Light clicks open the lock of a door to the back entrance. She smiles, grinning in the dark even if they couldn't see her smile. "It's done!"
"You have your backpacks?" Barbie asks the latter.
Midnight makes a break for the outside world. She tumbles onto gravel pavement, being met with the sight of pale moonlight. Her mind jumps to Mars causing sadness sweep over her.
"Night?" Barbie calls, snapping her fingers in Midnight's face.
"Yes?" Midnight softly calls in response. She shakes her head, sitting up in doing so. Her eyes lock on her friends, perking up an eyebrow.
"You don't do well in the dark?" Light asks, lifting a brow.
Rocky holds in a snicker. He never saw the girl be afraid of much. So the sight of her being afraid of the dark; sparked amusement in the blonde ninja.
"It's one of my fears." Midnight sighs, removing herself from the gravel. She shakes off her outfit, eyeing up the others.
"How about you do a play based on the man? Really get people's attention." Light beams as the group begins to trek home.
"My brothers and I can tell our friends. They'll tell their friends. I'm sure they'd love to get behind it." Rocky eagerly agrees in an excited tone.
Midnight tilts her head sideways in bitter thought, "My play keeps getting put on the back burner. They want diversity to a minimum."
"Shouldn't they be encouraging friendships of all kind?" Barbie asks, raising an eyebrow. She has this frown etched onto her features.
"They won't." Light sadly notes, pointing out the obvious.
The group comes to a stop on the sidewalk. It had grown dark, the crickets could be heard chirping, but the houses around them were quiet as can be.
Benverly Valley High School is one located on the outskirts of the city. The blue brick building lays on an acre of land with paved sidewalks. The walk from there would be longer than the one from the mall.
"I don't think they'll allow us to put on a diverse play about taking down the man so we can be ourselves. This sucks!" Midnight growls as all eyes stop on her.
Rocky snaps his fingers. An idea lit up his beautiful green blue eyes. "What if we attempt to put on a semi secret play? We could use the gym afterschool to work on setup."
"Are you trying to get us expelled? I love how you think." Light beams, softly squeezing his shoulder.
Barbie rose an eyebrow, sneaking a glance at a semi fuming Midnight. She saw a slither of jealousy in grey eyes of the girl crushing on the blonde before it was replaced by a thoughtful exterior. She wished she could be so accepting like Midnight.
"Somebody once told me to lighten up. High school years shouldn't be all work and no play. A guy has got to have some fun." Rocky grins, clasping his hands together deviously.
Midnight had never seen him let loose. She always cited him as born with a briefcase, aftering meeting his parents- she could she why. She also knew the parents weren't his sole reasoning for being uptight the majority of the time. "Wasn't it Baby or Colt?"
Rocky shrugs, "I can't remember. One of the two were right."
Midnight felt butterflies flit in the pit of her stomach. She liked seeing this side of the blonde boy.
"Wait, so this is just fun for you? Boy, you better clean up your act!" Barbie watches the boy blush a rosy color even the tips of his pale ears were coated with red.
"Gosh! She's only kidding you." Light roughly nudges the male. She lightly laughs, bidding them goodbye, and going her own way. She'd be up for anything.
Rocky sighs, relaxing turning his gaze to Midnight. "We can meet up before, during, in between, and after classes to discuss it. See you tomorrow?"
"Bye, stud!" Barbie salutes the blonde, watching him turn to jog away. She knew the question was rhetorical one meant for Midnight who was busy biting on her bottom lip.
"Should I go home?" Midnight softly asks, having wanted to continue spending time with her friends.
"Night, how strongly do you feel about the topic at hand? You can't just expect me to feel for you." Barbie wraps a comforting arm around Midnight.
"I'm sorry, B." Midnight says, nodding her head in agreement. She was aware the girl had a point.
"Night, don't apologize. Now, can we talk about your crush?" Barbie beams as a frown appears on her face.
"My crush? I've only been with one guy. I miss Jules." Midnight softly coos, growing sad by the thought. She went to the secretive bar her father slept in, accompanied by Mars.
The two were able to yield a promise of dating in secret.
Midnight didn't care about the past girls Mars had been with. So he breaks a few hearts; the odd girl knew how life worked. You had to love to get your heart ripped from it's chest only to be capable of repeating the action. To her, you weren't tough if you couldn't handle the heartbreak. So she admired those who continue to pick themselves up, dust their selves off, and repeat their truths.
Barbie sighs, "What about Rocky?"
"What about the kitten turned rebel?" Midnight arches an eyebrow.
A few giggles accidentally escape Barbie. She thinks they're cute together, wanting to set them up.
"No, I meant your crush on him. You can't deny you like him. You two are always playing coy then eyeballing the other when neither of the two are looking. You can't." Barbie blurts in a rush, chuckling at the red shade her friend becomes.
"Infatuation is a real problem. Especially, when you're dating someone who is the best for you." Midnight stresses her point. She didn't want to discuss her love life with anyone. Even so, she gave herself fully to Mars.
Midnight didn't believe the blonde male would want to be with somebody already touched. In fact, she swore he was untouched himself. She saw how he would flinch when someone would touch him then he'd shove them off. She bore witness to it with his siblings and their parents plenty of times.
"Night, he-" Barbie gets halfway when Midnight shuts her down.
"Celeste, we can't go there! Ever. I have a boyfriend; one my step-father forebade me to see, but we made an oath. As for Rocky, he has a lovely, smart, beautiful gal. I can't nor won't compete with somebody as perfect as them in a relationship." Midnight anxiously reveals, cutting off her friend.
"Midnight, loads of people get together when they're young. High School Sweethearts is a fairytale fantasy meant to distort one's reality. They won't last!" Barbie exclaims, trying to get Midnight to open her eyes of being with the blonde male.
"You're wrong!" Midnight spits, turning face. She decides to keep her distance from her place for a bit. She didn't need those who were willing to change on her the instant they got a new family. Where had she gone wrong to make Samuel turn on her?
"Give me one example of who stays together past childhood sweethearts." Barbie softly speaks, watching Midnight frown.
Midnight has two perfect examples.
"The Douglas parents is example one. Two, happens to be Colt and Flame. Those two have known each other since she was five and he was six. So, how is that not telling you something?" Midnight replies, knitting her eyebrows in sadness.
"Midnight, you're forgetting that Baby and Colt haven't ever confirmed them as a couple. So, it's possible you could end up with Rocky." Barbie says, gripping Midnight by the shoulders.
Midnight sees a pleading look of oossibility in her blue eyes. She shoves off her arms, shaking her head. "Not likely."
Barbie is stunned, left by her lonesome in the cold whipping winds. She nonchalantly shrugs, "Well, I tried."
