Disclaimer: She's the Man characters were for entertainment purposes in this story only, and they don't belong to me in any way. I do own the storyline though.
Viola walked on the pavement leading to a door of a big house. Stepping on the porch, she straightened her shirt, readjusted her hair and opened the door quietly. She peeked into the hallway to make sure it was clear before tiptoeing up the staircase. She almost made it through to her brother's room before a voice cut through the silence of the corridor.
"Sebastian is that you?"
Viola flinched inwardly before turning around to face the voice and plastering a big smile on her face. "Hi mom." She replied.
There stood Mom in one of her debutant attires beaming up at her 'son' with open arms. Viola came up to her to hastily give her a hug, afraid that her mom would find out it wasn't exactly Sebastian in the first place. Quickly letting go of their embrace, Viola strode into Sebastian's room and began opening some of the cabinets and peeking into tight spaces to cover her face. "What are you doing here, Sebastian?" asked Daphne Hastings as she stood in the doorway watching the teen. "Shouldn't you be at school?"
Viola was now searching through Sebastian's messy cupboard and could very well imagine her mom now crossing her arms and giving a look that meant that Viola was caught doing something guilty. "I am supposed to be in school, mom." She answered in Sebastian's voice, "But since its way to early in the morning, my classes haven't started yet."
"Oh," stated her mom softly, "Well how did you get here then?" asked mom curiously. Viola rolled her eyes knowing how her mom can get too worried sometimes. "Paul." She replied with her head still in Sebastian's cupboard and her arms groping around for something. Before Daphne could even ask which Paul, Viola continued "Paul Antonio."
"But that's Viola's friend," said Daphne as she came up to the window to see a person sitting inside the lime green Volkswagen which was parked at the sidewalk, she then waved back at Paul. "Yes, mom." replied Viola, "He's my friend too." Viola then moved to the bed. Viola wished she could find that spare electric guitar as soon as possible. "Where is Viola, dear?" asked Daphne as Viola was now having half of her body under the bed. --She's under the bed, mother dearest, come and have a look.-- she thought sarcastically. "She's in school, probably playing soccer with her teammates." Replied Viola as her hand finally brushed something metallic.
"That's good," said the mom softly as she sat in the edge of the bed, "You know, that's what I makes me proud of both of you; always so determined in your goals…" she said distantly, caught up in nostalgia as Viola came out from under the bed and grinning widely with a guitar in her hand. Daphne then broke out of her reverie noticing her child's presence; she stood up smiling up at 'Sebastian'. Daphne then wiped the cobwebs and dust off her 'son's' shoulders. Her mom then cupped Viola's face. "I love you and Viola so much." She said firmly. Viola gave a warm smile and hugged her mom in return. "We love you too, mom."
The sound of the car horn then beeped outside and both mother and daughter let go after a moment. "Well I found what I needed," said Viola holding the guitar in one hand, "I guess I better go."
"Are you sure and Paul wouldn't want to stay for breakfast?" asked her mom as she followed Viola to the stairs. "I'm making waffles!" she said brightly, hopeful that it would make them stay. "Nah, its okay," replied Viola, "I'm already probably late for my classes already anyway."
"Tell Viola to stop by sometime," said mom, "I have those nice debutant gowns for her to try." Viola turned around from the door, "Mom, you know how she-" she began, but Daphne cut her off, "Oh yes I know," she then waved an insistent hand in the air, "it doesn't have any ruffles!" Chuckling slightly, Viola turned to open the door and said goodbye to her mom.
Closing the door behind her, she made a run to the green beetle.
"How was mom?" asked Paul conversationally as Viola came into the car and locked the door. "Sweet as ever," breathed Viola as she put on her safety belt. "Let's get some breakfast."
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"Viola Hastings," drawled the teacher as he noticed the dark haired girl entering the class, "late for class." He stated. Viola made a small guilty face as the whole class turned to look her way. She immediately looked for a place to sit down for History class. "If you'd kindly take a seat next to Miss Olivia, perhaps I could continue with my lecture, Hastings." Said the teacher now clearly displeased by her tardiness.
"Another minute and you might as well be late as your brother," voiced the teacher. Viola mumbled under her breath as she readjusted her bag and went to sit in the vacant chair next to Olivia.
"Hey Liv," greeted Viola as she sat down. It was only after taking out her pen and notebook that Viola noticed the blonde girl didn't reply.
Out of the corner of her eye, Viola saw that Olivia looked as frazzled as she did the other night. Viola leaned slightly towards Olivia but not so much as to not make it obvious to the teacher. "Are you alright?" asked Viola softly. Not looking back at the other girl, Olivia gave a small nod, her lips taut. Viola then decided to play the innocently-ignorant card. "Hey look," she whispered as she faced the blonde beauty, "I didn't really know what happened the other-"
"Ms. Viola!" barked the teacher loudly, Viola then turned to look at the teacher, slightly irritated. "Distressing other students does not make you know about World History now does it?"
