10 THINGS SHE HATES ABOUT GENDRY
Hi guys, here is chapter seven, hope you'll enjoy it !
Chapter 7
At the end of her practice, she walked to the detention room, and spotted Gendry sprawled on a desk there. She entered the room and went straight to Mr. Jeor Mormont, the fencing coach, who was taking his turn on watching detention this day.
-Mr. Mormont, can I talk to you for a second ? she politely asked.
Her voice caught Gendry's attention and he sat up straighter.
-What can I do for you, Stark ?
-Sir, I have some ideas on how we can improve the fencing team.
-Great ! Let's talk about this later.
He turned to his desk to check some papers, and she motioned for Gendry to escape by the window. Coach Mormont turned to her once again, surprised that she was still standing here.
-As you know, we have a really big game with The Twins High… Oh my, your bicep is huge ! she said as she grabbed his arm, trying to keep his attention as Gendry was running discreetly for the window. Oh, by the Seven. The other's even bigger ! You don't take steroids, do you, because I've heard steroids can severely disintegrate your... package ? Not that I'm thinking about your package. That's not the point.
-Let's hope not, Coach Mormont replied.
She couldn't believe she was saying this kind of shit for Gendry's sake right now ! But hey, the guy sang for her in front of nearly the whole high-school, one of her favourite song, and he even had a good voice. She could sacrifice herself for once, just so they were even. She hated being indebted to anyone. Gendry made the wooden floor creak so Arya had to catch the Coach's attention quickly again.
-The point is, she said loudly, they kick our butts every year.
They did, because the rest of the team were stupid guys that couldn't even hold a sword in a proper way. She had never lost one game. Not once.
-I was thinking, she carried on. I devised a plan that will enable us to finally defeat them.
-Which is ?
-That thing that you taught us, she smiled awkwardly.
-What thing ?
-Misdirection.
-I taught you that ?
-Yeah, you or… Anyway, that's not important. The… Think about it ! One guy of our team attacks left and right until the other guy is lost ! They're looking left, and we attack right ! Bang, we win.
-Okay, but how do we get them to look left ?
Arya sighed internally. Idea, idea, idea… Ah. Well, desperate times called for desperate measures. The Coach was beginning to turn because Gendry had made some noise opening the window.
-Like this ! Arya shouted as she pulled her top up to her neck, revealing that she indeed had no bra under it right now.
Every guy in the room wolf-whistled. She saw Gendry finally escape from the corner of her eye and pulled her top back down with a sigh.
-Okay. Well, now that you've seen "the plan", I'm gonna go and show "the plan" to someone else. Okay.
The boys clapped on her way out. She ran in the hallways, mortified that she had to do this, but hey, maybe it was worth it. She met with him in front of the high-school and he motioned for her to follow him. They got into his car and he drove away. They didn't speak as he drove, zooming past the buildings and houses. He drove into Flea Bottom and pulled into the parking lot near the beach, at the limit of the city. He led her to a ranch there. She could read "The Bastards' Ranch" on the entrance of the property. She lifted an eyebrow but didn't say a thing. She watched as Gendry walked to a woman that looked just like him. He hugged her, and they talked in hushed tone for a moment, sometimes glancing at her. Eventually Gendry disappeared somewhere and the lady went back inside what looked like the main house. It wasn't a big posh house, but it was huge. Simple painted wood as walls, but it looked comfortable. Gendry came back a few minutes later, holding the reins of two horses.
-You know how to ride ? he simply asked.
She nodded.
-This is Nymeria, he said as he gave her the reins of the tall, shiny black steed. A fierce one, but sweet once you get to know her.
He said that looking straight into her eyes, and she felt the blush coming back. She grabbed the reins and was about to hoist herself on the saddle when she felt two large and strong hands on her waist, lifting her like she weighted nothing, and place her gently on top of Nymeria. Gendry then hopped on his own horse, Bull. He clicked his tongue and led the horse towards the beach, and Nymeria followed.
-I can't thank you enough for helping me sneak out of detention, he said after a few minutes. Very cool.
-No problem, she replied with a small smile.
-I thought for sure I was busted when I was climbing out that window, I tell you. So, how did you keep him distracted ?
Arya laughed awkwardly as she rubbed the back of her neck.
-I dazzled him with my wits, she answered with a casual shrug.
