Cerise was going to kill Darling the moment she got the chance, for she knew this was her doing. No one else could concoct such a scheme. She glanced behind her at the elevator as she heard the door lock. There would be no escaping this one. Cerise didn't know whether or not Darling could see what was going on, but she did know that she wasn't getting out of here any time soon.

Cerise was going to murder Darling.

"Cerise."

Cerise turned around to find Daring Charming staring at her in shock. Obviously, this plan had been one hundred percent his sister's idea. And, it was one of Darling's worst ideas to date. Cerise knew that the girl meant well, but she didn't know what she was doing. It was a full moon, and, while Cerise had a better handle on the lunar cycle than her sister, it still was too dangerous. She could end up hurting someone, or worse. Cerise shook her head. She didn't want to think about what was worse.

"What are you doing here?" Daring Charming's perfect voice cut through her thoughts.

Cerise let out a brisk laugh. "Why don't you ask your sister," she said, walking past Daring and taking a seat overlooking the field.

"M-my sister?" Daring Charming took the seat right next to her. Cerise eyed Daring, with his perfect face, and perfect hair, and perfect jawline that she had been trying to avoid. She never should've accepted the ticket.

"Yes, your sister," Cerise said, "After all, she did lock the elevator."

"She locked the elevator?"

"Yes."

"How do you know that?"

Cerise sighed. "I just do, okay?"

Daring glanced from her to the elevator. "Okay," he said after a moment.

Cerise had to resist the urge to look at Daring, instead, focusing on the game that had just begun. The Wolves versus the Knights. Cerise snorted, how appropriate. She could feel Daring's eyes upon her as she watched the game. She had no doubt that there were a hundred different questions he wanted to ask. She resolved to answer none of them.

After a while, Daring got up and walked away. Cerise heard him as he shuffled around, probably getting something to eat. A minute later, he returned and placed something on Cerise's lap. She looked down to find a carton of nachos sitting on her lap.

"You dropped yours all over the floor. I thought you might want some more," Daring said, not looking at her.

"Yeah," Cerise said, "Thanks."

She watched Daring as he watched the game. The fates must really hate her, Cerise decided. She had too many secrets in her life to ever really be in a relationship with the boy in front of her, but that didn't mean that they couldn't be civil. That didn't mean that they couldn't enjoy themselves.

"So," Cerise said, drawing Daring's attention away from the game, "Do you like the Knights?"

Daring shrugged. "Three of my cousins play for the team," he said, "but I've always been more of a Wolves fan."

"Really?"

"Yeah. What about you? Do you like the Knights?"

"My dad and I always cheered for the Wolves," Cerise said, "So, I'm a Wolves fan through and through."

"Huh," Daring said, "That doesn't surprise me."

Cerise looked at him. It didn't surprise him? She was a Hood, didn't he know that they were supposed to hate the Wolves?

"What does surprise me, though," Daring said, "is that you said your dad was a Wolves fan. You've never talked about your dad before."

"Really?" Cerise asked nervously, "That's weird." She returned her attention to the game, focusing on the playing and the score, and definitely not the prince sitting right next to her.

"I wasn't even aware that you had a father."

"Oh?"

"Yes," Daring said, "I'd like to meet him."

"Youcantdothat," Cerise said a bit too quickly. She glanced at Daring, who was staring at her. There was something in his eyes that she didn't know how to interpret. "What I mean is, he's away on business."

"When's he get back?"

"I don't know," Cerise said, "His job takes him away a lot for long periods of time. It's a strange job."

"Almost as strange as Little Red Riding Hood marrying the Big Bad Wolf."

Cerise choked. "What?"

"I was just thinking," Daring said, his eyes boring in to her, "of how strange it would be if the Big Bad Wolf married Little Red Riding Hood."

"Yes, that would be strange," Cerise agreed.

Her eyes returned to the field. How much did he know? Was he just saying this because he thought it was strange, or because he knew something more? Oh, her father would kill her.

"Do you know that your eyes turn golden in the moonlight?" Daring asked, and Cerise froze. There was no doubt now that he knew. He knew it all. "Or when you get focused or pissed off?"

"No," Cerise said, "I wasn't aware."

"Did you that the only people whose eyes can change to gold like yours are werewolves?" Daring asked her.

Cerise sighed and looked at Daring. There was no maliciousness in his expression. He looked..concerned? Cerise shook her head, she must have been misinterpreting it.

"How long have you known?" she asked.

"I've had my suspicions," Daring said, "but, honestly, the last ten minutes. Why didn't you tell me?"

Cerise stared at Daring. He wanted to know why she hadn't told him. She hadn't told him because it was a secret. It was a secret that she was so used to keeping that even her best friend forever after didn't know about it. The only person on the entire planet that knew about it outside of her family was Raven Queen, and that girl had so many secrets of her own that Cerise knew she would keep hers.

Daring...he was different. True, she'd felt for him in a way that she never had before, but she had thought that she was just a passing fancy to him. He was brave, and funny, and handsome, and there were plenty of other girls that would suit him much better than herself. Cerise had been sure that it would only be a matter of time before he saw that, and, when he did, it was better that he left just thinking her another damsel in love with him.

"You're a Charming," Cerise muttered, "I wasn't sure that I could trust you?"

"And why was that?"

Cerise shrugged. "You-your Daring Charming. You have girls chasing after you at every turn. You're a prince that fights dragons, and is rich, and famous. Me-I'm..."

"Cerise Hood," Daring said with a small smile that made Cerise's insides melt, "You're the girl that saved the bookball team. You're the crazy Rebel that can run faster than anyone in school. You're the only person that posted a picture of me on bookpage when I was turned in to a frog. You hate parties, but go because you love you're friends. You're all kinds of strange, and that makes you perfect."

Cerise gaped at Daring. She didn't know what to say. "Is that-is that really how you see me?"

"That," Daring said with a grin, "isn't even half of it."

Cerise grinned in return, and, without another thought, kissed Daring Charming. It was so much more than their first kiss. This kiss held hope, and trust, and a thousand arguments that they had yet to have. This kiss spoke of a future. A future with happiness, and acceptance. A future where Cerise didn't have to hide anymore. A future with Daring Charming, and that was the future that she wanted. Cerise surrendered herself into that kiss and everything it offered