After a moment of silence ensued by a small glaring competition between Mr. Shineer and Viola Hastings , the teacher then continued with his lesson. Viola began tapping the pen softly against the notebook, not caring with anything that was written on the board.
"I'm sorry-" began Viola softly to Olivia. "Ms. Hastings, this will be the last time I warned you." The teacher cautioned.
"Mr. Shineer," Interjected Olivia the next second as she stood up abruptly from her seat. Viola noticed the fact that Olivia's voice was slightly higher than usual. The dark haired girl then turned to look at the blonde and saw that her eyes were now brimming with tears. "May I be excused to the bathroom?" asked Olivia.
With the permission that she was excused, Olivia hurriedly went out of the classroom. Viola gave a discontented sigh after that and didn't intend to pay attention in the rest of the class.
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Sebastian sat alone in his dormitory room as he strummed his guitar, Duke went off to soccer practice. Lost in his world, he didn't notice someone knocking softly on the door and entering before the door slowly closed behind them. He looked up to face the person.
It was Olivia Lennox.
There was a moment of ensued silence, before somebody spoke.
"Sebastian, I'm really sorry."
Sebastian just glared at a spot on the wall
"Look if you could at least let me explain-"
"Explain?" interjected Sebastian loudly as his sudden emotions got the better of him. "What is there is to explain Olivia? I saw everything – actions do speak louder than words."
"But please, you have to let me explain." Started Olivia, "I don't think I'd believe any word-" interrupted Sebastian as he got up to the window to distance himself away from Olivia.
Olivia cried and then said "I went out with James because I didn't want to hurt you."
"Hurt me?" rivaled Sebastian, "don't you think this what you're doing now?"
"I thought by dating James, I could forget the image of Viola through you, Sebastian." Olivia answered her eyes brimming with tears. Sebastian faltered in his step but didn't reply.
"Sebastian, I'm in love with your sister and I have been in love with her since the first day I saw her. That's what I've been trying to tell you the other day." Olivia looked away dolefully. "But then you ran off, and you made me think of what I've said. I've tried to transfer my emotions of viola to you, Sebastian, and it worked on some days. Yes, I liked you but it was just not the same. I couldn't keep fooling myself with this lie. Viola got everything that she wanted but-" Olivia gave a distraught sigh before turning back to face Sebastian.
"Do you know how confused I am when I'm around both of you?" exclaimed Olivia as tears started to stream down her face. "Do you know how hard is it to keep pretending to myself?"
The dark haired boy stared silently back at Olivia, still fuming over a reason that was long forgotten.
"When I'm around you it hurts me to lie to you because I think of Viola when I'm around you. You'll do something that reminds me of her or share the exact same smile. And when I'm around Viola, I feel guilty because I'm thinking of your sister in this way."
Olivia then made a small defeated gesture as she tried hard to explain, "I thought by dating James I wouldn't hurt both you and Viola and maybe I could forget these feelings I have for the both of you."
Olivia took in a shuddering breath as more tears fell from her face. Sebastian only looked away.
"That's the reason why I've been avoiding both you and Viola." She stated quietly. "Sebastian you're a really great guy, but the first time I met you – it wasn't the same person that bumped into me in Gold's office."
By now, Sebastian Hastings couldn't bring himself to say anything; to even try to defend his position.
"I never meant to hurt anyone, Sebastian, especially you but-" By now, Olivia couldn't hold back her tears and she was left to sadly pour her heart out and cry. Turning away from the window, Sebastian saw that Olivia had tuned away from him in embarrassment, her cries now muffled as her hands covered her face. Olivia then made a move to walk to the door.
Before she could reach it however, Sebastian strode up to her and grabbed her by the arms, turning her around and silently hugging her. Without resisting, Olivia shakily wrapped her arms around Sebastian and continued to cry on his shoulder. The dark haired twin could only comfort her by stroking her hair with his free hand while the other supported her back.
When Olivia's crying began to cease, she turned her head to face Sebastian, still locked in embrace.
Sebastian noticed that Olivia's face was flushed, and her cheeks were still wet. He immediately wiped them dry with his thumbs and then proceeded to tuck the loose strands of hair the fell over her face. Olivia's green orbs kept locked on the other's gaze.
Acting on instinct. Sebastian leaned in and kissed her forehead. When his lips parted from skin, Olivia looked up at Sebastian anxiously. Olivia then slowly closed the distance between them as her lips found Sebastian's. The latter did nothing but submit by pulling Olivia closer.
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Outside the room, the real Sebastian Hastings was about to open his dorm door minutes before he heard the conversation that took place. Now, he slowly turned around and left quietly with a small knowing smile on his face.
Unexpected aint it? (gives maniacal laugh) Feedback will be greatly appreciated.
--FlexibleFish--