for you." Sandor said.

Myrcella

She had defiantly felt no greater thrill in her life as she had riding on the back of the motorcycle. There was something exhilarating and breath snatching exciting about it. She had held onto Aegons waist as they were zipping around to get to the house that the party was at. She had forgotten that she was supposed to be thinking a way to get Gendry to like her. She had forgotten that she was sad that she could see Gendry falling for her best friend. All she felt was the power of the bike underneath her and the strong solid man in her arms. For a moment she let her mind think it was Gendry that she was holding. But her bubble was busted when they stopped at a light.

"Do you like the ride so far?" Aegon asked.

"Yeah. I really am. This thing feels like there is a lot more power to it then you are letting it show. I really would like to see what this thing could do." Myrcella said speaking truthfully.

"We could do that. How about next weekend? I have nothing to do then. Except rehearsal with the guys. You can come to that to if you want." Aegon said.

"I would like that." Myrcella said as the light changed to green and off they sped.

They made it to the party. Arya and the guys all got out of the car. Thoros and Beric were joking and messing around on their way up to the door.

Myrcella tried to flirt with Aegon and he still seemed willing to receive her attention so she tried to keep it up to see how Gendry reacted.

When they got there the door was opened by a guy that Myrcella knew from the art class that Arya had. His name was Jaqen and he was very attractive, and very interested in Arya. Is there no guy in Kings Landing High School that didn't like Arya Stark!

"Hello lovely girl. I am very pleased that you could make it."

"Jaqen is this your party?" She asked.

"It is. I just received word that our valiant Knights have just won their game. And who are all these people that you have here with you?" Jaqen indicated to the group ringed around her.

"These are my friends. Myrcella, Hot Pie, Thoros, Beric, Aegon and Gendry." Arya introduced her friends.

Myrcella watched as Jaqen, Aegon and Gendry all had a show down as to who was the top guy there using glares and body language. Aegon backed down first. He turned and looked at Myrcella. He had a slightly confused look on his face. It was if he was seeing her for the first time. She looked at him. There was something different between them after that bike ride. But she pushed that idea away. She liked Gendry, she wanted Gendry.

Once the pissing contest was over between Gendry and Jaqen she started looking around the party. Arya dragged Hot Pie away and Thoros went with Gendry. Beric was there laughing with Jaqen. They were laughing and smiling. Myrcella didn't know anyone else so she stuck by Aegon.

"Do you know anyone here?" She asked.

"A few, but I don't want to go say hi to them. Lets go see what is going on." Aegon said grabbing her hand and leading her over to the hallway.

They found a room that had a gaming system and big TV set up. There was no one in the room. Aegon decided to check out what was what, as he put it. He gave a small whistle.

"This is all pretty expensive stuff." Aegon said.

"I know what I like. Do you want to play?" Jaqen said from the doorway. Myrcella jumped at the sound of his voice. She was unaware that he had even been there.

"That would be really cool man." Aegon said. Myrcella watched as they played a racing game and Aegon won. They were laughing as they left the gaming room.

When they got to the main room they found Arya with a drink in her hand. Myrcella was shocked to see Arya drinking. She headed over to where the other guys were at and picked right back up flirting with Aegon. She found that she enjoyed his wit and the way that he flirted back. She was having a good time at the party. Then there was something different. Hot Pie and Thoros stopped talking. She turned over and looked at what was causing everyone to stop talking.

Arya was with Gendry and they seemed to be dancing. She watched as Arya took a large swig of her drink. Then Arya laughed at something and walked away into the kitchen, Gendry followed. Myrcella did not like the look on Gendrys eye. She had seen it all her life on her father's face and then Jofferys. It was the same look they got right before they hurt someone, either with words or their hands. She started to follow when she felt a hand on her arm. Aegon was holding her back.

"Let them go for the time being Myrcella. We can go see what is going on in a moment. Let them talk." Aegon said.

"He looked like he was going to slap her. I will not let that happen. It is not her fault; you can't let him hit her. I have seen the look on someone else's face before right before things go bad. I will not let that happen to Arya." She struggled to break free of Aegon.

"Hold on Myrcella. Whatever he is feeling he won't do anything. All he wants to do is talk to her. He is really confused at the moment." Aegon said. "I don't really blame him. Arya Stark is a little unnerving. There is something about her. But don't you worry about Gendry. Myrcella is everything okay at your house?"

Myrcella blinked a few times and felt the tears prickle at her eyes. She had never been asked point blank about what happened at her house. She didn't know if she was supposed to talk about what goes on behind the closed doors of her house. Her father was a drinker and her mother was strict with her. They fought all the time and she knew that her father hit her mother. Then there was Joffery. He was evil, just pure unadulterated evil. He hit her and Tommen. He caused them to think horrible things and feel that way too. But how could she tell this to Aegon?

"Well if you lived with Joffery how do you think life is?" Myrcella said. The first tears softly fell from her eyes.

"Come on Myrcella, lets go to the bathroom." He led her to the one off the kitchen.

Aegon sat her down on the toilet and handed her some tissue for her eyes.

"Is it really that bad at your house Myrcella? You can talk to me you know." Aegon was leaning against the wall watching her.

"Some times. He gets angry easily. I think Tommen and I are easy targets, well not as easy as the staff. But he does hit us sometimes." Myrcella confessed.

