10 THINGS SHE HATES ABOUT GENDRY
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Chapter 3
Joffrey and his friends were on the football fields, running laps, when they spotted Gendry sitting on a bench, smoking a cigarette. Joffrey walked up to him.
-Hey, he said. How you doin' ?
Gendry gave him a strange look.
-Do I know you ? he asked in his deep voice.
-You see that girl ? Joffrey asked, pointing to Arya who was training with the fencing team.
-Yeah.
-That's Ari Stark. I want you to go out with her.
-Yeah, sure, Blondie, Gendry scoffed.
-Look, I can't take out her sister until Ari starts dating. You see, their dad's whacked out. He's got this rule where the girls…
-That's a touching story. It really is. Not my problem, the dark-haired one shrugged.
-Would you be willing to make it your problem if I provide generous compensation ?
-You're gonna pay me to take out some chick ?
Gendry wasn't buying it, it was stupid. However, Joffrey nodded with a sincere face.
-How much ? Gendry asked.
-Twenty gold coins.
At this moment, Arya violently attacked her opponent, making him fall backwards in a hurting way.
-Fine, thirty, Joffrey added.
-Well, let's think about this. We go to the movies, that's fifteen coins. We get popcorn, that's fifty-three. And, she'll want something to drink, right ? So, we're looking at seventy-five gold coins.
-This isn't a negotiation, Joffrey threatened. Take it or leave it, Trailer Park.
-Fifty coins and we have a deal, Blondie.
Joffrey seemed angry but give him a little pouch anyway. Then the coach blew his whistle, and Gendry went to make his first move on Arya Stark, who was on the side, drinking some water.
-Hey there, m'lady. How you doin' ? he seductively asked.
-I'm not a lady and I'm sweating like a pig, actually. And yourself ? she retorted.
-Now, there's a way to get a guy's attention, huh ?
-My mission in life, Arya replied. But obviously, I struck your fancy, so, you see, it worked. The world makes sense again.
She started walking away, he chuckled and followed her.
-Pick you up on Friday, then.
-Oh, right. Friday.
-Well, the night I take you places you've never been before, he added with a cheeky grin.
-Like where ? The "Hot Pie's Dinner" by the Narrow Sea ? Do you even know my name, screw boy ?
Ooh, feisty. Well, he liked a challenge.
-I know a lot more than you think, he smirked.
-Doubtful. Very doubtful.
She continued walking but he stopped, lost in thoughts. She was a tough cookie, this Arya Stark.
A few benches away, Jon and Bran were watching how things were progressing, and Jon was becoming more and more depressed.
-We are screwed, he groaned.
-Hey, I don't want to hear that defeatist attitude, Bran shot back. I want to hear you upbeat.
-We are screwed, Jon said with a cheerful tone.
-There you go.
Back at the Starks' house, Arya was washing her face at the sink when Sansa entered.
-Have you ever considered a new look ? she asked with a smile. I mean, seriously. You could have some definite potential buried under all this hostility.
She was gently moving her sister's hair to try some new hairstyle, but Arya swatted her hand away.
-I'm not hostile. I'm annoyed.
-Why don't you try being nice ? People wouldn't know what to think.
-You forget, I don't care what people think, Arya stated.
-Yes, you do.
-No, I don't. You don't always have to be who they want you to be, you know.
-I happen to like being adored, thank you.
Arya slightly frowned as she noticed something. The white pearls around her sister's neck.
-Where'd you get the pearls ?
-They're Mom's.
-And you've been what, hiding them for four years ? Arya exclaimed with shock.
-No. Daddy found them in a drawer last week.
-So you're just gonna start wearing them now ?!
-It's not like she's coming back to claim them ! Besides, they look good on me.
-Trust me, they don't, Arya growled before storming away.
On Saturday, Arya went out to buy a few things she needed. When she walked out of the music shop, she found Gendry Waters leaning on her car.
-Nice ride, he complimented. Vintage fenders.
