Midnight Snack Club

They're sneaking out? Could be cool, Squib thinks. It's been a while since he's gotten into any trouble. Okay, that's a lie. But still, could be cool. Although Sebastien's been acting really weird around him since he paid a visit to Cody. He'll have to remember to ask him what that's all about.

Apparently she's coming, too. Cody, that is. Which is good, especially since Squib couldn't figure out how to ask her himself. It's not like he wants her there or anything. It's just, well, they're all sort of friends now and…yeah. Because the two of them? Still not exactly the best of friends. He still gets that 'jerk' vibe from her and frankly, there are times when he finds her a little stuck up. But still, she cute. There's just something about redheads…

Crap! The door is locked! How could no one have remembered to grab a key or wedge it or something? But suddenly Cody's handing Sebastien a key. Not only tougher than he though, but slightly cooler, too. They're back on track! Not for long, though. Sebastien's locked the key in the door. Great. Just great.

This…has gotten…boring. After their futile attempt to get him up to the window (he's spent the rest of the night trying not to think about where Cody's hand went while pushing him up) and a small talk about cannibalism, there's nothing left but truth or dare. There was also that kiss with Meghan, but…that was more gross than anything else. It's not like he hates Meghan, far from it, but the girl is like a sister to him. That and he's had trouble looking Cody in the eye ever since…

But now things are getting interesting. Especially when Seb dares him to strip down to his boxers and do pushups. He's only thankful the gym was relatively dark and he was facing the floor; it helped hide his blush when Cody started cheering. Then it's Seb's turn, so he instructs his friend to lick an allotted space on the floor. Eww. But he can hear Cody giggling madly beside him and that, he decides, is really cute. Now it's Squib's turn again and he's parading around in Adena's bra. Some guys would be embarrassed but he's Gary Furlong. So he simply does it amongst the mad laughs of his friends and when Cody insists he keep the bra on he's not sure whether he should take it as a compliment or an insult.

"Who here's done it?" Adena asks. Now we're getting somewhere.

"Sure," Squib answers, not really caring. Although he does sneak a glance at Cody to see her reaction, but she's strangely neutral.

"Interesting how it divides along gender lines…" Cody stalls and at that moment Squib knows that she has. There's no way she'd avoid answering if she hadn't. Plus she's looking down and her voice is slightly defensive; that way that she gets when she's being forced into something she'd rather not be doing. "…Yes." Wow. Tougher, cooler, and…well, Squib doesn't quite know what to make of this.

"So she goes!" Sebastien exclaims and Squib has the odd urge to punch him. Cody gets to him first, though, and Squib suppresses a smile.

"Are you attracted to anyone in the room?" Meghan asks. Here we go…

"…Squib? Squib!" She gives him a little nudge, and he snaps out of his daze. What's that Meghan? Sorry, I was staring at the cute redhead.

"Yes." Okay, now stop staring at her you moron…you look like an idiot…she's staring back! She's staring back! What are you, 12? Down boy, down!

"Cody?" Oh, look at that, I missed a whole chunk of the game…

"Damn straight…" Eye contact? Very interesting. Very nice eyes, too.

The rest of the night passes in kind of a blur…

The next day all the Top Guns are sitting by the courts, agreeing that last night never happened. Cody gives him a small, knowing look and walks off. He leaves, too. 'Guitar' practice, after all.

He's sitting underneath a tree, postponing his practicing. He's too exhausted from last night to hit tennis balls. When he looks up she's standing there, kind of staring at him. As soon as he meets her eyes, though, she looks down and keeps walking. Come on…look up Myers, look up…And she does, seemingly in slow motion. She gives him a little smile, which he returns, and they maintain eye contact until she has passed him. Yes, Squib thinks, very pretty eyes. He smiles and shakes his head. Something about redheads…