Thank you for the reviews! I super appreciate them!

A special thanks to "SailorMoonFan" for this idea!

It's a short one, but I hope you all like it!

"No way! What're you doing here?" asked Serena.

"You can't be that dense, Meatball Head," said Darien, rolling his eyes. He walked in her row, taking the seat next to her, his popcorn in his lap. "We're at a movie theater. Pretty sure everyone's here to watch a movie."

She picked at the popcorn, tapping one against the side of the bowl. "So, your date in the bathroom or something?" she asked, wrinkling her nose.

He glanced at her from the corner of his eye. "Don't have a date," he said, shrugging. Like her question didn't unnerve him at all.

"Really?" Turning, she raised an eyebrow at him. "The great Darien Shields—the one that reminds me daily I should be honored enough to be in his presence—doesn't have a date? What happened? Did you finally show your fan girls your green jacket and they ditched you?"

"What's it to you? Besides, it's not like you've got a date either."

"Yeah, but I'm not the one who's full of himself. I half expected you with an arm around a girl every time you went out!"

"You planning on talking through the entire movie?" he grunted.

Grumbling under her breath about big-egoed jerks, she turned back to face the screen.

Leaning into his chair, Darien lowered his body till his shoulders touched hers. He nudged her slightly until she turned to him.

"I thought we weren't suppose to talk," she whispered, glaring at him. "Right now you could be not talking with your date."

His cheeks pinked in embarrassment.

"Maybe I'm looking for the right person to date," he whispered back.

"Funny place to look for a date—in a movie theater."

"Maybe." He stole a glance at her, seeing her pouting. Maybe not.

Dropping his eyes to her lips, he wondered if she puckered them like that when kissing.

"What?" she said, raising a hand to her cheek. "Something on my face?"

"Not yet," he replied without thinking.

"What?" Her eyebrows narrowed in confusion.

"Nothing," he spit out, turning back to face the screen. He raised his hand to his face, coughing a few times into it while attempting to hide a growing blush. Smooth, his brain taunted, real smooth.

Haha, what'd you think?

I don't think I've mastered Serena teasing Darien properly just yet so I'll definitely have to do a few more. Anyone have any ideas for this theme? XD