Valentine's Dance

Chapter 2: Confrontation With a Cheater And Some Amian Moments

Mr. Oliver looked stunned as Ian and Amy started to converse.

"W-what are you doing here, cobra?" Amy narrowed her eyes. Just sight of him could make her skin crawl but could make her heart beat a little faster.

"Am I not allowed to go to school?" Ian raised an eyebrow.

"Just not m-mine!" The girl crossed her arms defiantly.

"Ah, you will never lose your stutter will you?"

"S-shut up cobra!" She flushed in embarrassment. "Why are you here, I-Ian? I thought public schools were 'for peasants only'."

"Well, they are. But you're not really a peasant anymore."

"Oh, so just because-

"Look," Mr. Oliver interrupted. "I may not know what's going on here, but I suggest you take your seats. And Ms. Cahill, since you know Mr. Kabra so well, why don't you give him a tour around the school?" He looked at her pointedly as if daring her to challenge him.

Scowling, she closed her mouth in anger. Stupid cobra. First, break her heart. Then, try to kill her. Now? Get her in trouble have her show him around the school.

Ian just casually sat down next to her with a smug grin on his face as she began to silently fume in rage. How could he not care about-oh wait. This is Ian we're talking about. Of course he doesn't care.

"Now, class, please open your books to page 126, the Life of Benjamin Franklin."

Amy almost choked with laughter. Benjamin Franklin? Really? Taking a small peek, she could see an amused smile on Ian's lips. He was clearly thinking the same thing.

"-and so-Mr. Kabra, put away that phone! If I see it again, detention for you."

Maybe the lesson wouldn't be so bad, after all.

~Line Break Line Break This is a Line Break~

The final bell of the day rang, signifying that school was over. Amy breathed a sigh of relief. She was finally free from the amber gaze of Ian Cobra-sorry, Kabra. The jerk had the audacity to pick all the same classes as her. As if spending a whole lunch break showing him around wasn't bad enough.

The girl walked out of her classroom, other students dashing by. Fishing her phone out of her pocket, she checked for any messages.

1 Message, Fr: Dan Cahill

Texting in the middle of class. What a dweeb.

She clicked the open button. im bord. any news?

The redhead sighed. It was just like her brother to do something like that. He probably had his phone confiscated. Again.

With her eyes still glued to the screen, she never noticed that someone had been blocking the doorway until the last moment. When she bumped into him.

She looked up surprised. It was the last person she expected to see.

"Evan."

~Get me with those green eyes, baby, as the lights go down~

A familiar grin smiled at her. "Hey, Amy. Are we still on for Friday? You haven't responded to any of my texts."

Amy was frozen. The incident with Ian in Korea flashed through her mind. And after so many betrayals, she didn't know what to think.

"Get out of my way," She said coldly.

The grin on his face slowly faded. "Amy? Are you okay? Is something wrong?"

"Actually, there is. You."

Evan looked at her incredulously. "Me? What did I do? And whatever it is, it wasn't my fault!"

The jade eyed girl arched an eyebrow. "So it wasn't your fault when you kissed Sierra last week?"

"No!" He responded a little too fast. "I mean- she- it was her fault! She threw herself onto me!"

Sierra Richards, Captain of the Cheerleading Squad and Queen Bee of the school. Also a huge bully who's a spoiled brat. Way more spoiled than the cobras too.

"And you didn't bother stopping her? Don't deny it, I saw you." Amy could feel her eyes watering. Here was another person she trusted, and here he was, denying her accusations when she knew it was true. They both knew it was true. The image were seared in her mind. Two teens, making out behind the school. It made her sick.

Evan looked defeated, his expression mirroring a puppy she that just kicked. "Look, Ames. I'm sorry, okay? Can we-"

"Don't you sorry me!" She shouted. "We what? Try again? In your dreams. And I'm sorry I had to date a cheater like you!"

She stormed out of the room, ignoring Evan's miserable face, and just ran. The tears were flowing freely now, like that of a waterfall. The empty hallways blurred past her until she reached outside, bumping into another person on the stairs.

"Are you okay, love?" A concerned voice said as hands steadied her.

The redhead blinked some tears away to see Ian's worried face looking at her. Another wave of tears and sobs came as she buried her face in his chest. Ian slowly wrapped his arms around her as he tried to comfort her.

"It's okay...shhhhh, stop crying, love...it'll be alright."

Her dark red hair was under his nose. Her hair smells good, he decided. But now was not the time to think that.

Amy's sobs quieted as she fell asleep breathing in his scent. Feeling her fall limp in his arms, he lifted her up bridal style and carried her to a limo waiting in front of school. But he never noticed the figure watching them silently as they got into the car.

"Take us to the mansion." Ian whispered to the driver.

~Give me something that'll haunt me when you're not around~

Dan woke up to the sound of someone knocking on the door. Groaning, he lazily got up from the couch.

"I'm coming! Sheesh!" He yelled as the door was knocked on again.

He was tired and grumpy and wanted to sleep. And now someone is disturbing it.

Rubbing the sleep out of of his eyes, he flung open the front door.

"C-c-cobra!" He yelped, jumping back at the sight of Ian.

But then he noticed who he was carrying. "Hey! What did you do to my sister!" He demanded, but Ian calmly walked past him.

"Hey! Don't ignore me! What am I, chopped liver?"

Finally responding, Ian hissed, "No, you're an idiot! Now shut up before she wakes up!"

Sulking, Dan walked back to the couch. "Her room's upstairs, three doors to the right."

"Thank you."

That was the last thing Dan heard before going to the land of where ninjas ruled the world.

~Cause I see sparks fly whenever you smile~

Ian opened the door. The lilac walls clashed nicely with the white furniture. A queen sized bed with white bedsheets stood next to the window. Across the bed was a study table with a lavender swivel chair tucked in it. Shelves stood nearby with books neatly placed in them.

The whole place screamed 'Amy!', he thought as he set said girl onto her bed, tucking her in. It seemed fitting for a girl like her. As he turned to leave, an iron grip held his wrist.

"Don't go." Amy whimpered as her eyes fluttered.

"Never." He whispered staring into her brilliant jade colored orbs. Laying down nest to her, he couldn't resist not wrapping his arms around her waist and burying his nose into her rose scented hair as sleep claimed him...

So how was it? Is it okay? And I just couldn't resist adding the Amian scenes...But can anyone guess the song I used as line breaks?