Part 26
"Lucy that was the worst date I've ever been on. I've never been so happy to be interrupted by Debs. What the hell were you thinking?" Lucy raised her brows and turned to look at Scud. "You've set me up with an assassin who thinks she's a dancer, and a man dressed as a woman, Scud. I might also add, I was also interrupted by Debs. Plus at least we slipped out before there was any shooting. Although, I would have loved to watch you try and pull off some of my moves to get out of there in one piece!"
Scud crossed his arms and looked down at his feet. He sighed loudly and dramatically. "Luce, what are we even doing? I mean, neither one of us even wants to go on these dates." He looked up at his friend. He chuckled. "Your girlfriend has been there for both of your blind dates. Don't you think that makes this all kind of pointless? Besides, we have both strayed so far outside of the original point of all this. We've been finding each other the worst dates possible, when I'm pretty sure we've both found the women we really want."
Lucy opened her mouth to respond, and quickly shut it as she processed what Scud had said. "You really like her, don't you?" The corner of his mouth quirked up in a half smile and Lucy noticed how his eyes lit up. He nodded, half smile becoming a full one. He shrugged. "Have you seen her at a foosball table? I mean, I think I was a goner the first time she beat Thompson." Lucy's jaw dropped in surprise. "She beat Thompson? The only person I've ever seen beat Thompson was you." A sly grin made its way onto Lucy's face. "She beat you, didn't she? She totally did!" Scud blushed and he hung his head. "Yup, she did." He grinned sheepishly and shrugged. Lucy considered the situation for a moment. Did they really need to finish this? She herself had no desire to go on another one of these disastrous dates. She'd rather just go out somewhere with Amy. Scud was obviously smitten with Janet, and Lucy didn't even know where she was going to find another date for him anyway.
Lucy took a deep breath. "If you are willing to call this bet a draw, I say we call it off." Scud frowned at her and stroked his chin. "Hold on there, Luce. I dunno about that." He paced across the room, chewing his nails, while Lucy sat and blew out a frustrated breath. He stopped in front of her, a lightbulb seeming to go off in his brain, then he merely shook his head and continued pacing. "Scud, you are making me dizzy. Could you let me in on what you are thinking?"
Amy sat at her desk, studying for her last few finals. Her mind kept drifting, thinking of one Lucy Diamond. She supposed it was only natural, since she was finishing up her thesis. She was having a lot of trouble writing it. She knew she would have to lie, for a few reasons. For one, her central hypothesis was totally torpedoed. Secondly, she couldn't turn in what she actually knew was truth to the Debs. So she slowly began typing, and sped up quickly, smiling to herself. Just like writing a story! Amy knew it really didn't matter what she wrote, being that she was the only Deb to have 'fought Lucy Diamond and lived' she was going to ace this paper no matter what. She put the finishing touches on what she thought to be a thrillingly ridiculous tale, and pulled a textbook out of her desk.
She opened the book and began reviewing the highlighted sections, quickly losing interest. She sighed loudly and slammed the book closed. How was she supposed to concentrate when all of her thoughts returned again and again to a certain dark-haired beauty. Amy spun her chair around, throwing her legs up onto her bed and leaning back in her desk chair. Her eyes flew open in surprise as that same dark haired beauty gracefully entered her bedroom window and dropped to the floor quietly. Lucy popped her head up and peered at Amy. "Um, hey babe. Miss me?" She stood up and walked over, plopping herself down on the bed next to Amy's propped up feet. Amy looked at her and giggled. "What are you doing here?" Amy dropped her feet back to the floor and leaned forward, capturing Lucy's lips in a chaste kiss. "Mind reader." Amy looked at Lucy in confusion. "A kiss. That's what I came for." Amy lightly blushed. She stood up, walked around her bed and flopped down on it. Lucy turned slightly to look at Amy, and climbed on the bed next to her.
Lucy turned on her side and wrapped an arm around the blonde's waist. "So…how's studying going?" Amy smiled. "Ugh. I'm almost annoyed I came back. Just in time to study for finals." Amy turned her head towards Lucy. "You know what's crazy though? Three quarters of my tests are about you." Lucy just stared into clear blue eyes. "Seriously?" Amy nodded. "Yeah. My Capes and Capers class is the one I'm writing that thesis for. Gender Bias and the Criminal Mastermind and Advanced Techniques in Cat Burglary. I'm probably lucky that you are here right now." The brunette snorted laughter and Amy quickly covered her mouth with her hand. "Ssssh!" She glanced over at the door and back to Lucy. She removed her hand and replaced it with her lips. She pulled back and laid her head on Lucy's shoulder. "I am so looking forward to school being over." Amy felt Lucy nod. "Soooo, I know a bit about the Debs, and I know you ladies have your big prom thing…" Amy nodded. "Endgame." "Right." Lucy paused and sat up, pulling Amy up with her. "So, I was wondering…would you like to go to prom with me?" Lucy grinned her thousand watt grin and waited for Amy's answer. Amy smiled back but quirked a curious eyebrow at Lucy. "While that certainly is the best offer I've received so far, just how would we pull that off?" Lucy clapped her hands together. "Leave that to me!"
"Amy! AMY!" Max yelled up the stairs. She paused, listening for a response. Max hung her head and sighed. "Maybe I've lost my touch." She stomped up the stairs, counted to three, and tried again. "AMY!" She paused again. This time she heard a thud and mumbling. "Maybe I haven't lost my touch." That was the sweet sound of someone falling out of bed. Max chuckled as she finished her journey up the stairs and she threw open Amy's door. Amy stood with a hand on her hip, glowering at Max. "What do you want, Max?" Amy's hair was disheveled, as was her clothing. "Since when do you take naps?" Amy snickered. "I was studying…I just, ah, fell asleep. So, again, what do you want?" Max looked down at the paper in her hand, and back up at Amy. "We got this today." She handed it to the blond. "Congratulations, you are the Deb of the Year!" It began as a small snicker, grew into a giggle and then a full on laughing fit. Max's congratulatory smile faltered a bit and she stared at Amy, completely puzzled. "What is so funny about this?" Amy, laughing bent over with her hands on her knees looked up at Max and collapsed on her bed in a fresh bout of giggles. Max was now looking at her like she was crazy. She shrugged and walked out of the room, leaving the letter behind on Amy's desk.
Amy managed to slow her laughing down to a few giggles. She stood up and closed her bedroom door. "She's gone now." Lucy popped her head up from the far side of Amy's bed.
"Is she always that loud? I banged my funny bone when I fell off of your bed." She stood, rubbing her elbow. She turned her attention to Amy. "So, Deb of the Year, huh?" Amy started laughing again. "I fought Lucy Diamond and lived! Ha! Well, I guess I have to go to Endgame now." Amy took Lucy's hand. "Lucy, I would love to go to Endgame with you. I still don't know how you are going to pull that off though." "Leave that to me, baby." Lucy took out her cell and texted Scud two words. IT'S ON!