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The girls were still talking after about two hours. They had traded stories about childhood and their brief teen years. Scarlet had seemed to connect with George. George, however, still seemed a bit distant. She had a history of getting close to people and then suddenly losing them somehow.
Rube had left for a reap and came back by the time the girls had stopped coming up with things to talk about. The head reaper had walked into the waffle house, the bell above his head welcoming him back like an old friend. He glanced over the few diners and only saw the blonde locks of George in the booth, which was very different from the way before he had left. His gaze traced the maze of partitions and tables until he found the new reaper packing up her belongings. He walked up to the teenager with a rushed pace. She looked up at him with a concerned gaze when he approached.
"Where are you going?" Rube asked abruptly.
"Well hello to you, too." Scarlet answered smartly, her concerned gaze sliding from her face and being replaced with a half-smile.
"Hello. Where are you going?" His paternal instincts were starting to rise, and he hated it, but he couldn't help it.
"George was about to leave and I didn't feel like waiting around here by myself for you to get back, so I decided to find a place to live." She resumed packing her things and getting them situated comfortably in her arms.
"Oh, no. You're not going out by yourself to try and find a place to stay."
"Well it's not like I can bunk with you, can I?" Scarlet's logic seemed the only reasonable explanation to her.
"No. But I do know who you can stay with." Rube grabbed the teenager's wrist and dragged her over to the place George was sitting. It seemed that the blonde reaper was just about to leave. "You, peanut, are going to have Scarlet room with you." George's head rose at Rube's command and both girls shot him looks that could have killed, if he weren't already dead.
"Like hell she is!" This wasn't the first time Rube had stuck George with the new arrivals. That's how she had ended up sharing a house with Daisy, after all.
Scarlet didn't seem exactly happy about it either. "Rube! I can take care of myself. I don't need to live with George! There's a hotel down the street. I've got enough money." She argued.
"No! You are not staying at a fucking hotel by yourself. You will go home with Georgia." He turned to George. "And you will make her feel welcome."
"The house isn't big enough for Daisy and me, let alone a third person!" George's voice began to rise and attract the attention of her fellow diners.
"That house is plenty big for all of you. And would you lower your tone? You're making a scene."
George sighed and lowered her voice. "OK, I want to know why you made me find a place of my own, but when Daisy and Scarlet came around, they get to bunk with me?!"
"They, peanut, were new to the city. You lived here your entire life." Although the logic to it was simple, George still looked mad.
"That's bullshit and you know it, Rube. But apparently I won't be winning with you. Fine. She can stay." George stated with a defeated look in her eyes. The older teen stormed through the restaurant, and out towards her car. Scarlet however had stayed where she was standing. Rube looked down at her and gave her a little push forward. She gave him another glare of death and walked out to George's Mustang. Rube watched her through the front windows as she tossed her guitar and duffle bag into the back seat and sat next to George in the passenger seat. George gave Scarlet a lessened version of the glare of death. It was more like the glare of extreme pain. In George's eyes, this was Scarlet's fault. George started the car and pulled out into the street, heading in the direction of the house she shared with Daisy.
Rube sat down in his accustomed seat after they pulled out of the small parking lot. George would get over her anger. He knew it. Kiffany brought him a cup of coffee and smiled at him as she walked away. The whole damn restaurant had heard their argument. Rube had won it. He knew he had. But fighting with George wasn't about being right. It was about teaching her things she needed to see. It would be so much easier for her to see this lesson if she just cooperated.
TBC.
OK, I know. Very short chapter. School started this week and I've been uber busy. I needed to get something put up. Do me a huge favor and review, please! You guys have been great about that!
-Pendragon4