Several days had past since the family dinner. It was now Friday afternoon, and just as Weiss promised she was getting ready to leave for the weekend. Checking over everything one last time to make sure it was all in line Weiss finally went downstairs. Ruby, Yang, Blake, Garon, and Summer were all patiently waiting for her at the door. Quickly saying goodbye to the kids she was rushed out the door by the other hunters. When it closed behind them Summer and Garon shared a glance, and both smiled big. A smile that came from two teenagers whose parents had just left for the weekend. Leaving them home all alone.
Now neither had planned anything big. They weren't dumb enough to try and throw a big party, because Weiss would of course find out. However, they were still very excited. This was the first time they were left at home while their parents went out of town.
"So little sis truce while the parents are outta town?" Garon extended his hand. Hesitantly Summer accepted the handshake.
"Sure truce." Summer replied. It was curious. Why would Garon call a truce when they really had nothing to call a truce on. Maybe he meant the sibling antics in which case Summer would happily agree.
"Alright well I see you later. I'm heading to Cassy's." Throwing his hand up he walked out the door.
With Garon gone that just left Summer alone in the house built for at least ten.
"Well I guess I should do something too." Summer said to herself. "maybe Serra will come over."
Summer Rose
Summer had decided to invite over Serra. It wasn't often the girl came over since she lived so far away. It was a little more than an hour before she got a text from Serra saying she was nearly there. opting to wait outside for Serra Summer sat on the front steps of her house. It wasn't long before Serra pulled in. Stepping out of the car she began to walk over.
Summer took this time to simply admire her friend. Serra was slightly shorter then Summer. She had long hair that was dyed a bright shade of red, and her eyes were a magnificent bright green. She wore a sleeveless shirt that clung to her body probably a little to well. Her jeans were opposite however, being lose fitting, and much like Garon, she wore a pair of old run down boots. Serra always tended to dress more like a guy then a girl not that Summer minded.
Though what Summer did mind was how much more Serra developed then her, and she wasn't talking about height. Serra had 'developed' in other ways. Mostly the chest area. Summer was always a little jealous of her. It was petty jealousy she knew that. The young girl actually loved her body. Even if she was small, but still every time she saw Serra she couldn't help but feel like life had cheated her a bit.
"Um Summer are you gonna stand there and look at my chest all day, cause if you want I can take of my shirt. Give you a better view." Serra said. She was always the tease, and the inappropriate one.
Summer had to fight back an enormous blush when she realized that she had indeed been staring. The comment from Serra didn't help either. It was almost funny really, because she knew that Serra probably would have taken off her shirt if they hadn't been outside. The girl seemed to be shameless around Summer. Turning around and letting out a huff Summer pushed her way into the house.
"So got anything in particular you wanted to do?" Serra asked.
"Nope. Just wanted to hang out. We can do something you want to though." Summer really didn't care what they did. As long as Serra was around that was enough.
"Well I've got an idea. lets head up to your room." Serra was already halfway up the stairs. Summer followed close behind. Ever so curious.
When they made it to the room the red head started rummaging through Summer's desk. Long ago had the girl lost the manners to ask for things. Comes with being life long friends. Finding what she wanted Serra plopped down on Summer's bed. She noticed Serra had a notebook and pencil in her hand. So she was gonna draw.
Seeing this Summer moved to her desk and started writing. The room was filled with nothing but the sound of pencil on paper. An odd sight to most. Your best friend comes over to hang out what do you do? Completely ignore each other and do your own thing. However, for Serra and Summer this was the equivalent to watching a movie together. Sure there was complete silence, but for the two girls it was nice. Just the others presence was comforting.
Summer wasn't sure how long they spent like this. It was interrupted though went Serra let out a loud 'done'.
"Hey Summer do you like it?" Serra asked flipping the notebook around. What Summer saw was amazing. The red head had drawn her. In the drawing she was sitting cross legged with a notebook in her lap presumably writing. Above her head in big letters was the word 'Snowflake'. It was amazingly done. So good in fact Summer had a hard time accepting her friend was the one who drew it.
"Please tell me your stunned silence is because it's really good not really bad?" Serra asked anxiously.
"Serra it's amazing. Absolutely amazing. I think its the best thing I've ever seen you draw." Summer wasn't exaggerating. She had seen tons of drawings that Serra had made. None where this well done.
"So you like it?"
"Of course!" Summer let out probably a bit to loud. Serra just grinned. Standing up the red head once again searched through Summer's desk. Finding what she needed Serra leaned over the desk in front of Summer, and pinned the drawing to the wall. Turning around it was impossible to miss the light blush on Summer's face. Serra knew exactly why it was there, and she wasn't about to pass the opportunity up to tease her friend.
