Disclaimer: Charmed is the basis of this story. Charmed I sadly do not own.
A/n: Thank you for the reviews! I'm sorry it took me awhile to update this story. I've been really busy lately. I hope you enjoy this chapter.
Katie
Scenes in a Kitchen
A story by Ryeloza
Three: Algebra
"We can work in here," said Wyatt as he tossed his backpack down on the table. He strived for nonchalance; after years of being the quiet kid with his nose in a book, Wyatt had finally achieved some version of popularity. That is, he had friends who cleared room for him at the lunch table and always fought to be in his group for projects and called him to hang out on the weekends. The pinnacle of this new whirlwind of social activity was the girl now standing in his kitchen, looking around curiously: Lilly Anderson. More than anything, Wyatt didn't want to turn into that dorky nervous kid he had been just six months ago in front of Lilly.
Lilly tossed her khaki messenger bag on top of the kitchen table and sat down in the chair across from Wyatt. She smiled prettily at him and Wyatt's heart did a back-flip. "You have a nice house," she said.
"Thanks," said Wyatt instinctively, even though the complement was odd since Lilly had only seen the kitchen. His house wasn't an ideal place for hanging out on weekends due to all the demons and warlocks and magic, although Dad had mentioned redoing the basement a couple of times now. Wyatt hadn't particularly had an opinion on the matter until this moment. How nice it would be to have Lilly over just to hang out, instead of coming to work on a math project.
"I'm glad we're partners," said Lilly as she pulled her algebra book out. "I mean, I love Emily, but she's not great at math. I usually have to do most of the work."
Wyatt nodded, feeling a little dumb. At school Lilly was so easy to talk to, but sitting here in his kitchen he felt tongue-tied.
She flipped her strawberry blonde hair over her shoulder. "Are you okay, Wyatt?" she asked.
"Uh huh," said Wyatt.
Lilly bit her lip. "You know," she said, "there's another reason I'm glad to be your partner."
"There is?" said Wyatt.
Lilly nodded and then, before Wyatt knew what was happening, she leaned across the table and pressed her lips against his. The kiss was brief and ended before Wyatt could respond. When Lilly sat back in her seat she didn't meet his eyes and her cheeks were flushed.
"Hey, Lilly," said Wyatt, and she looked up at him. "I'm glad we're partners too."