Halley went downstairs humming a tune she'd gotten stuck in her head the night before. She pulled open the door and was unsurprised to see Mycroft's car waiting for her. She hoped in the back seat beside her Uncle, smiling at Mathew.
"Morning, Mathew." She chirped.
The driver smiled to her in the rear view mirror,"Morning, sweetheart."
Halley beamed under the affection and turned to Mycroft as she took off her bag.
"What's up, My?" She asked.
"What do you mean?" Mycroft began, raising an eyebrow and acting bored,"Can't I-"
"Oh, hush My, I'm not stupid. What's wrong?" Halley huffed, leaning against the seat.
Mycroft frowned at her,"You're as bad as Sherlock sometimes."
"Adds to my charm," She smirked,"Now, spill."
Mycroft sighed,"You know Gregory, yes?"
"Greg. You're adding to extra syllables to his name." Halley quipped.
Her uncle narrowed his eyes,"In any case, I wanted to know-"
"If he likes you?" She finished smugly.
Mycroft scowled at her,"Yes." He replied shortly.
"Of course he does." Halley smiled, unphased,"He's got a thing for authority." She winked at him.
"There are many men with far more authority than I have, Halley. That shouldn't be your only reason for thinking he..." Mycroft cleared his throat.
"Loooooves you?" Halley giggled, shifting in her seat.
"Yes, fine." The politician huffed.
"Trust me, My, he loves you." She assured him.
"But how do you know?" Mycroft insisted,"He also 'loved' his ex wife. And I'm sure-"
Halley sat up in her seat,"Mycroft! He wouldn't stop looking at you over dinner! He was always nervous, pleased or anxious. Even Sherlock sees it."
Mycroft made a look of disgust,"Oh, good lord."
Halley grinned as he went on,"I don't wish to make a fool of myself by asking him to dinner."
"You won't. But you had better ask him, My!" Halley huffed, picking up her bag again as the car stopped.
She waved to Mathew as she got out, shutting the door and walking up to the sidewalk.
Halley took a breath and paused her steps as they drove away. She had plenty of her own problems to deal with at school. And one of them was gorgeous.
Halley fidgeted where she stood, watching Mabelle as the girl stepped out of her own car. The girl had short cut, blond hair with layers and tints of red dye. Her eyes were a light blue-gray shade, with long eyelashes and thin lips
Halley felt herself swept with a wave of dread because Mabelle was way out of her league. And, with her luck, straight.
Falling for her was dumb in the first place because there was no way it could happen. They hadn't even spoken much other than in science as partners on a project. Halley sighed and adjusted her bag on her shoulder and watched as her own little goddess walked towards the crowd.
What she did not expect, though, was the two boys quickly catching up to Mabelle, one grabbing her shoulder with a devilish grin. Her pretty smile fell