"Yeesh Summer first you stare at my chest and now you're looking at my butt. I don't know if I should feel special or creeped." Serra joked.
"I-I... uh didn't mean to it just... Sorry." Summer was caught off guard and thrown into a complete panic.
"I was only joking Summer. You can stare all you want." Serra winked at Summer as she walked over to the bathroom.
Once the door was closed Summer slammed her head down onto the desk. It was bad enough she had to deal with these feelings, but know she also had to deal with Serra's lustful teasing. How was she gonna survive this?
Lifting her head up Summer looked at the drawing that now hung behind her desk. The answer was simply really. She wasn't. She had harbored these feelings for over a year know, and it was driving her insane. There was only two options now. Tell Serra how she felt in hopes it wouldn't completely ruin everything, or stop seeing Serra at all. Summer eyed the door Serra had disappeared behind. Now that she thought about it there was only one option. She had to tell her. Summer only hoped that all the those years of friendship were enough to make things go smoothly.
Summer moved over to her bed. Sitting with her back to the wall she waited for her friend to reemerge from the bathroom. When Serra returned Summer couldn't meet her eyes, and she must have had a sad look on her face.
"Hey Snowflake what's wrong?" Serra sat next to Summer. What ever was bothering the girl she needed to know.
"I need to tell you something." Summer's voice was low and sad. "but you have to promise me something first."
"Sure whatever it is I promise." Just like that without even hearing the conditions Serra had promised. Summer almost wanted to laugh. How was it that Serra trusted her so much she could promise something she hadn't even heard first.
"Just promise me you'll still be my friend when I tell you."
"Of course I will still be your friend. Nothing you could possibly say right now would change that." Serra leaned in a little closer. "you can tell me any thing you know that Snowflake."
Hearing that had made Summer a tiny bit less nervous. She still highly doubted that Serra had though of what she was going to say now.
"Serra I-I like you. As more then just a friend." There it was. Summer had finally admitted it.
Nothing was said for a long time, and Summer was starting to get nervous. Then she felt Serra wrap her in a hug.
"Oh Summer I've known that for so long." Serra whispered.
She knew? How could She know? Summer's mind went into a whirlwind of activity.
"You have? How?" Summer was now thoroughly confused.
"By the way you act, and how you talk to me. You change a little over a year ago now. It took me a while to figure out why, but when I did I didn't want to say anything." Serra had yet to let go of Summer. She was holding her as even the smallest of movements would break her.
"Why?" The girls voice was so small.
"Because I figured you would tell me when you where ready." Serra's voice was now barely above a whisper.
"So all this time you knew and you didn't let it change things between us. I was scared for nothing." Summer finally pulled away from Serra. She look into her friends beautiful green eyes. She could get herself lost in those eyes. Summer would've too if her friend hadn't started talking.
"We've been friends to long to let this change anything." Summer was happy to hear Serra say this. That was until she realized something.
"You don't feel the same way about me do you?" Summer asked tentatively.
"Sorry Snowflake I don't. I'm sorry I have to disappoint you."
Summer simply shook her head. She was disappointed yes, but she was more happy in knowing that Serra was still her friend after all this. Summer had know it to be a fools dream to think Serra would like her back.
"I'm more happy you're still my friend." Summer said. Silence settled between the girls. A weirdly comfortable silence. It was only broken when Serra started to giggle.
"What's so funny?" Summer asked.
"Nothing it just now I don't have to ignore all the times I catch you starring a my butt or chest." Serra burst into full on laughter. It left Summer redder then her namesake.
"I-I n-never stared." Summer turned away from her friend with a small huff.
"Oh please I catch you all the time when you think I can't see you." Serra dissolved into more giggles at Summer's embarrassment.
Summer never stared. At least that's what see told herself. Truth was see would often sneak looks at her friend. She always thought she did it where Serra couldn't see. Guess not. Damn Serra and her teasing.
"Your a menace." Summer hissed.
"Yes I am, but you wouldn't have me any other way." Serra had said it like it was the most obvious fact in the world, and really it was. Summer loved Serra for how different she was from her. She is always up beat, energetic, and care free. Summer on the other hand is timid, shy, and cautious. The two are a perfect contrast.
"Hey Summer think I can spend the night?"
"Sure. Better call your Mom and see if it's okay." Serra stepped out of the room to call her Mom. Summer could hear the muffled voice of her friend as she waited. Today had already been one heck of a time, and it wasn't even lunch time yet. She could only imagine what the rest of the day had in store for her.
