I don't own Disney w.i.t.c.h. oh well my loss...

Chapter Three

Darien the Super sneak


Darien stared at his sporty black watch his grandmother had gotten it for him last year for Christmas, he stared at the long thin hand. Each tick was longer than the last. "2:30 and the bloody food still isn't here," Darien hissed at his mother.

"Darien be patient," She scolded, her perfectly plucked eyebrows in a deep frown.

"I have plans at three," He said, flatly. Darien was in a bad mood, he knew it. But after the tortuous ride here he didn't really care anymore.

"Be patient," Luke said, frowning. 'Like your so perfect' Darien thought angrily. Luke plucked an imaginary bit of crumbs off his pale pink tie. 'What kind of man wears a pink tie?' Darien thought.

"I'm leaving at three regardless," Darien said. If only three were now. He got more and more nervous with each tick.

"This is family time Darien! We're eating a nice meal on Sunday together your plans can wait," Luke told him sternly. His fine pale hair was gelled back just so.

"FAMILY???" Darien cried, outraged.

"Darien calm down," Luke said, angrily. His aftershave made Darien feel woozy.

"This is humiliating, get the boy a muzzle," Craig said. 'CRAIG, JUST SHUT UP,' Darien cried in his mind.

"Darien listen to your father…" His mother said. Darien almost lost it at that… FATHER??? He hated this guy's guts.

"FATHER? FATHER??? You've got to be kidding, this guy isn't my father," Darien pointed at Luke angrily. This guy with gelled hair and a pink tie. Over powering cologne and… bread stick crumbs on his chin…

"Darien…" His mother said.

"I'm leaving…" Darien got up and ran off.

"Darien…" His mother tried to stop him.

"This is humiliating," Darien heard Craig mutter as he left the restaurant, his checks warm. Darien rolled up the sleeves of his white button up shirt to his elbows. He pulled his grey hoodie and put that on too. He hated dressing up… he also hated wearing his sleeves down. He hated Craig… but he hated Luke the most.

"Darien, where are you? We're leaving in five minutes" Darien's mum cried, from the bottom of the stairs. Darien hopped around as he tried to pull up his dark blue dress pants.

"Wear black dress pants not those navy ones you've worn to death," She cried. Darien looked at his pants. "Darn," He hissed as he took them off and threw them on the wardrobe floor. "Need me to go up and check everything's okay?" Luke asked. "Nah, Craig you go," She said. "Anyone but him," Darien cried. Darien put on his black pants like his mum instructed. He stood up in front of the mirror white button up top, done up wrong. Pants, at his ankles. "The pants are too big!" Darien cried.

"Get another pair," Craig said from the other side of the door. "I don't like the others," Darien said. "Belt?" Craig asked. Darien whacked his hand on his forehead- hard. "Why didn't I think of that??? OW!" He said, feeling a little dizzy. Darien grabbed his backpack. His stuff in it already.

Darien came out of his room.

"Dar, hair," Craig stated. "I know Car," Darien dashed down the stairs. "Why can't you ever be on time like the rest of us?" Craig asked, hot on his heels. "I am on time," He said. "Yeah, the rest of the world is just early, we know. We know," His mother laughed her hands on her hips.

"Don't worry sweets, he'll learn his lesson- one day," Luke said, a hand on his mother's shoulder. Darien gritted his teeth. "Darien- hair," He mother said. "I know," He said. "Let me help," Luke said, licking his hand and reaching to Darien's messy brown locks. "Uh, no way," Darien said, moving out of the way of Luke's contaminated hand. "Aw they did that in my day…" Luke and his mother laughed. Craig was IMing on his phone and Darien was in for the longest three hours of his life.

Darien walked past the crowd of people. 10 minutes and I need to go back to meet Wanna. 'I hope she doesn't comment on my hair… I can't help it though' He scratched at his head. It was always messy, it was his hair's natural way.

Darien walked past the cinema, he smiled at the flashing lights and the faint smell of melting butter. 'Shoot, do I have to buy popcorn?' Darien thought. He didn't like popcorn that much.

