Christin Solomon
Chapter 8-Flirting for Information
Grant's POV (A/N: His POV isn't done often, so I decided I would give it a shot.)
When Christin walked into the Mess Hall, I knew she was tired. You couldn't tell if you weren't me, Zach, or Jonas. It was just the little things, like the way she looked around a little bit more instead of keeping her gaze straight ahead, the way she leaned more onto her right when she walked when she was usually perfectly balanced. Yeah, sometimes I didn't get stuff right away, but when it came to my big sister; I noticed the little things and usually understood why.
"I'll be right back." I told Bex as I stood up and walked over to where Christin was getting her food.
"Hey sis" I greeted; her eyes were more alert then usual when she looked at me.
"Hey bro" She replied. She grabbed her plate of food and I walked by her side as she walked toward the teacher's tables.
"You didn't get any sleep last night, did you?" I accused. She rolled her eyes.
"I got tons." She said rather convincingly. I knew she was an even better liar then Zach, and that's saying something.
"Christin, why didn't you get any sleep?" I tried to use that little brother voice that I knew went to her heart, she sighed.
"Look, Grant, I appreciate your concern, but I'm fine. I got enough sleep and I'm okay. Go back to your breakfast. You're going to need to be alert for class today." She warned as she stepped around me and joined her father. What the heck? It wasn't like her to act like that and it was making me concerned. What was with my sister? What was getting to her that would make her be a little snappier?
"Maybe she's just tired." Zach said from behind me. I turned and shrugged.
"Hopefully she'll get a nap in or something, I'd hate for her to be in a bad mood when we get to class." I muttered. Zach probably hid his concern better than me because when we got to the table, Bex was staring.
"What's the matter?" She asked, wrapping her hand around my arm. I chose not to answer and stuffed some eggs into my mouth.
"Grant" Bex warned, if I didn't answer, she was definitely going to slap me in the back of the head. Oh well, better to take that then tell her I was worried about Christin.
"Grant-" She began but I was saved by the bell and quickly stood up. Bex glared at me and refused to talk to me for the rest of the day. Zach, Jonas, and I went out to the P&E barn but found that Christin wasn't there. Jonas found the note.
Bros,
Be back soon, had to go get some things (or some ones) for class today. Hang out, maybe even spar while I'm gone. Don't get into mischief or break rules or do anything that goes under the TROUBLE category.
Sis*
"I wonder who or what she's getting." I said, Zach and Jonas rolled their eyes.
"What?!" I asked, once again, feeling like I was in the Special Ed for Spies class.
"Christin is obviously bringing the girls." Just as Jonas explained it. Christin entered with Cammie, Bex, and Liz behind her.
"Today, we are identifying the things that will tell us when somebody wants information or is trying to take you down." Christin exclaimed. That's why we had that assignment yesterday!
"Jonas, show Liz that new coordination system and the rest of you come with me." We separated into pairs and came to her on either side in front of her.
"First, girls, you're going to flirt. You're trying to get my favorite color from him, any means necessary. When you do, throw him to the ground, and you win." We put about twenty feet between our groups before it started.
"You seem like such a good brother, listening to her and all." Bex said, smiling gently. I saw the look in her eyes; I was so in for it for not telling her what was bothering me in the morning.
"I try to be." I forced out. Her eyes glittered and she stepped closer so there was only an inch between us.
"You know a lot about her, right?" Bex asked, wrapping her arms around me and pressing close. My heart was speeding up as she brought her face closer to mine, and finally kissed me. I knew the reason why she was kissing me, but any reason for Bex to kiss me was a good reason.
"What's her favorite color?" Bex asked in between a kiss, then quickly started again.
"Um . . ." My mind couldn't focus and that was definitely not a good thing for a spy.
"Please?" She whispered quietly, nuzzling my jaw with her nose.
"Navy blue and black" I responded automatically. Bex smiled and kissed me much more strongly and when I was about to get into it more, she grabbed my wrist, and flipped me over her back.
"So Bex, what's my favorite color?" Christin asked as she strolled toward us, her eyes amused.
"Navy Blue and Black" Bex didn't miss a beat. It was a couple moments before I heard a thud and saw Zach laying on the mat and Cammie looking awfully proud.
"You have to stay on guard, you can ever let it down. It doesn't matter who it is. Bex, Cammie, and Liz will be here for the rest of the time it takes you to learn to keep your guard up." Christin left the P&E barn, whistling an unfamiliar tune.
"You alright?" Bex questioned, offering her hand. I hesitated and she smiled. So against my better judgment, I took her hand, and to my surprise, she just helped me up.
"Maybe you'll tell me what is bothering you next time." She whispered before joining Cammie and Liz and walking out the door too.
"Wow" Zach muttered, staring at where they had disappeared.
A/N: Who knew I could make Bex so. . .flirty. Did you like Grant's POV, I'm not sure if I'll ever use it for a whole chapter again. Please review.