More teasing was guaranteed, and with that came more embarrassment. There also was bound to be more fun. It was never dull when Serra was around. Though beyond that Summer didn't know. She didn't even know what they would do for the rest of the day. She ran a couple of ideas through her head, but none of came even close to what happen next.
Serra had walked back into the room without a word. Grabbing hold of Summers hand she pulled her out the door, down the stairs, and right out the front door. It wasn't until they were a few blocks down from Summer's house did Serra ease up and begin to walk at a normal pace.
"Serra were are we going?" Summer asked.
It took several minutes before Serra answered.
"A date." Plain and simple as if the answer was obvious.
"A-a date? what?" Summer wasn't sure she had heard Serra right.
"Yup a date. I know this pretty awesome place not far from here. I think you'll like it. It's nothing to fancy but the people that run it are super nice." Serra said completely ignoring all of Summer's confusion.
"If this is a joke. It's not funny." Summer was a little upset now. Serra had already told her she didn't like her, but now she was being dragged down the street to go on a date. It didn't make any sense.
"Nope. Its not a joke. You and me are going on a date." Serra's voice was stern.
"But-" Summer began to protest more. She was stopped when Serra spun around and put a finger up to her lips.
"Enough now. No more of that. Things could be a lot worse then the girl you like taking you out on a date." Spinning back around she began forward again. That's when Summer noticed she had not let go of her hand.
It was so confusing. Why was she doing this if she didn't like her? It just made no sense. Then again Serra was never one to make sense. So Summer gave up on it. Instead she decided to try and enjoy it. After all like Serra said she could be in worse situations.
It was about fifteen minutes before they made it to the location Serra had mentioned. It was small and not very impressive, but Serra insisted it was amazing. Entering they were greeted by a middle aged man.
"Ah Serra so good to see you again. What will it be today?" The man was very polite in his speech.
"It's good to see you too, Pritchard. A private table for two please." The man gave a grin to Serra as he looked knowingly between the two girls and there interlocked hands.
"Right this way." Leading them to the very back he seated them at a table that was completely scheduled. "Now what will it be?"
Once they had looked over the menu and ordered the waiter had practically skipped off.
"He seems happy." Summer said when he was out of earshot.
"Who pritchard? Yeah he's a little strange, but he is very nice. Like the nicest person I've ever met." Serra explained.
"Now Serra that's not true you've met Weiss before." Summer stared intently at Serra before they both started cracking up. Now Summer knew Weiss wasn't really mean, but it was still funny.
"You know how much trouble you'd be in if Weiss heard you say that." Serra asked once she had caught her breath.
"Well good thing she isn't around to hear."
"Yes but now you've gotta be careful. make me to upset and I might just have to tell her." Serra faked a serious tone.
"But you would never." Summer pretended to look aghast at the treat.
"Oh I would." Serra laughed.
The rest of the date, in Summer's opinion, went extremely well. The food was great. The conversions they had were amazing. The best part of it all was when they were done it and went outside it had turned dark. Summer looked at the night sky it was pretty, but she found that there was something much more beautiful closer to the ground. She looked at Serra who was still admiring the stars. Yup, much more beautiful.
Once their stargazing was down Serra took Summer's hand in her's and lead them back to the house. When they arrived it was 10:30. Both girl were exhausted from they day. So they decided to head on to bed.
Summer was just about settled in when she felt the bed shift under someones weight.
"Serra what are you doing?" Summer asked.
"Relax not the first time we've shared a bed." She replied nonchalantly. It was true but that was years ago. Back when they were younger and before Summer liked her.
"Yes but that was before-" Summer was cut off by Serra.
"Nope." Was all she said. There was really no point in fighting her. Summer would never win.
Settling back down she was just about to fall asleep. Then she felt an arm wrap around her shoulders as she was pulled into Serra's side. Her head laying on the redheads chest.
Summer didn't protest this time. It felt nice to be this close to someone. Someone she cared about. She soon drifted off to sleep.
Sleep, however, did not come so easily for Serra. She stay up most of the night Staring up at the ceiling. Thinking.
Okay so first off, Who saw it coming Serra already knew Summer's feelings. I sure didn't. When I began writing this that was definitely not part of the plan, but hey plans change.
Secondly, Some of you are probably wondering why Serra took Summer out on a date. Let me say know that her intentions will be revealed in a later chapter. For now come up with your own theories as to why. I'd really love to hear them. Anyways that's all for now folks. Thank you all for reading, and I hope you enjoyed.
Until the darkness comes
- Roctan