Monday. Monday at school. Mac paused. How weird.
"You ok ?" Veronica asked. "Sure. Just... it's been a strange week." Veronica nodded. "Tell me about it !" she paused. "Yeah, tell me about it !" she promped. Mac walked further. "I'll let you know when I know."
Veronica watched her friend enter the school building. Damn, I hate that when they're not telling me !
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Mac had been searching for Dick all morning. He probably didn't show up. Kids kept looking at her like she was an alien. Logan had come with the Neptune high paper. A huge photo of her and Dick out of Mars Investigations. "Look at them !!! They look like Tom Hanks !" he'd said, patting her shoulder. Wallace had told her she looked different. Thinner. So, I was right. Veronica'd said 'glowing'. And the fact that Mac remained silent about her everlasting field trip was even more bothering her. But Mac was her friend and she didn't want to push.
She opened her locker. Last time she'd done it seamed to be a lifetime ago. Two guys passed her talking about 'Dick and that chick'. Dick. She was 'that chick'. She pursed her lips. It seamed that it was just it after all. Dick was Dick and she was Mac. Back to their own world. Not a word. Probably. She slightly smiled.
Yep, she will never forget her first time. And she knew him a lot better now. And even if it remained hushed and in the past, it was something like a tiny but strong spark, burning somewhere in her. The beginning of a smile on her mouth. The woman that someday she would be.
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She joined Veronica and Wallace to eat. She was sadly watching her jell-o melt when someone sat behind her on the bench. "Hello, you." Dick said. She jumped. That was a surprise. Obviously not only for her. She tried to cool down the warmth on her cheeks. "Not hungry ?" he asked. She looked at her plate. "Nope. Too chemical. I have yet to adjust." Hamburger and jell-o. Dick waved at Veronica and Wallace. Veronica smirked back. Mac frowned. Down, girl.
He slid his arms around her waist. "Want some fish ?" he teased. She elbowed him in the ribs. He shrugged. "Chineese ?" he offered. Her eyes sparkled and he nuzzled in her neck, grinning. "I knew it ! Guys ? The same ?" he asked Wallace and Veronica. Wallace pushed his plate away. "Happily." Veronica nodded.
Dick played gently Mac's hair when he held out his cell and made the call. Mac grinned. Cell phones, right. Twenty Frist Century. She leaned against Dick. A lot of people were watching 'Dick and that chick'. The chick that'd gotten him whipped. Apparently. They were talking in each other's ears. And sitting with PI girl and his boy. She exchanged a smile with her friends. People can talk.
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When the delivery came Dick picked his money and ducked his wallet on the table. Veronica reach for it with a disgusted expression and opened it further, smirked at Mac, pointing the picture. Mac's face up. The brunette blushed. She joined Dick, helping him with the boxes, to avoid confusing stares.
Logan sat beside Veronica. "I thought they were going to rip each other's throat. Not... make out." Veronica grinned. "My world dissolves." she snorted when she saw her friend grab the 09er's ass. "Oh yeah." Logan agreed.
Wallace cut. "Come on guys... it's nice."
And Logan ended up sharing their meal. Who cares about 09ers and 02ers ?
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A while later Mac and Dick walked in the hallway. She paused before her locker and a guy called out Dick. "Hey, dude. Got tired of Sinclair ?" Dick snickered and whispered in Mac's ear. "Somehow I'm actually dating a Sinclair, at last." She blushed. He spotted a copybook full of doodles. "What about that tattoo ?" Dick reminded her. "You weren't kidding ?" she asked.
Her locker's door slammed shut, preventing Dick to answer. Cassidy was standing in front of them. "You bastard !" he yelled at his brother. Dick raised a hand and tried to reach out for his brother but he jerked away. "You couldn't have chosen someone else ? You just had to keep on making a fool of me ??!" Dick couldn't finds the words to say sorry. Mac tried. "It's not like we 'chose' anything." she pointed out. "Shut up, you bitch !" he snapped. She could held Dick's fist in time. "Please. Don't fight over this." she begged.
But Cassidy kept on yelling at them and a group was now gathering around them. She eventually got mad. "What, Cassidy ? You just dumped me when I tried to understand what was wrong and insulted me. Now you're mad cause I moved on ? Cause I stopped crying over you ? Or you're mad at me cuz I followed your advise ? You know, 'getting laid' ?" she yelled at him. The people around them gasped. She was so angry she forgot to blush and stormed away.
Dick caught up with her. "Hey... if it was just that..." she shook her head. "it was his words. Not mine." She took his hand and said. "It wasn't like that, you know that." He smiled, resting his forehead against hers. "I made love to you." she smiled. "And it was goood..." they both laughed.
He pulled her closed and spoke to her ear. "What about another time ? You know, just to check if it was as good as we thought..." she smiled. He saw that sparkle again in her eyes. Oh, gosh... She was so dangerous.
He reached for his keys. "Let's get out of here." he said. While heading out saw Veronica staring at her in disbelief. "What about class ?" Mac shrugged. "Post traumatic behavior." she explained.
"Right." Logan let out, reaching out for Veronica's shoulder. "I seem to recall some post traumatic behaviors in the girl's bathroom between you and me..." he said. Veronica raised her looks. "What do you want ?" she said, trying to ge away from his dangerous and sexy grip against the lockers. He smiled hopefully. "You ?" he said, dragging her into the bathroom just like old times.
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Dick started the engine. "Where d'you wanna go ?" he asked." Outa here. For sure." she smiled. "Back in a cabin in the woods ?" He smiled, took her hand and lifted it to kiss it. "You know it was my first time too ?" he asked. She smirked sacasticaly. "Right." she realized that he was serious. "How ?" He smiled shyly. She nodded. No Madison, then. She smiled. "I knew something was wrong after my dad had told me his ventures with Madison's mom when they were in college. Sexiness is genetics. Now I know what was the problem..."