Darien sat on the bench and sighed. 'Okay, can't stuff up again, remember think before you speak…' Darien shook his head. 'Nuh, never worked for me,' Darien thought.

"Darien?" Darien looked up. He smiled at the girls' dark pink hair and warm, brown eyes.

"Hi Wanna," Darien said, standing up.

"Hi…" She said, her cheeks were red. 'They're always red,' He thought. 'Wait… maybe she really is sick… she sounded funny on the phone…' Darien felt guilty, 'what if she is sick and she only came cause I asked… Dam,'

"So what movie are we seeing again?" Wanna asked.

"Oh, uh… it's a comedy," Darien said, pulling to tickets out of his back pocket. Wanna smiled. "Oh good, I was worried we were seeing a horror movie," She said.

"Uh… don't you like horror movies?" Darien asked. "No not much, do you?" She asked. 'Darn, can't say they're my favorites now…' he thought. "Sometimes," Darien beamed. 'So it's a little stretch… it's still okay, cause I can still watch them, anyway most horror movies are flops anyway so I'm NOT lying cause I only like the really scary horror movies,' He thought, proudly.

"What were you rushing before for?" Wanna asked. "What?" Darien asked. "You got off the phone in a rush," She said. "Oh… Um… my mum… restaurant. I had to get ready, I was late," He said.

"Oh so that's why your dressed so well," Wanna laughed. "I wanted to wear the blue pants," Darien muttered. "What?" Wanna asked. "I wanted to wear the blue pants but my mum made me wear these black ones," Darien said.

"Your mum still dresses you?" Wanna asked. Darien stopped walking. He whacked his hand on his forehead. "No, that's not what I meant…" He said. Wanna giggled, "I was joking," She said. Darien chuckled, "My mum's very fashion conscious," he said, "Unfortunately despite her best tries I still remain looking like I got dressed in the dark, which I'm sure you've noticed," Darien laughed. Wanna smiled, "You look nice, I mean the clothes," She said.

"Haha, anyway, you have an exchange student? How's that going?" Darien asked as they waited in the cinema lobby for the movie to start.

"Great, it's like I finally got a sister," Wanna beamed. "That's great, hey what do you want from the candy bar, and I won't take nothing for an answer," Darien warned. "Uh… nothing," Wanna said, slowly. "Gummy worms it is," Darien marched over to the counter.

"Wait, no. I don't want anything and I don't like gummy worms," Wanna said, desperately. 'Please don't tell me she wants popcorn,' Darien gritted his teeth. "Then what? Ice cream? Chocolate? Chips? Popcorn? No not popcorn," Darien said pointing to each item as he said it.

"You don't have to get me anything, and what's wrong with popcorn?" Wanna asked confused.

"I don't like popcorn and I'm getting you candy, weather you like it or not because movies are better with food. Fine, you want popcorn but I'm not eating any," Darien said.

"No, I don't like popcorn," Wanna said. 'Perfect' Darien shrieked in his head.

"Great, chocolate it is," Darien said. He was in the mood for something sweet anyway.

"Wait, I'll pay," Wanna dug into her pockets. Darien placed a note on the counter. "Chocolate please," He said to the candy counter girl. "Hey, I said I would pay," Wanna said, playfully pushing him.

"Nonsense, I won't allow it," Darien smiled.

"Why not? Oh you aren't one of those guys that thinks that the guy should always pay are you?" Wanna said, her hands on her hips.

'Aw, she's cute when she's angry!' Darien thought. "Yep, you bet I am," Darien said.

"Come on I have money," Wanna protested.

"I know you do, but you keep it and save it for another day," Darien said.

"I can use it now," Wanna argued.

"Listen, I'll make a compromise, you can pay next time," Darien said.

"Okay," Wanna smiled.

'But only if it's cheep, like bus fare…' Darien thought, smugly. Darien and Wanna chose their seats and the movie started. 'WOW! Good timing,' Darien thought.


Oh if no one got it, Darien so doesn't get along with his step father and step brother but I'm pretty sure most people got that... I hope... I was trying to be informative and vague at the same time- not the best choice... lol