Calculation to Disaster
Chapter 2
SsZ-13
Roll `em!
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Dawn was mortified. But what could she do? Now this just proves those stupid match-making quizzes are a fail! There was just no way on earth that Dawn and...Kenny, had anything in common! It was just...impossible!
"So..." Kenny started. Now, back to earth, Dawn could notice the excitement in his voice. Now this was just plain uncomfortable...
Well, to get ANYONE at that manner was impossible... The answers she put in there, you'd have to be a complete lunatic to even get answers close to hers!
She gulped, failing to get rid of the lump of nerves in her throat. "So..." She managed.
"Well, this is awkward..." She muttered.
"Mmm... Unexpected..." Ok, now she KNEW something was up. The way he said that... sarcasm maybe?
"Well, uhh... Since when did you, um, play soccer?" She stuttered.
"Ever since I was little. I've always loved soccer!"
"I've never seen you play. Well, I have, but I don't think you want me to repeat that..."
"That was one P.E class, Dawn! Besides, I could say the same for you..." She looked at him, studying him. He must have right? There was no way he could have gotten her answers, so it must be true...
"Let's sit down..." Kenny said, already leading her to the candlelit table by the edge of the ship. Wait – candlelit?!
"Sure..." Dawn said, as though she couldn't breath. The table was covered in roses, and interesting shadows that danced across thanks to he candles.
Dawn started down; not really noticing what was going on around her. She was thinking of how she would get out of this one... Pretend to be sick perhaps?
"Want some?" Kenny asked, shoving a small container in her face. Her eyes widened. In front of her, sitting on lettuce leaves, was a serving of... dead crickets. She almost puked at the sight. Why was he- wait... She looked back at he answers in her profile. Why that little son of a-
"No thanks."
"But they're your favou- I mean... They're really good!" Kenny began to panic, he'd almost given his little trick away! Though, that was almost too obvious for Dawn.
"I um... never noticed you are that stuff..." Dawn hummed, waiting for an excuse.
"There's a lot you don't know about me Dawn..." Dawn fumed. After a 9 year friendship she should almost know everything about that lying little ass-wipe!
"Oh really?!" She yelled, standing up for her chair. "Like the fact that, you do aerobics?! Or how you want to be a astronaut when you grow up?! Or how you were an Elvis cape to bed, to help you sleep?!" She screamed. Retelling all the lies she had put in her profile.
Kenny went pale... She knew.
"Dawn, I-"
"How stupid do you think I am?! We've been friends for 9 years, longer! I thought you would know me better then that!"
"I-I don't think-"
"What were you doing with my profile anyway?! How did you get those answers?!"
"Dawn! Sit down, people are staring..."
"Let `em stair! I don't care! 'Cause I think they'd all agree with me! Hmph!" She huffed, storming off back to her cabin.
"Oh crap..." Kenny muttered to himself.
She didn't stop for anything, she stormed past everyone and everything in front of her. Until she lightly crashed into a ebony-haired boy.
"Sorry!" He blurted out. Dawn was about to screech at him, but when she saw his face, something inside her let this one slide...
It would have been a good idea if she had kept walking, just to keep up the scene, but she didn't. She quickly glided into a world of her own as she looked into the chestnut coloured eyes that stared down at her. She noticed a little fear in his eyes, and then remembered that she was suppose to be storming off upstairs...
"Uh... That's ok..." She whispered. She took a quick glance at the heart-shaped card pinned on his chest. "Ash Ketchum..." She quietly whispered to herself before leaving the scared boy, who was almost sure she was going to blow her top when he bumped into her.
But she didn't.
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AN: I kinda hoped it would turn out better then this... But this part of the story was probably the hardest...
Either way, I hope you liked it! And thanks for the reviews! :D
~Sparky