Evangeline was never the most extraverted person. Considering that, she and Warren should make good Mad Science partners, right?
So, I've had this one written forever. I explain more at the end of the chapter so I can't ruin things. Enjoy!
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Spark - Chapter 7
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Light streamed in through parts of the window that were left uncovered by the dark curtain. The room was dimly lit from those streaks of light. It wasn't very well kept, but it was certainly a teenager's room. The walls were painted a dark blue shade, making the room appear slightly darker. There was white trim around the door. A few clothes were thrown around the room, in addition to the school books. There was a book shelf in the corner; books were at a crooked angle on the shelves. A black jacket from a tux sat folded in half on the edge of a desk while a white dress with black lace was draped over the desk chair. A small white handbag sat on one of the two bed stands with a white corsage setting on top. The sheets on the bed were white. Warren's arms were wrapped around Evangeline protectively, pulling her close to his bare chest, his muscles showing. His deep brown eyes were shut. Both their skin was warm to the other's touch, even though Warren's was always warm to Evangeline. His long brown hair was still down, as it had been the night before, slightly out of place. Evangeline's hand gently urged him on as it rested on his cheek. Her green eyes were also closed. Her necklace from the dance was still around her neck. Her dark blonde hair was, likewise, a little bit imperfect. They snuck in small kisses, holding the moment close and never wanting it to end. Evangeline rested her head lightly closer to his. "I have something for you," his tone was low, the way that Evangeline loved. Warren gently let go and sat up, reaching for something in a drawer of the wooden bed stand. Evangeline slowly pushed herself up to a sitting position. Warren shut the drawer and pulled out a CD case with a red ribbon tied around it. "It's not much – just sort of some music…that reminded me of you."
Evangeline smiled. "Thank you." She gently traced the edges of the case and the ribbon with her fingers. This was special, even if it was 'just sort of some music'.
"I know things are happening fast…it's sort of different for me but…" he leaned forward near her ear, the breath that came with his words gently moving her hair, "…I want you to be my girlfriend."
Evangeline took this in for a moment, looking down at the covers. How was she supposed to react? This was also very different for her, especially since she had been so involved in ballet for the longest time. She'd never actually had a boyfriend…or a conversation with one who wasn't in ballet or her brother, for that matter. A cell phone began to ring. "Sorry," she told him, leaning out to grab the phone. Warren gently kissed her back as she picked up the phone. "What's going on?" she said into the phone as Warren leaned back against the pillow.
"Evangeline, where are you?" Edward's voice was panicked. Evangeline could tell he was probably pacing back and forth. Warren smiled at Evangeline's back, gently running his thumb up her spine.
"Um…" Evangeline knew she couldn't tell her brother. "What's going on?"
"It's Emmett. He'll be home in at least half an hour, possibly less." No wonder Edward sounded panicked. Evangeline's mind went into turmoil, thinking of all the horrible scenarios.
"Um…I'll call you later, okay?" Evangeline tried to keep her voice fairly calm. She couldn't let on to Warren that something was happening.
"Get home as soon as you can, Evi." Edward was definitely urgent.
"Bye." Evangeline shut her phone and looked at the floor. "Um…" she murmured as Warren kissed her shoulder lightly. She leaned forward, moving to get off the bed and setting her phone and the CD on the bedside table. "I need to go."
Warren watched her as she went for her dress. "What?" his voice was confused as he handed her a pair of jeans and some other more appropriate clothing. Evangeline stood up, gratefully pulling on the jeans.
"My oldest brother's going to be home any minute," she told him as she buttoned the jeans.
Warren watched her, still not understanding. She tugged the large shirt on. "Does this mean that…?"
Evangeline leaned her knee on the bed and placed her hand on his cheek, kissing him. "I just need a bit of time to think. It's sort of new for me too," her tone was hushed. Evangeline picked up her bag, throwing the cell phone in and trying to fit the CD and corsage gently in, grabbed her dress from the chair, and headed for the door.
"Wait…" Warren watched as the door shut behind her. Warren jumped up and opened the door. Evangeline was about to go down the staircase, tugging on a jacket. "Evangeline…" She turned to look at him and shot him a smile. Warren stood in the doorway as she went down; that previous night and smile would have to suffice.
