Trinity's So Easy

"Oh bugger!" Trinity cursed as she stubbed out her cigarette. "Sam is there an offie near your place at all?"

"Yeah, we'll stop by there on the way home if you want."

"Good thing too, that was my last ciggy." She grinned.

"What the hell is an 'offie'?" Danny asked as the young woman re-joined them in the kitchen.

"Offie, short for off license, British slang for purveyor of alcoholic beverages and fine smokes," Sam translated like she was quoting it from a dictionary or something. "a liquor store in other words."

"Why is English such a complicated language?" Tucker wailed.

"Don't ask me, I just live there." Trinity laughed, throwing the empty Mayfair packet in the bin and returning the lighter to her bra cup.

"So how are things with you and Dash?" Danny attempted to be civil with the girl who was secretly drugging his best friend, at least until he had the proof to discredit her.

"Oh, we decided to call it quits."

"That's shocking! Trin broke up with a guy she only met barely two days ago!" Sam sarcastically gasped. "Seriously though, after just two days of going out with him; that's gotta be a record."

"It's quite funny how it happened really…"

FLASHBACK

While you guys were in study hall, I was helping a girl having trouble with drawing distance perspective in Mr. Gilmore's class, when the Quarterback himself shows up and makes up some excuse that he was asked by Lancer to talk to me about something important.

So, the second I get outta the room, we both started talking at the same time.

"Listen, we really gotta talk… I don't think we should see each other anymore… You're too intense for me… It wouldn't work anyway, I mean, you'll be so far away soon and…"

Then we both started laughing.

"I was really worried that you'd get upset," he says. So, he smiles and hugs me and I swear he patted my arse again…

END FLASHBACK

"So, one last roll around later we went our separate ways, I'm tellin' ya, that boy's got the hottest body ever - well, next to the Ghost boy anyway," She giggled. "oh, and ya don't have to worry about him pickin' on you lot any more, I told him that Sam was still my cousin and if I found out he's been bullyin' her or her mates he was gonna be for it – good and proper like."

"Will he really take it seriously? No offense Trinity, but Dash doesn't look like the type to do what he'd told."

"Believe me Tucker; if he doesn't know by now that I'm not one to be messed with, then he'll bloody well find out soon enough…"

"Hi guys." came Jazz's cheerful tone as she entered the room.

"Hey Jazz." they answered in unison, all except Trinity who looked a bit stunned.

"Oh yeah, Jazz, this is my cousin Trinity," Sam introduced. "Trinity, this is Danny's older sister Jazz."

"Hi," She offered her hand to dark haired girl, who rather shakily, accepted the friendly gesture. "I heard Sam was bringing her cousin when she came back to Amity. How long are you staying?"

"Just a couple of weeks, gotta keep an eye on my cuz," Sparks streaked though her arm when the girl's gentle fingers released hers. "so, you're the older sibling huh? That makes you what, 17?"

"18, actually,"

"Boss," She grinned. "I remember when I first turned 18 – it was like this wave of legal freedom smacked me straight in the face."

"I can't say it was like that for me, one step closer to freedom from my crazy parents is more like it," Jazz giggled. "I just wanted to check on Danny before I get started on my research paper."

"All-nighter?"

"It certainly looks that way," She sighed. "well, better make a start. I'll check on you all in a few hours, nice meeting you Trinity!"

"Nice meeting you too…" She said, eyeballing Jazz as she left the kitchen with her incredibly thick psychology manual. Trinity lowered her volume to a whisper. "Phwoar, did ya see the hips on that girl? Bloody hell, that's what I call a nice arse! Is she available or what?"

"Yeah, from what I know she hasn't- I'm sorry, what?" Danny squeaked. "Did you say what I think you just said?"

"That your auburn-haired Goddess of a sister has a cute backside? Yes, I did just say that." She grinned.

"Sorry, for a minute there I thought you were straight."

