"Yes."
"No."
"Yes!"
"NO YOU BLOODY TWAT, NOW GET YOUR BLOODY HANDS OFF MY WAIST!"
"Geez, don't get so possessive."
"No reason not to get possessive over something that will always be mine."
"Pht. You sure?"
"Yes I'm sure you git, now let me go somewhere else!"
"No way lady!"
I pushed Emily into the little cart, only to have the door swing behind us, closing with a small 'snap'.
"Shoot." Emily muttered, looking at me like she wanted to kill me, only a bit more... cutely?
"Geez lady, you're kinda-"
"Not kind of, James, EXTREMELY mad that you actually tried to do that, and SUSCEEDING!"
I sighed. Really, when this girl got mad, she got MAD. Not kidding, she was blushing mad and yelling British cuss words faster than I could see her do. It was kinda cute, the way she did it. Actually, that reminds me of this one time, where she was only a good 10 years old, and I was only 12, and we were talking about apples and our fathers, and then I supposedly offended her, and-
Never mind. Anyway, she was mad, and we were looking over the city of London in the London Eye. I had never been up here before, so I was savoring every moment. Emily, however, seemed... extremely bored.
"What, you don't like looking at London?" I asked, confused. London was HER city, after all. Shouldn't she love it?
"Of course I love my city, you wanker, but I've been up here approximately128 times, including now." she ruffled her already messed up hair. "It gets kinda boring after a while, but I'll never forget the first time." she looked the other way, and I swear she smiled.
"O-kay then, you're loss." I muttered, looking out the window. I glanced over at her, and there was something in her, I don't know what, that told me that she was trying her best not to snuggle me with hugs. I smirked. Even though her words were covered, her body posture was easy to read. I scooted over to her and plopped myself down. She raised an eyebrow.
"What are you doing?" she inquired, confused.
"A little game called 20 questions."
"And, so, he was SOOOO CUTE!" I screamed, making Zenna next to me, laugh.
"You really like that band, huh?"
"Yeah, I do! Oh look, over there!"
"Is that Big Ben?"
"Oh my god, it's the first time I've seen it! Emily never gave me a tour..."
"Maybe we can force her to?"
"... That's not a bad idea."
"I know right? OH LOOK, OVER THERE!"
I turned to where her finger was and smiled. Emily and James were yelling and talking to each other, and even from here, I could tell that she was blushing.
"Aren't they the cutest couple?"
"I dunno, I like my sister and Rider better!"
"Want to make a bet?"
"Hm.. it depends on what kinda bet."
"Whoever gets into a relationship first, wins."
"Us?"
"No, you baka, I'm talking about Rider, Emily, James, and Aria."
"Oh! That's a good idea..."
"Imagine the costumes we can put them in..."
The both of us giggled, then looked over London in a view that I will never forget.
"No."
"Am I... a bird?"
"Not even close."
"Oh come on princess, it has to be SOMETHING!"
"Yes, it is, but you haven't even been close to what it is."
I smiled. He would never get it.
"Well... only one more question."
"Yes, and when you loose AGAIN, I'll get my award, AGAIN."
"Oh come on, LOOK! BIG BEN!"
"Yes, it is. A huge clock tower that was finished on the 10th of April, in 1858, with the biggest 4-"
"Oh, shut up and let me enjoy the view."
"Fine. But hurry up with the last question."
"Hm... Is it... tea?"
"GAH!"
"HAH! I KNEW IT! I WAS WILLING TO SUFFER 10 SLAPS FOR THIS MOMENT!"
"You... BLODDY GIT!"
"Hahahahaha! Now you have to-"
"I'm NOT going to-"
"Oh come on, it can't be THAT bad-"
"THAT BAD? I have to-"
I stopped there, embarrassed for my life. I would NOT do it, even if he forced it-
"Just god damn KISS me already!"
"NO!"
SLAP.