Evangeline quietly shut the door behind her, making sure it had locked. She glanced at the display on her phone. She was going to have to really move to make it home soon enough. Evangeline began to jog through the streets, heading for the middle of town to then navigate her way home. People looked at her oddly as she went quickly through the streets carrying a dress and wearing rather large clothing and heels. Edward was waiting in the living room looking out the window. He threw open the door as Evangeline rushed in. "Put your dress upstairs." Evangeline and Edward bound up the stairs as she threw the dress on her bed and kicked off her heels. "Where were you last night?" he put his arms across the doorway.
She opened her purse to grab her cell phone, but spotted the corsage that Warren had given her; she looked at it for a moment before pulling out her cell phone and snapping it shut. Evangeline took a hair tie off of her desk and quickly pulled her hair back before looking at Edward. "I went to a friend's."
"A friend's?" Edward asked, his tone unsure. "Does this friend happen to be 6'2" and a guy?" Evangeline searched Edward's face for some sort of hint that he'd known all along. "Evangeline…" he ran a hand through his hair. The front door slammed shut. Edward lowered his tone. "We'll talk about this later. Don't let Emmett find out. Believe whatever story it is you want." This wasn't what he'd been anticipating from those strange feelings he got about Evangeline and Warren, but at the time, he wrote it off as the cause of his uneasiness.
"Where are my little sibs?" Emmett called from the bottom of the staircase. Edward and Evangeline left her room and headed down the stairs. Emmett's eyes crinkled up a little as he looked at them. "Evi, what are you wearing?"
"Oh, I spent the night at a friend's house after homecoming." Evangeline was never good at lying to her family. They were all far too perceptive.
"A friend's?" Emmett's eyes were as suspicious as Edward's tone was.
"Yeah, she's sort of a tomboy. Let me borrow some clothes before coming home." Evangeline was aware that it was completely illogical for a girl to wear clothing this large, even for a tomboy.
Emmett shrugged it off. "So, what do you two want to do today? See a movie?"
"Did someone hit you over the head with a crowbar?" Edward leaned against the wall.
"Saw your guys' reports from Sky High. They're fantastic. Thought we should do some sort of celebrating."
"I have ballet," Evangeline pointed out, completely relieved. She couldn't hide it from Emmett forever.
Emmett shrugged a little. "What about you, Ed? Up for some quality brother bonding time?" Emmett put his arm around Edward.
"Sure thing," Edward replied. "Have fun at ballet, Evi." Edward looked at her before Emmett dragged him out the front door. Evangeline took a deep breath as the car left the drive. She trudged up the stairs to her room to throw her ballet things together. She had half an hour until class. Evangeline threw her bag over her shoulder.
"Someone's been naughty," Samantha commented, stretching out at the bar. Evangeline rushed in to a changing room, put Warren's clothes in her bag and replaced them with a pink top, her pale blue hoodie over it, and her long, light blue skirt. She preferred to not call them tutus. It sounded too childish and structured. Evangeline placed her bag in the pile with the rest of them. "What happened? Long night?" Samantha came towards her.
"Funny Sam," Evangeline tied her hair back a bit more properly.
"I thought you had homecoming last night," Samantha bent down, stretching for her toes.
"I did," Evangeline replied, doing the same.
"Didn't a guy ask you?"
"Yes, one did."
Samantha smirked a little as she stood up straight. "Ah, I see."
"What?" Evangeline inquired as she began to stretch against the bar.
"Did you…you know…?"
Evangeline's face went wide with disbelief. "Sam!" Samantha looked at her in a way that showed she wanted to know. "I really don't know if I should tell you…"
"All right class, let's get started!" Stephanie said over the small talk as everyone stretched. Evangeline shot her a small look of oh well and went from the bar. As the teacher led them in more difficult stretches, the students talked back and forth.
"So, did you?" Samantha asked.
"Sam, why would you think that?" Evangeline questioned.
"You came in wearing his clothes, the way you were so distraught…"
"That's because Emmett came home," Evangeline pointed out.
"Still, his clothes…"
"What makes you think it was his clothing?"
"Not your style…way to large for you…so, did you…?"
Evangeline looked at her. "Sam, he's my lab partner."
"So? Doesn't mean you didn't do a little experimenting," Samantha said dryly.
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I realize how much I'm implying here. Now, I mean this in the most innocent sense (as innocent as being half naked in a bed with someone of the opposite sex can be). However, if some of you take it in the…ahem, not so innocent sense, please say so, especially if you're willing to write a little companion piece for in between this and the last chapter. I would, but I'm far too afraid too and not experienced enough to do so. So, now that we've addressed that issue, please review and I hope you enjoyed it! Yes – this is a bit shorter, but there's some pretty heavy stuff in it, so…yeah.