A/N: this was a request from Claire who has left crazy sweet reviews. This is part one, and, as far as I know, there are three, maybe four, parts. i am considering rating one of them M so be prepped in case you don't want to read it. enjoy.

Name: Shoreline Part One: The Date
Rating: K
Number: V

"She is not ready," Arriane said seriously, pulling her wide-brimmed red hat lower to increase the shadows on her face, effectively hiding her from the few eyes that had turned her way every now and then since this dinner thing had started.

Roland took a sip of his ice tea, throwing his arm around her shoulder casually, "oh," he said, watching Luce talking with her new Shoreline friends, "I think she will be fine." Instinctively, Arriane crossed her legs and arms, leaning back to rest her head against the crook of his neck in a friendly manner.

"Eighteen days?"

He gave a small shrug, "Cam knows what he's doing."

"So does Daniel," Arriane shot back quickly.

Roland didn't respond, choosing to watch the object of their conversation eat her dinner and unintentionally flirt with the Nephilim boy sitting across from her. Luce was having a hard time without Daniel, Roland could tell that much. But, she was always having a hard time with Daniel, and as different as this time was, this part didn't surprise him anymore, if anything, it was sort of boring.

Arriane reached for her glass on the table and brought the straw to her mouth. He could barely make out the movement of her lips with the straw between them as she drank, so covered in a shadow they were.

"Stop staring at me," she said, sitting up straight.

He frowned for a moment, and then shrugged the comment off, moving to lean his elbows on the table and turn towards Arriane. "Do you think that they are right to send her home?"

Arriane sighed, "it was her request."

"With all of us? And her parents? That doesn't exactly sound like a promising prospect."

"What? You'd rather stay here?" She snapped.

"Why would I want to stay here?" He asked.

Arriane paused, sipping her drink. "I don't know, because you have girls hanging all over you?" Roland deepened his frown, following Ari's eyes to where those two Nephilims in his class sat, staring right back at him in the corner.

"You mean Jasmine and Dawn?"

"Oh, they have names?"

Roland rolled his eyes, putting his arms over his chair and leaning back again. "Don't be stupid, Arr," he said, "they're just my classmates."

"The short one even looks like me," she said, annoyed.

Roland thought it over, "yeah, kind of. I bet she doesn't hit like you though."

"Speaking of, you're lucky that thing is still on my wrist," Arriane said harshly, standing up and straightening out her black sundress, "otherwise I'd watch out. Later." She said in a sweet, sappy voice.

He sighed, moving closer to where she was standing, "Arriane, come on."

But she was gone, skirting around their table before glancing over at Luce and raising her hat, giving a small wave. Luce shot an unreadable glance to Roland, who ignored her as Arriane swiftly disappeared into the night.

Note: in the last chapter, I confused the servant girl Henrietta for Arriane's sister who's actually named Annabelle, so that has been corrected, and Annabelle will definitely be coming back again. since there is like, no canon on her, i've made her into an equally as brash and protective ari, but part of that protection is anti-roland, just fyi.

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