"The correct term is 'bisexual', Danny," Sam amended. "Trin has been known to bat for both teams, but I never thought she'd go for a girl like Jazz…"

"I probably should've told you earlier, it might make this moment a bit less awkward, but yeah; being openly bisexual gets you crap from both sides of the coin so I try to hide it– and then your sister waltzes downstairs…" Her green eyes wandered upwards and she bit her lip. "Holy hell, that's just proper sexy… knowing my luck though, she probably doesn't swing that way."

"Ewww! Do you mind not talking about my sister like that?" He shivered in disgust.

"Aw c'mon Danny it's fun," Tuck reasoned. A sinister green glare soon wiped the smile off his face.

"OK I've got an idea! C'mon, this'll be fun, me and my third boyfriend used to do this," She thought for a moment and quickly pointed at Tucker. "If you could go out with either Lucy Lui or Kiera Knightley, who would you pick?"

"Kiera, no doubt, I mean did you see her in Domino? She looks so hot with short hair," He replied. "alright, who would you choose from either Queen Latifah or Halle Berry?"

"Hmm… Halle's tempting but I gotta go with Latifah," She smirked madly.

"I knew she was gonna say that," Sam interrupted. "She has a tattoo fetish. We watched Bringing Down The House and Queen Latifah's character had a tattoo on her chest."

"So, do you but that doesn't mean I'm gonna fancy ya!"

"What?" Danny's attention to the conversation – which had deflated shortly after Trinity made lewd comments about his sister – suddenly peaked.

"What, what?" She tried to cover her slip up.

Sam glared at her cousin fiercely. She didn't want Danny to know about her emblem tattoo until she was ready to show him and she made that crystal clear. This is why she was nervous about keeping such a thing secret with Trinity; her embarrassing habit of accidentally blurting things out had made itself known. Conversely however, without her cousin's legally free consent age and wide connections, she wouldn't have been able to get it done in the first place.

"You, Trinity, just said she had a tattoo on her chest!" Danny stood up; his knuckles pressed on the table as he stared down icily at the 21-year-old.

"No, Daniel, she said that I had a tattoo fetish and I said that she has one as well," Her tone was rather aggravated. She too stood, returning the constant glare.

Quite obviously, Danny's suspicions of Trinity had flared up beyond belief. You could literally feel the anger and outrage radiating from them like a thick invisible fog. Sam and Tucker exchanged vaguely worried glances. The two were evenly matched. Trinity was feisty and six years older than Danny, not to mention at least three inches taller. Danny on the other hand, had become used to fighting and while he'd never unprovokedly hit a girl – not even Trinity – his priorities, first and foremost, were to protect Sam; and he would defend her honour by any means necessary.

At a most inappropriate moment, Trinity, in true Manson style, took a deep breath in order to snarl threateningly… and unintentionally belched in Danny's face. She slapped her hand over her mouth and stepped back, genuinely mortified at what she'd just done. The blue-eyed boy wiped his face and watched the girl opposite him turn red as a strawberry. He couldn't help but start laughing. That sixty-five decibel noise was one of the funniest things he'd heard in a long time.

"Trinity!" Sam gasped.

"What? I didn't do it on purpose!" She squeaked.

Tucker joined in as the infectious laughter that Danny had started, spread to the girls as well. The whole room was filled with rambunctious teenaged giggling and all four of them were overcome with the hilarity of the moment. While it wasn't the most mature way of dealing with the somewhat hostile situation, it had successfully disposed of the bad atmosphere.

"You know, my parents don't come home until tomorrow, maybe you could all stay over tonight," Danny offered, suddenly not feeling so frustrated. "that way we could all walk to school together in the morning."

"Two problems; one, your sex kitten sister is upstairs studying," Trinity pointed up with her index finger. "and two, Tucker here has to ask his mum; I can deal with Sam's mum, she's easy enough."

Sam gave Trinity a high five and a big mutually satisfied grin.

"I'll tell her it's a team project or something." Tuck smoothly said as he took out his cell phone and called his mom.

"Well me and Trin should get back to my place and pick up a few things," Sam said, looking directly into Danny's oceanic eyes. She trailed her finger along the neckline of his shirt and smiled as she slowly pulled him into a hug. "I'll be back later."