-Are you following me ? she grumbled, highly annoyed already.
-I was in the Laundromat. I saw your car. I came over to say hi.
-Hi, Arya shot back.
She was about to open the car's door but he moved in front of her.
-Not a big talker, huh ?
-Depends on the topic. My fenders don't really whip me into a verbal frenzy.
-You're not afraid of me, are you ? he smiled.
-Why would I be afraid of you ?
-Well, most people are.
-Well, I'm not, she replied shortly.
-Well, maybe you're not afraid of me, but I'm sure you've thought about me naked.
He even had the guts to add a cheeky blink at the end.
-Am I that transparent ? Arya asked with an eye-roll. I want you, I need you. Oh, baby, oh, baby.
She pushed him away and hopped in her car. She was about to drive away when Joffrey's shiny red fancy car stopped just behind hers.
-What is it, asshole day ? she groaned. Do you mind ? she shouted at the blond prick.
-Not at all, he casually answered without looking at her, going into a shop.
She closed her eyes for a second, and sped up in reverse, making some serious damages to Joffrey's beloved car. Gendry chuckled from where he was. Joffrey ran out to his car.
-You bitch ! he shrieked.
-Whoops, she added with a guilty smile.
-"Whoops" ?! he father said as soon as he came back home this night. My insurance doesn't cover PMS !
-Well, then tell them I had a seizure, Arya calmly replied.
-Is this about the House of the Black and White ? Are you punishing me because I want you to stay close to home ?
-Aren't you punishing me because Mom left ?
-You think you could leave her out of this ? he darkly asked.
-Fine. Then stop making my decisions for me.
-I'm your father. That's my right !
-So what I want doesn't matter.
-You're eighteen, you don't know what you want, Eddard stated. And you won't know what you want until you're forty-five, and even if you get it, you'll be too old to use it.
-I want to go to an Essos school ! I want you to trust me to make my own choices, and I want you to stop trying to control my life just because you can't control yours !
-Yeah ? Eddard shot back with anger. Well, you know what I want ?
His beeper sounded then.
-We'll continue this later, he warned in an icy tone.
-Can't wait, she grumbled as she walked away to her room.
However, her plan to stay in the peaceful oasis that was her room was thrown away by an angry Sansa that stopped her in the stairs, phone in hand.
-Did you just maim Joffrey's car ?
-Yeah. Looks like you're gonna have to take the bus, she answered, unfazed.
-Has the fact that you're a completely psycho managed to escape your attention ?
Arya rolled her eyes as she walked away, not even bothering to answer.
-Daddy ! Sansa shrieked.
On the next Monday, Gendry was at his locker, taking his things, when Joffrey's appeared next to him.
-When I shell out fifty, I expect results.
-Yeah, I'm on it, Gendry shrugged.
-Watching that bitch violate my car doesn't count as a date.
-Don't call her a bitch, Gendry muttered.
-Now, Joffrey carried on as he didn't hear. If you don't get any, I don't get any. So get some.
-I just upped my price, Gendry announced lightly a the blond prick started walking away.
-What ?!
-Hundred coins a date. In advance.
-Forget it.
-Well, forget her sister, then.
Joffrey didn't look pleased at all but gave him the money anyway.
-You better hope you're as smooth as you think you are, Waters.
Gendry gave him a big smile as he took the pouch filled with gold.
A few hours later, Jon and Bran were trying to approach Gendry again during manual class.
-Go, Jon whispered to his friend.
-No, you go, Bran protested.
-I went before.
Bran pushed him anyway. Jon walked carefully to Gendry, since the guy was holding a metal stick.
-We know what you're trying to do, with Ari Stark, he said.
-Is that right ? What do you plan to do about it ?
-Help you out.
-Why's that ?
-The situation is, Bran piped in, my man Jon her has a majorjones for Sansa Stark.
-What is it with this chick ? She has beer-flavoured nipples ? Gendry asked with a lift of his eyebrows.