Their horses were walking gently side by side on the beach now. Arya gladly put on the cowboy hat Gendry gave her when they arrived at the ranch. Plus, it looked good with what she was wearing today. A dark blue and white stripped t-shirt, and a black overall that ended just at the top of her thighs. She had to say, Gendry looked gorgeous in his simple dark grey tank top that exposed his toned body and his nicely tanned skin, and his dark jeans. He also had a cowboy hat on.
-So, what's your excuse ?
-For ? she asked.
-For acting the way we do ?
-I don't like to do what people expect, she said. Why should I live up to other people's expectations instead of my own ?
-So, you disappoint them from the start and then you're covered, right ?
-Something like that, she nodded.
-Then you screwed up, he smiled.
-How ? she frowned.
-You never disappointed me, he answered with his cheeky smile.
She nodded as she smiled. They went a little further on the beach, and dismounted. Gendry tied the reins to a nearby tree. Arya was about to sit down on the sand, but Gendry's voice stopped her.
-Are you up for it ? he suddenly asked.
-Up for what ?
He pointed to the sea. They shared a challenging look, and then Arya started to remove her shoes and clothes a fast as she could. Gendry however was first in underwear. He had simple black boxers on. He couldn't look away as he discovered Arya standing in only her dark green lace panties and bra – she had put a bra on before meeting him after the great escape. He stretched out his arm and she took his hand before they ran to the water, laughing like kids. She dived in and savoured the feeling of the water on her skin, easing the hotness of the day – she blamed the bright southern sun for it. She swam to the surface laughing, and turned toward Gendry. Her jaw nearly dropped at seeing him like this, only in his boxers as water dripped from his black hair onto his skin, his blue eyes more striking than ever. Seven Hells, he was hot. She quickly dived back in, to avoid being caught drooling over him, and cool her mind.
She came back to the surface again seconds later, only to catch him checking her out shamelessly. She felt self-conscious, standing only in her soaked underwear in front of him, but to the Seven Hells with that, she was having too much fun. She splashed some water to him, and he started running to her, slowed down by the water around his legs. They chased each other for a moment, laughing and enjoying their afternoon.
Then Gendry grabbed her, snaking his arms around her waist and hold her close, trying to prevent any further attack. Arya's breath caught in her throat, being pressed to his body like this. Then their lips roughly crashed together. Gendry's hands went behind her thighs and hoisted her up. She secured her legs around his hips, her arm around his neck, as he supported her weight effortlessly on his arms. They made-out like crazy for a long moment. Then Gendry slowly detached his lips from hers. They smiled a bit shyly, and didn't say anything as they walked back to the horses, and put their clothes back on. He helped her to get onto Nymeria, and they went back to the ranch. He left the horses to the woman he had hugged earlier, who Arya assumed to be his mother or his aunt, and drove her back to her house, in the richer part of town.
They were now sitting on the front porch, and Arya was enumerating all the rumours about him.
-No, he laughed. None of that stuff is true.
-State trooper, she said.
-Fallacy. Dead guy in the parking lot ?
-Rumour. The duck ?
-Hearsay. Theon Greyjoy's balls ?
-Fact, she admitted. But he deserved it. He tried to grope me in the lunch line.
-Fair enough.
-The accent ?
-It's real. I lived in the Bear Islands until I was ten.
-With the bears and all ?
-Close. With my mom.
-Where were you last year ? I know the porn career is a lie, she added.
-Do you ? he teased her.
She chuckled.
-Tell me something true.
-Something true, he repeated. I hate peas.
-No, she whined and smiled at the same time. Something real. Something no one else knows.
-Okay. You're sweet, he said as he kissed the right side of her neck lightly. And sexy, he added as he kissed the left side. And completely hot for me, he concluded cheekily.
She laughed.
-You're amazingly self-assured. Has anyone ever told you that ?
-I tell myself that every day, actually, he answered before giving her a real kiss.
He pulled back gently.
-Go to the prom with me, he said.
-Is that a request or a command ? she playfully answered.
-Come on, go with me, he repeated.
-No, she answered as she shook her head gently.
-No ? Why not ?
-Because I don't want to. Because it's a stupid tradition.
-Come on, he insisted. People won't expect you to go.
-Why are you pushing this ? she frowned.
He stared back at her.
-What's in it for you ? she insisted.
-So now I need a motive to want to be with you ? he shot back.
-You tell me.
He seemed frustrated with her right now.
-You need therapy, you know that ? he grumbled. Has anyone ever told you that ?
-Answer the question, Gendry.
