I walked into the arcade feeling a little better than I had in days. Funny how not fighting with Serena could do that. I was surprised to see Lita and Rei waiting by my usual spot looking rather contrite. Andrew poured me a coffee as I made my way over scanning for Serena, who was apparently sulking in a booth towards the back. Then I got a good look at Amy who looked to be 'guarding' the other two and realized she really was the scary one of the group. I was suddenly relieved beyond belief she hadn't been at the arcade the night of my "meeting" with Serena.
"I'm sorry for breaking into your apartment." Amy said as I sat, she looked honestly abashed when she met my eyes and I nodded.
"Don't worry about it." Amy looked back at the other two expectantly, face hardening and starting to look really scary again the longer she waited.
"NOW!" She snapped and I'd never heard that tone from her before. She was normally so shy and quiet, the steel underneath was surprising.
"We're sorry for attacking you." The two chorused studying their shoes rather intently. Amy nodded satisfied and they fled. She followed them back to their table and a normal pace. The blue haired girl didn't sit down however she just looked at the blond who refused to move.
"Serena." Amy said the name with quiet disapproval and disappointment. I thought Serena would have started crying, but she just whined instead.
"But Ames!" I concentrated on my coffee trying not to laugh, I think if I did Serena would kill me, not sure I'd blame her either.
"It's not like you guys would have been less pissed off if I'd elaborated. And it was embarrassing!" The last bit hit a truly spectacular note. I was surprised we were all so used to it none of us cringed.
"Wow for that first part she sounded like a reasonable adult... then she ruined it." Drew glared and Serena stiffed, she'd heard. Maybe I could beat myself unconscious on the counter. I think Drew was right I really needed to work on my social skills. In all honesty though a vow of silence had a better chance of success. Serena stood stiffly and marched over.
Serena hissed out a lengthy apology in one breath, posture stiff and teeth gritted.
"Huh?" Was the general reaction to the speed with which she whizzed through her apology, Andrew actually managed a what instead of inarticulate noises of incomprehension. Serena's jaw flexed.
"I don't believe he needs me to repeat it." I valiantly fought a smile knowing it would only piss her off.
"Not for hitting asses though?" Blue eyes narrowed at me and I waited. I wasn't disappointed.
"I should not abuse them like that, they don't mean anything by their actions."
"I'm sure they forgive you. They tend to do things without thinking."
"That's because they have no brains." There was a sardonic twist to her lips that I thought was entirely to enticing.
"Is it they're fault they were born with beauty and no brains?" She snorted and turned left. I'm taking the fact that she didn't argue the beauty bit as a good sign, and not as a sign she couldn't be bothered to stick around me long enough to argue. Who knew I'm an optimist.
I'm not going to lie I spent my afternoon watching Serena and drinking coffee and making plans to stalk her tomorrow. Maybe I'm obsessed, maybe that's the understatement of the century. I was actually thinking of all the points in her dash to school where I could pop in front of her... I needed to get out more not as much as I needed a major frontal lobotomy. I should not be thinking these things about Serena! Though she really is 16, she just often seems younger... what I need, to put it crudely, is to get laid. With that thought I left the arcade and decided to move on to part 3 of my plan, beating her over the head with it. Let's face it I'm not really doing any of my thinking with my high brain functions as it is, I might as well just give in.
A.N Do you like? The next chapter gets a little steamy, and what about when Darien decides what he really needs is a little revenge?