Her cool breath tickled his ear and he had to restrain himself from getting immense chills at the raspy tone she used. Sam waved goodbye and walked over to the front door. Trinity nudged Danny in the chest with her elbow and winked.

"Oooh, someone's givin' you the bedroom-eyes luv," She giggled. "just watch out for the Phantom, he's got his green peepers on lil Sammy too!"

"Just look at those two," She quietly said. "Aren't they just adorable?"


"I know, anyone would think they were going out with each other or something."

Danny and Sam sat on the couch, both watching Trinity give Tucker a guided tour of her IBM laptop, which had been carefully placed on the coffee table at a comfortable distance from the open boxes of pizza. In the same way that Tuck was ridiculously reliant on his PDA, Trinity was majorly overprotective of her laptop.

She didn't really seem the type to fret over something as frivolous as a computer, but every time he tried to touch one of the keys, she slapped his hand away. The two were leaning on each other to see the screen better. It was rather cute to be honest; even if Tucker was too young for her they still looked a bit like a couple.

He picked up a slice of pepperoni pizza and she quickly sneaked one of the slices of meat from its double cheese surface. She smiled innocently at him. He grinned and shook his head, then proceeded to eat the slice anyway.

"This PDA of yours, does it have a camera function?"

"Of course!" He boasted.

"Kewl, take a photo of me and you, I wanna send it to my mates in the UK," Her jade eyes glittered and gleamed and pleaded with him to comply. "Please?"

He glanced at her queerly, not quite sure what this would accomplish. Her hands were rested on his thigh as she propped herself up and stared straight at him, pushing herself so close that he had to lean backwards slightly.

"Um, sure, OK…."

"YAY!" She squealed. "Hang on, I gotta have a smoke first, wanna come with?"

"I, uh…" He stuttered, looking kind of worried.

"You don't have to smoke, ya great twit, I just like having someone to talk to…"

Trinity pulled on Tucker's hand as she got up and led him out towards the back door.

"Didn't I tell you she was kinda clingy?" Sam whispered.

"And now she's clinging to Tucker," Danny sighed. "Don't take this the wrong way, but your cousin is really…"

"Pathetic?"

"No, not quite…"

"Weird?"

"No, it's more like…"

"Loose?"

"Yeah, yeah that's it," He realized. "I mean, two days ago she was into Dash, then two hours ago she was eyeing up my sister and then two minutes ago she was practically flirting with Tucker!"

"That's just the way she is, Trinity lost both her parents as a teenager and her brother is almost never home – now she finds it hard to get truly close to anyone for fear of losing them," Sam reasoned. "so, she acts all aloof and flaunts herself off like no man or woman can satisfy her; the sad truth is her paranoid theory of love and loss stops her from ever getting properly involved with anyone…"

Danny went silent.

Right now, he didn't really care to hear about the kind of life Trinity had so far. All he wanted was to tell Sam what her 'sweet, innocent, had-such-a-hard-life' cousin was secretly doing to her. Every time he got a good reason to hate the British girl for changing Sam – slipping possibly dangerous things in her drink and pretty much brainwashing her as he had feared – something would make him feel bad for hating her in the first place.

"I dunno, Tucker and Trinity look kinda sweet together really," She changed the subject as if sensing Danny's all-too-serious thinking.

"How long do you think they'd last if they did get together?"

"My guess would be a few minutes," She laughed.

"That could work you know," Danny said, trying to hold back a snigger. "All we'd have to do is get them to play 7 minutes in heaven and lock them in the closet!"

There was a shared moment of silence before they both broke out into a round of side-splitting laughter. Those two? Locked in a closet?

The idea was just hilarious, not that there wasn't anything on Trinity that Tucker hadn't already gotten a fleeting glimpse of, even if it was her fault for sneaking into his room in the early hours, using his shower and then strutting around nude. When Sam called Danny and told him what her cousin had done, he didn't know if she was being serious or if she was just joking. Either way he couldn't stop laughing.

"Trinity's so easy…"