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I don't know any of the following films: Seven Brides for Seven Brothers, Gilda, Gone With the Wind or Down Argentine Way. These are classic that I love!
Once again, thanks to the best beta ever xStarletx. You're amazing!
Movie Night
When the elevator stopped, Peter was still holding me. Good thing there weren't any kids passing by; otherwise I'd be bright red by the time we get to the screen room which was like a mini cinema right in the school. It was almost ten at night and there was only Rogue, Bobby, Kitty, Jubilee and John there, so basically our little group. He was a little quiet and was always looked scary especially to the younger kids. I didn't like him that much, well to be honest I didn't know him, but he made me feel uneasy.
"Look who I found!" Peter cried triumphantly as he placed me on the floor. I was instantly engulfed by Kitty and Jubilee in the most massive hug I had ever gotten.
"Are you ok? We were so worried!" Kitty asked, gushing all over me as she guided me to the couch. The others sat among sodas and tons of junk food. It seems like they made a list to every type of candy there was and then put it on the table and floor.
"Yeah, just a little ashamed by my stunt earlier, that's all" I whispered looking down, I heard a snort and we turn to see the John kid selecting a film.
"I don't know why you were all so worried with little Miss Princess over here. She went to the infirmary and now she's better. No need to freak out, it's not like she was going to die." He scoffed. This guy reminds me of those bullies in my school. What was up with him?
"What like you've never set yourself on fire before? Back off!" Rogue defended, cutting him off, his glare darkened considerably when Peter suddenly stood in front of me, as if shielding me from his nasty words… it kind of worked too.
"He's right, it's all good now." I replied, quickly getting in front of him before anything could happen, like Peter popping John's head off by accident. But Peter didn't take his eyes off John and was he was scowling, something I hadn't really seen him do before.
"So, which movie are we going to see?" I asked, tangling my good hand in his; giving it a little squeeze and saw his eyes turn to me and they were suddenly shining again. Good, I didn't like when he was angry for no reason.
"How about Die Hard 2?" John asked.
"What? No way, too violent you guys. My vote is Pretty in Pink" Kitty voted.
"Are you serious Kitty? Not even I can stand such a girlie film!" Jubilee complained.
"Oh shut up Jubilee!" Kitty cried.
"You shut up!" Jubilee shot back.
The confusion last for a while and through all of this Peter and I just watched. Slowly he began to inch me towards the couch, adventually pushing me onto it, narrowly evading a coke can that Bobby had lobbed in John's general direction. I was comfortable there, in a couch that sat two people with Peter by my side protecting me form handfuls of flying popcorn and candy bars. The girls weren't as lucky as me.
"Are they always like this?" I asked watching as Kitty was trying to hide the films from Jubilee while Rogue was surrounding the TV from any stray debris. I smiled watching all the chaos this was way better than a movie.
"Pretty much." He said, ducking another can, this one, one that John threw at no one in particular "I can always end this feud in two second, but it's too funny to watch" He winked and I smiled. Being around Peter was just so easy, not like other boys where I always needed to pretend to be something I wasn't. Always concerned about what I was going to say or do.
"This is ten times better than a movie, isn't it?" he whispered, passing me the popcorn and coke while the rest of the group decided to stick Kitty to the wall. Literally.
"You're right. I think I'd rather not eat this right now." I told him, giving him the popcorn back. I was getting nauseous from eating so much popcorn in one day, but I was having so much fun that a little tummy ache wasn't about to stop me. "Either way, I'm a fan of the classic movies."
"Oh yeah, like what?" Peter asked me. John had set the VCR on fire, and now Bobby was running after him attempting to get revenge for the now destroyed VCR.
"You know, the classics, like Seven Brides for Seven Brothers. You know, stuff like that" I explained. The room was now empty and we only could hear the screams of Kitty and the curses from Jubilee, followed by pounding footsteps of the group who were now chasing John down the hall.
"Good one. It's on my favorite list too" He confided, I stopped. No way!
