CHASE
"How do I get myself into these messes?" He was sitting at Amy's kitchen counter with a cup of coffee in hand. "It was the one thing I said I wasn't going to do this time, and I did it anyway." He took a quick sip of coffee. "I hope Amy isn't too upset with me."
Amy came down the hall wearing a pair of pink sweatpants and a loose fitting pink top. "There you are." She stopped to yawn. "I thought you had gotten up and left. You scared me." She walked up to him and draped her arms over his shoulders, pulling him into a loose hug.
"You aren't mad about last night?" He asked shyly.
"Nope, in fact I'm actually pretty happy. You're mine, Chase Celerity, don't forget it." She kissed his neck lightly as a huge smile formed on his face.
"I can live with that." he said as he snuggled into her hug.
MARCI
it took a minute for the girl to register her surroundings as she awoke. She looked around at the walls of the room around her, and felt arms around her as she lay in bed, pondering everything that happened. "He's my best friend." she muttered as she looked at the sleeping boy. he had a content smile across his face, and for the first time in a long time he looked peaceful. "Can we really pull this whole thing off?" she sighed. "For both of our sakes I hope so." She shook the sleeping boy. "Daniel, wake up. I have work."
The boy groaned and sat up. "Marci, last night, are we..." He had a slight bit of fear behind his eyes, but it was swiftly banished with a quick kiss from Marci. "I'll take that as a yes."
"I have work, Daniel. Do you still have that outfit of mine?"
"The one from the runaway bag? yeah, it's in the closet." He opened the door and grabbed the Shirt and pants for his new girlfriend. "I hope you still like it."
"Thanks, I'll see you at five, ok?" She grabbed her outfit, dressed quickly and headed out, making her way to the Jeweler downtown.
"Let's hope this shift goes fast." She opened the door and stepped inside, only to be met with a firm clap on her shoulder.
"We need to talk. It's important." her coworker Samantha led her back to the office. "So last night, what the hell is wrong with you?"
"Last night?" Marci was confused. the only notable event of last night was the whole Paul and Daniel fiasco, and Samantha couldn't possibly know...
"My brother and your best friend. talk." Samantha was getting impatient.
"Wait, Paul is your brother? ok, I guess it goes back to the month and a half of Paul and my relationship. Paul has always been clingy. don't roll your eyes at me. anyway, Daniel and I have been best friends for as long as I can remember. Paul got all scared when Daniel and i hung out. i got over a hundred texts in an hour when i was with Daniel. then there was last night. it was a good gesture of romance, until i found out he was doing it because he was scared of losing me to him. then i get a call from Daniel telling me he's on his roof. what you all don't know is the last time we were on his roof we talked about really dark things. i got scared, so i had to go make sure he was ok."
"And you got there and slept with him."
"That was not the original plan. the original plan was to put him to bed and go home. It did not pan out as I expected."
"No shit." Samantha was barely containing her rage. "You broke my baby brother's heart last night, I hope you're proud of yourself. Go clock in and get out to the counter." Marci made her hasty exit and took her position at the jewelry counter. it was going to be an interesting shift.
MILES
Morning had little merit for the younger boy. same boring breakfast, same boring chores, even his new Wii U didn't entertain him. "Come on Nintendo. We need more games for the Wii U!" Miles had vented his frustration and was just plain bored. "Maybe I should be a social fox." The statement was weightless, but it still struck Miles with a crippling headache. The pain passed quickly after, leaving the boy strangely concerned. He put the concern out of his mind and dialed Sue-Ellen's number.
"Sue-Ellen's phone, Mama rabbit speaking." Miles chuckled at the old nickname. it came from when Sue-Ellen and Miles were young and they had white snowsuits. a passerby remarked they looked like snow bunnies, and that she did a good job with her kids. Miles hadn't been her kid, but she took the complement all the same.
"Hi, Mama, is Sue-ellen busy?"
"She's in the bath, I'm afraid. I can have her call you when she's done."
"I was going to invite her to come to the park with me, actually."
"I'll run the news to her, hold on." Miles waited, then heard a squeal from the other end before Mama returned. "When will you be coming by?"
Miles paused for a second. "Ten, maybe fifteen minutes."