-Hey ! Jon protested, ready to punch the guy.
Bran grabbed him and pull him behind him as he spoke.
-I… I think I speak correctly when I say Jon's love is pure, purer than, say, Joffrey Lannister's.
-I'm in this for the cash, Gendry replied. Lannister can plow whoever he wants.
-Okay, there will be no plowing ! Jon growled again.
-Gendry, Bran carried on. Gen. Let me explain something to you here. We set this whole thing up so Jon can get the girl. Jon. Joffrey's just a pawn.
-So, Gendry said. You two are gonna help me tame the wild beast.
-Absolutely, Bran nodded. We'll do some research, we'll find out what she likes. We're your guys.
-And he means that in a strictly non-prison movie type of way, Jon quickly added.
-Let's start here, Bran added awkwardly. Now, Friday night, Samwell Tarly is having a party. It's the perfect opportunity.
-Perfect opportunity for what ? Gendry asked as he continued to work.
-For you to take out Ari.
-I'll think about it, he said as he walked away.
-And for a little payback, Bran added. This is gonna be some party.
Samwell Tarly had made this little poster, inviting all future Red Keepers to his house for a "Wine and Cheese". And Bran had taken them all, replacing them by a "Free beer, wild party" kind of poster, keeping Samwell's name on it. He also had thrown flyers in the staircase so everyone in the school knew about this party.
Further in the school, Joffrey was chatting with Sansa.
-Now, this is really important, okay ? he said with a serious face. Which one do you like better ?
He held up two photographs of him. He had the exact same pose, only on one he had a black t-shirt, and a white one on the other.
-I think I like the white shirt better, Sansa carefully answered.
-Yeah, it's… It's more…
-Pensive ? she tried.
-Damn. I was going for thoughtful.
Sansa frowned. He didn't make any sense.
-So, are you going to Samwell Tarly's party on Friday night ?
-Yeah, I might, she replied with a small smile.
-Good. Because you know, I'm not gonna bother if you won't be there.
Sansa smiled widely at this. How cute this guy could be… The bell rang.
-See you there, Joffrey gave her a seductive smile.
-Okay, she blushed.
-All right.
They each went one way.
-So, have you heard about Samwell Tarly's party ? Jon asked.
He was taking a walk with Sansa for his greatest pleasure.
-Yes, and I really, really, really want to go. But you know I can't. Not unless my sister does.
-Yeah, I know. I'm working on that, but so far, you know, she's not going for my guy. She's not a…
-K.D. Lang fan ? No. I found a picture of Jared Leto in her drawer once, so I'm pretty sure she's not harbouring same-sex tendencies.
-Okay, Jon replied as he was thinking. So that's the kind of guy she likes. Like, pretty guys.
-I don't know. All I've ever heard her say is that she'd die before dating a guy that smokes.
-All right, no smoking, what else ?
-You're asking me to investigate the inner workings of my sister's twisted mind ? I don't think so.
-Well, nothing else has worked, Jon said. We need to go behind enemy lines here.
Sansa nodded, and grabbed his hand, walking back quickly to his car.
-What are you doing ? he asked.
-Well, I could use a ride home, and you'll get the information you need. Come on, she said as she sat shotgun in his car.
Jon hurried, eager to please her, and followed her instructions to her home. He followed her to her sister's room and they began searching around.
-Okay, here we go, she said as she handed him some papers. Class schedule, reading list, date book, concert tickets, concert tickets.
He grabbed it all as she continued her hunt for information.
-Aha ! Black panties ! she said triumphantly as she held the piece of cloth up.
-And what does that tell us ? Jon asked with a doubtful face.
-She wants to have sex someday, that's what.
-You… She could just like the colour ! Jon weakly protested.
-You don't buy black lingerie unless you want someone to see it, she replied in a duh-tone.
-Oh… So… Can I see your room ? Jon tentatively asked, trying to look innocent.
-No, she quickly replied. A girl's room is very personal.
-Oh, okay.
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