"What, Really? Did you see the film?" I asked, elated when he nodded, looking at me like I was stupid and I kind of felt like it at the moment. "I thought guys weren't into classic movies." His booming laughter filled the room, I was pretty sure that the floor shook a little.
"I thought we were past this Alice." He teased me, I couldn't agree more.
"Well, not every guy has a metal skin either" I shot back. "Besides, I like classics. Jane Powell and Howard Keel were great in it"
There was a loud thump that echoed from the hallway, followed by a series of yelps and cries. I guessed they had found John.
"I guess you can say I'm an artistic guy. So, what's wrong in appreciating what's beautiful?" He asked me, I've never heard a guy talk like this before, and what impressed me the most that even being a man with insanely good looks, all big and tough in appearance, Peter is the sweetest and kindest guy I had ever met. That's why we got along so well.
"You're right, again. I guess I should know by now not to judge by the exterior." I agreed. He touched the point of my nose with his finger massive fingertip.
"I'm always right." Peter teased. There was a sudden yell and a few muffled bangs it sort of sounded like they were bashing John against the walls or something.
"I think movie night is over." I sighed, starting to get up and brushing the popcorn from my shirt and pants, then Peter grabbed my arm, making me sit down back beside him.
"Not exactly." He hinted. He got up and went towards the shelf on the opposite side of the door and pulled out a brown box. "My collection." He explained, brining the box towards me. When he opened I couldn't help but gasp in surprise, my mouth hanging open. There were several classic films from Gilda to Gone With the Wind.
"Now, the real movie night is about to start" he grinned, choosing a movie and putting it into a second VCR under the TV. After hooking the new VCR up to the TV he then sat by my side and pressed the play, then Down Argentine Way started.
The movie was great to say the least! It was easy to get lost in the movie's world with the atmosphere the old movies created especially when most of the lights were out and the only sound in the room was coming from the TV. Occasionally, we talked about the characters or what we thought would happen next, but most of the time we just sat in comfortable silence.
When the final credits started I was sad. I whined like a kid as I got up and Peter made a similar more manly sound, echoing my own.
"I loved it!" I cried, my voice was strained having been whispering for the last hour or so and I was too tired to really try and talker louder, but I really meant what I said. "Too bad it's over."
"I know. I wish we could stay longer…" He replied, trailing off, blushing like he was ashamed of what he said, he then turned quickly and went to grab the film out of the VCR and to turn off the TV. "But we have a curfew for a reason, so…"
"That was fun, I wish we could do that again" I said, chuckling lightly as I picked up the candy bars that had fallen between couch seats and on the floor.
"Really? C-cause we could, y-you know?" He offered. Was he stammering? Clearly, but why?
"Of course! I like spending time with you Pete" I told him, didn't he know that already? I thought I had made that clear, it was weird that he hadn't noticed.
He stopped and just stared at me. For a second I thought that there was popcorn in my hair, I pet my hair subconsciously. "Pete, what's wrong?"
"Nothing, just…we need to clean this mess because none of the guys will be coming back. They're too lazy for that." He told me, I could tell he was holding back from me, in fact he was acting strange. But I wasn't going to push it. It wasn't my place to do so.
"Hey Alice?" He asked me. We were almost done. Good thing he's so strong because we had to lift the couch more than once to pick up the garbage that managed to find its way under there. "We have art class tomorrow with Miss Munroe, and I was wondering…You see, she divides the class in pairs and, so far I don't have anyone to pair with me, so…I was sort of wondering, you know if you want of course…" He stuttered, not really finished this sentence. I finished cleaning under the couch and looked up, meeting his, for some reason, nervous look.
"Of course sweetie, I'd love to be your pair!" I accepted. He let out a nervous laugh and I looked at him like he was crazy. "What'd you really think that I was going to say no to you?" He turned off the lights leading us to the hallway that would take us to the dorms.
"Me? Of course not." He cried, smiling brightly, somehow I just knew he was lying. But I let it go, everyone had a right to be nervous, goodness knows I was too.
Who else thinks that Peter stuttering is cute?
Next chapter, art class! What do you think is going to happen? Review!