A/N: Just a note, this is basically what my group did at prom. We went chinese food-ing, and the guys brought the food and they were so cute...and the girls did switch places, and the guys looked all confused. It was funny. The guys went and sat down with the wrong girls, and we all went "nyeh!" and ran back to our seats. They thought it was hilarious.
-Cali :)
The three couples sat in a dim, elegant private room, chatting for awhile.
Kieran found herself gazing into Stanton's eyes during a lull in conversation, thinking about how bright his blue irises were, and his lips curled into a slight smile. "What?" she asked, beginning to smile as well.
"Nothing," he said simply, and looked away. Suddenly Stanton glanced at his watch and stood from the table, motioning for the other guys to follow him. Before he walked away, he leaned over and kissed Kieran lightly.
Kieran, Cassandra, and Yvonne watched in confusion as the guys waved to them in unison, then left the room. "Where are they going?" Kieran asked, utterly lost.
Cassandra shrugged. "I have no idea. Hey, you guys wanna mess with them?" she asked, a mischievous grin spreading across her lips.
Yvonne's lips curled to match Cassandra's, and Kieran urged Cassandra to tell them her idea. "Why don't we all switch tables, and confuse them?"
Kieran laughed. She had expected something more...evil? No, not evil - mischievous. Well, it would be fun anyway. "Why not?" she asked, and picked up her purse. Nearly tripping over her dress, she switched tables with Cassandra while Cassandra walked over to Yvonne's table, and Yvonne sat down in Kieran's seat.
"What do you think they're doing?" Yvonne asked, looking at the wall in the direction the boys had gone. "Maybe they're like...hiding something. Or something."
Cassandra laughed. "Maybe they're off with three other girls," she teased, and both Yvonne and Kieran rolled their eyes.
"Yeah right," they chorused, and then looked at each other and laughed.
"Maybe they're - Oh," Kieran said, cutting herself off as she spotted the boys walking back into the room.
All three guys walked in with smiles on their faces that dropped rather suddenly into looks of confusion as they realized their girls weren't in the right seats anymore.
The girls broke into giggles as they watched the guys do doubletakes. Finally, the guys looked at each other and shrugged. Stanton sat down across from Yvonne, Karyl sat across from Kieran, and Tymmie sat across from Cassandra.
The girls stopped giggling and quickly got up, rushing back to their right seats while the guys laughed. Kieran folded her arms, jokingly upset. Stanton grinned and knelt next to her. "Will you ever forgive me?" he asked, smiling.
Kieran, unable to contain herself anymore, broke out laughing. Stanton kissed her cheek and sat back down in his seat across from her.
They began talking once more, and after awhile, Stanton looked at his watch again, kissed Kieran, and walked out of the room, trailed by the other guys.
"What now?" Yvonne asked, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear.
Looking at each other, the other two girls shrugged. They certainly didn't know. Little did they know the guys had a lot planned for this night. Kieran didn't even know the half of it, completely in the dark. After about five more minutes, the boys walked back in, carrying trays of food and napkins on their arms like waiters. Kieran's jaw dropped, and Yvonne said, "oh..."
Cassandra grinned. "Ah, a servant!" she exclaimed, breaking the awed silence, and everybody laughed. "Perfect."
Stanton set the tray down on the edge of the table, and served Kieran orange chicken, fried rice, and an egg roll, then served himself the same thing. Handing her a pair of chopsticks, and taking a pair for himself, he sat back down.
Kieran took the chopsticks in her right hand and attempted to pick up a piece of chicken. When she had the piece almost to her mouth, it slipped right through the chopsticks, and fell back onto the plate.
She looked up and noticed Stanton watching her, an amused look in his eyes. Laughing a little, she tried again. When she dropped it a second time, she sighed and tried once more. The chopsticks crossed in her hand and she effectively dropped the piece of chicken again. Giving up, she put the chopsticks down and picked up her fork.
About to stab a piece of orange chicken, she stopped, noticing a pair of chopsticks had picked it up for her. Stanton held the chopsticks facing her, and slowly moved them towards her mouth. Kieran smiled a little, and parted her lips just enough for the small piece of chicken to fit through. Wow, she thought to herself as she chewed, this is really good food.
Stanton smiled as he watched her, and she leaned forward with her fork to pick up a piece of his chicken. He let her feed him, for once, not thinking about his promise to his pupils. He wasn't thinking about how to turn her, or when the best time would be. He was just living in the moment, happy with his girlfriend.
"Stanton," Kieran started, and he raised his eyebrows, letting her know he was listening. "About before...when I asked you..." she hesitated.
"When you asked me if I loved you," he finished for her quietly after swallowing.
Kieran nodded. "I...shouldn't have doubted you. I'm sorry. It's just that - "
"I know," Stanton told her, "and you have no reason to apologize. Your question was valid, and your worry understandable." He smiled at her, and she relaxed a little. "But," he continued, "if you need to hear it, I love you." He just barely stopped a look of surprise from crossing his own visage. He hadn't realized, until that moment, that he truly did love her. The words felt alien, but they felt right.
All conversation stopped at that point. "Oh," Kieran said quietly, and looked around, realizing everyone had fallen silent. She looked around and realized everyone was watching her, including Stanton. "I...um..." she said, uncomfortable in the silence. Cassandra, she noticed, wasn't just looking at her. She was glaring ice cold daggers. Blushing, Kieran looked down.
"So," Yvonne said loudly, breaking the awkward silence. "Where are our fortune cookies? We can't have chinese without those," she insisted, and Tymmie grinned, motioning for the guys to follow him.
The girls went silent again, Kieran playing with what was left of her fried rice, shaping it into a heart.
"How long have you been dating Stanton again?" Yvonne's tone was simply curious.
"Um," Kieran started, and cleared her throat, "about a year."
Yvonne simply nodded, and all the girls looked up when the boys walked back in, each carrying a small bowl with two fortune cookies each in it. Stanton set theirs down in the middle of the table and let Kieran choose hers first. He took the other one and immediately cracked it open. "'You like chinese food,'" he read off of the little slip of paper, and everyone laughed, releasing tension.
"'You are a strong believer in fate,'" Cassandra read off, and nodded, seemingly impressed.
"'You are his guiding star,'" Karyl read, and everybody laughed again. "I think this one should've been yours, Cassandra," he told her, and she grinned.
"Hmm," Yvonne said, and read hers. "'Your career will soon offer an exciting opportunity.' I have a career?"
"'Your existence proves nothing,'" Tymmie read with a raised eyebrow. "That's different. A morbid cookie..."
"What does yours say, Kieran?" Cassandra called across the room, grinning. All of theirs had been funny or wrong, or completely inappropriate for the holder, but Kieran's had sent a chill down her spine. For some strange reason, she felt that it was correct.
Kieran cleared her throat and read her fortune. "'A change is in the wind.'"
A/N: DUNDUNDUNNNNNNNNNNN! Lol...sorry, couldn't help it. Spread the love!
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-Cali :)