"I am so sorry Myrcella. Is there anything that I can do for you?"

Myrcella gave a smell sad smile. "No it is alright. It doesn't happen as often as it used to. I have never told anyone about it before. I am just really thankful that you asked me. And you didn't laugh at me when I told you. I tried to tell someone once. I was seven. It was a teacher. She laughed at me. After that I didn't tell anyone about him hitting me. It just feels better getting it off my chest."

She stood up and kissed his cheek. She watched as his cheeks turned red.

"Now that you are all calmed down do you want to go get a soda?" Aegon said.

"Sure. Then can we go get some air outside?"

"Anything that you want I can try to get. Come on." Aegon took her hand again and they went out into the kitchen.

They grabbed themselves sodas and went out to the side door that lead to the backyard. Then they both stopped. Arya was kissing Gendry. She was really kissing him and he was kissing her back. Aegon turned and looked at Myrcella and she looked at him. They had a moment of defeat; the people that they both liked were standing there in the moonlight making out. But for some odd reason Myrcella was not as heartbroken as she always figured that she would be.

Sandor

He drove to his families' property just outside of town, with Sansa sitting next to him. He did not know what had caused him to think Sansa wanted to see the stars. He wanted to see something that calmed him down and made him happy. When he had been a child he had loved to lie on his back and gaze at the start. He used to make up his own constellations. Then as he grew older he learned the real ones. He knew that if people found out that he was an armature astronomer that he would be made fun of. He was taking a big chance sharing this with Sansa. He knew that she would appreciate it, so he was willing to chance it, for her.

They drove onto the back of the property and there were no trespassing signs hung up all over. Sansa looked nervous. He didn't know if it was because she was with him, in a place that was unknown to her or because it was late.

"Are we trespassing? Can't we get in trouble if we are caught?" She looked over at him worried.

He gave a soft chuckle. "No we are not trespassing. My family owns this property. I come up here all the time and look at the stars. I used to do it when I was a kid with my mom."

He did not know why he had said that last bit about his mom. He never talked about her.

"Oh well I am glad we won't be getting in trouble." Sansa said.

They drove through the trees until they were no longer under their cover. He stopped the car at the clearing that he gazed at the stars in. He got out of the car and went to open Sansas door and held his hand out to help her out. She kept her hand in his because the ground was uneven and she was unsure of her footing.

She stumbled and almost fell. Sandor caught her and she clung to him. Her hands were on his chest, her fingers splayed across his muscles. He took a deep breath and set her upright. She giggled and took his arm as they walked to where Sandor was leading them.

"Can you stay here Sansa? I will not be gone long and I wanted to get the blanket out of my trunk so we can see the stars." Sandor said.

"Sure, but hurry. I am not a fan of the dark." Sansa said.

Sandor went to get the blanket from trunk. He returned to Sansa and put the blanket down on the ground. Sansa sat down looking at Sandor. He sat beside her. They were now in an awkward silence. They had never had one before. He did not understand why. He was trying to remember if anything had changed during the week. Then he noticed sheen around Sansas neck. It was a necklace. It had not been there before they had gone to Jofferys party. He knew what this meant. Joffery was marking his territory. She was now officially with Joffery. That was what was different.

"So are there any constellations that you want to see?" Sandor asked.

"Um I would love to see Perseus and Andromeda." Sansa said in a small voice.

"Are you a fan of their myth?" He asked as he leaned back to get a better view of the sky.

"Yes." Sansa said.

Sansa leaned completely back as well. Her head was resting very close to his. He could smell her hair. He was distracted with the idea of running his hands in her hair. Then he noticed the heat her body was giving off next to him. Then he noticed her shiver and realized that she was still in her cheer uniform and must be cold. He sat up and so did she. They looked at each other and he just silently took off his jacket and handed it to her then lay back down and got to the star gazing.

"Well that one there is Cassiopeia, Andromeda's mother. Over there is Perseus, and that is Andromeda." His hand flew from constellation to constellation. It did not take him that long to see them. They were some of his favorite ones to find because they had been his mothers.

"Um I do believe you but I do not see them." She said

"Oh. I have an idea. My mom would do this with me to show me the constellations as a child. Sit up and slide over here." He sat up. Sansa did the same. He took her hand and she leaned against his chest to be able to see the sky at the right angle. He picked up her hand and traced the constellations for her.

"Now I see them. Thank you Sandor. How about Pegasus? And Cetus. Where are they?"

Sandor stayed looking at the sky. He was unsure for the first time in his memory where the constellations were. All he was aware of was Sansas body pressed against him. He could feel himself growing with need. He knew that if she stayed there it would be in an even more uncomfortable position for him then he already was.

He cleared his voice and looked up at the stars and tried to clear his mind. He needed to find the constellations for Sansa. He closed his eyes tight and took a deep breath. He put his face back next hers and they looked up at the stars. Then he pointed the designs out for her.

"They are so beautiful. I have always wanted to learn these constellations. I have always loved the story. I truly have. There is something about it that has always resonated with me. I always felt bad for Andromeda when she was chained to the rock because of her mother." Sansa said.

"I have always liked how Perseus saved her. It was something that I have always liked about it." Sandor said.

"What time is it? I have to be home by one. When we left the party it had just turned midnight."

"We should be going then." Sandor and Sansa got up from the ground and then walked to the car. She held onto his arm and they got back into the car and drove her home.