-Nothing ! There is nothing in it for me, just the pleasure of your company, okay ? he angrily answered.
He grabbed a cigarette and placed it between his lips as he searched for his lighter, frustrated. She grabbed the cigarette and threw it on the ground before stomping back inside.
On the following days, the school was buzzing with the prom.
It was held tomorrow evening. Every girl was gushing about dates, dresses, flowers and such, except for Arya who was still angry after that stupid bull, and Myrcella who wasn't planning on going since she didn't have a date, and Arya wasn't going.
Myrcella was currently walking in the hallways to her locker, she needed her Valyrian books for the next class. She opened her locker, and gasped. A beautiful strapless tea dress was hanged in there. The top was very light blue, nearly white, going lightly darker to the bottom. A piece of parchment was pinned to the hanger. "O fair one/Join me at the Prom/I will be waiting/Love, Brandon T." was written in gothic style. She chuckled, touched by the gesture. She carefully hanged it back inside, and took her things for her next class, felling giddy with excitement.
Later that day, Sansa went to the terrace of their house, knowing she'd find her dad working out there.
-Daddy ? she asked.
-Hi, honey, he answered with a smile.
-I'd like to discuss tomorrow night with you. As you know, it's the prom…
-The prom ? her father repeated. Ari has a date ?
-Well, no, Sansa truthfully answered.
-Don't think you're fooling me. I know who you wanna bend the rules for. It's that hot-rod Joffrey.
-What's a hot-rod ? she frowned.
-It's a… If your sister is not going, you're not going. End of story.
-Okay, let's review. Ari, not interested, me, dying to go.
-Do you know what happens at prom ? Eddard argued.
-Yes, Daddy. We'll dance, we'll kiss, we'll come home. It's not quite the crisis situation you imagine.
-Kissing, huh ? That's what you think happens ? Got news for you. Kissing isn't what keeps me in the police station, questioning young perverts all day long.
-Can we for two seconds ignore the fact that you're severely unhinged, and discuss my need for a night of teenage normalcy ?
-What's normal ? Eddard shot back. Those damn Dawson's River kids, sleeping in each other's beds and whatnot ?
-Daddy, that is so not…
-Got news for you. I'm down. I've got the four one one. And you are not going out and getting jiggy with some boy. I don't care how dope his ride is.
She growled in frustration and stomped back into her room. She heard some knocking on the door.
-Come in, she grumbled.
Arya entered.
-Listen. I know…
She then grabbed the remote and turned off the TV, annoyed by the emotional music it was playing.
-I know you hate having to sit at home because I'm not Suzy High School.
-Like you care.
-I do care. But I'm a firm believer in doing something for your own reasons, and not someone else's.
-Well, I wish I had that luxury. You know, I'm the only sophomore that got asked to go to the prom, and I can't go because you don't feel like it.
Arya took a deep breath.
-Joffrey never told you that we went out, did he ? she finally asked.
-Yeah, Sansa scoffed. Okay.
-In ninth, Arya insisted. For a month.
Sansa frowned. That was a shock.
-Why ? she managed to ask.
-Because he was, like, such a babe.
-But you hate Joffrey.
-Now I do.
-So, what happened ?
Arya chuckled awkwardly and averted her gaze. Sansa gasped.
-Please tell me you're joking !
-Just once, Arya immediately added. We had just arrived, Mom had just left. Everyone was doing it, so… I did it. Afterwards I told him I didn't want to anymore because I wasn't ready, and he got pissed and he dumped me. After that I swore I'd never do anything just because everyone else was doing it. And I haven't since, with the exception of Samwell's party and my stunning digestive pyrotechnics.
-How is it possible that I did not know about this ? Sansa asked, still frowning.
-I warned him that if he told anyone, the cheerleading squad would find out how tiny his dick is, Arya smiled evilly.
-Okay, Sansa chuckled. So, why didn't you tell me ?
-I wanted to let you make up your mind about him.
-Then why did you help Daddy hold me hostage ? It's not like I'm stupid enough to repeat your mistakes.
-I guess I thought that I was protecting you, Arya shot back.
-By not letting me experience anything for myself ?
-Not all experiences are good, Sansa. You can't always trust the people you want to.
-Well, I guess I'll never know, will I ? she angrily said as she opened her door, motioning for her sister to leave.
Prom is coming, sisters are fighting, Arya and Gendry are fighting after an improvised date... See you next time to see what happens next !