Gendry

What the hell had he been thinking? He had let Arya kiss him. He had kissed her and had wanted more. What in the name of all the gods in the world was he thinking, going after her like that? He wanted to make her stop, to make her see what she had been doing. But once they got outside he had seen how wild and untamable she was. And when he shook her, the way her body had moved had mesmerized him. All he had wanted to do was open the tight black sweater she was wearing and burry his face in the mounds of her chest. He had felt a little foolish letting her be the one that initiated the kiss, and how she had taken control of the kiss.

Then it had all been stopped before things had gotten to out of control. Seeing Myrcella and Aegon standing at the back door pulled him back down to earth. Arya had run into the house. The remaining three just stood there looking at each other. Aegon wouldn't meet his eye and Myrcella looked confused. But the things that he did not notice in their faces were anger, hurt and sadness. He had expected to see those emotions in their eyes. The lack of them was something that he did not understand.

Half an hour after the incident Arya had found him and the rest of the group. They had been standing around in the center of the room and were laughing and joking. Arya had been hiding from the rest of the group. Myrcella was quiet and standing next to Aegon. They kept stealing glances at each other. He noticed that whenever he was looking at them looking at each other they stopped looking at each other.

Arya was silent as she stood with them and they were tense. At eleven thirty they decided that they were all partied out. Aegon hopped on his bike and said that he would talk to him late. Arya climbed into the back seat of his car. Myrcella went next. Hot Pie tried to squeeze into the back seat too but he wouldn't fit. He laughed and traded spots with Beric. The other three got into the car and they went home. He let the guys got out at Hot Pies house, and then he drove the girl's home. He wanted to say something to Arya, but he did not want to do that until they had a chance to be alone. Then he went home. He parked his car and hopped out. He walked into the house and went to his room. As he had sat down on the bed his phone chimed.

So you kissed her? - Hot Pie

Yeah - Gendry

So what was it like? That was from Beric by the way. I wouldn't have asked you that. – Hot Pie

Short, it was to short. – Gendry

The texts stopped after that. He sat on his bed thinking. Then there was another chime on his phone.

Gendry I have a problem. I think I asked Myrcella Baratheon out. – Aegon

That is a problem? – Gendry

Yeah. She has a thing for you, always has. I don't get it. –Aegon

Are you mad at me? - Gendry

For what getting kissed by Arya? Dude I am happy that it was you not that weird guy Jaqen. And if things pan out with Myrcella I don't really care. – Aegon

So what are you and Myrcella going to be doing? Was it a real date or what? –Gendry

We have plans after rehearsal next Saturday to go for a drive. –Aegon

That should fun. –Gendry

I hope so. She told me some stuff tonight, man it was messed up. –Aegon

Everyone is messed up Aegon, even princesses. They get even more fucked up then the rest of us. – Gendry

Yeah you are probably right. –Aegon

Dude I need to get to bed its on one in the morning. –Gendry

Shit I didn't even realize the time. Yeah I got to go too. – Aegon

Well if Myrcella was gone and out of the picture and Aegon was out of the running for Aryas attention then it should be smooth sailing. Arya kissed him right? But then again she had been drinking and if two wine coolers could mess that much with her then she was the textbook definition a light weight.

But something that Aegon said was bugging him. Jaqen did seem to have a fondness for Arya. And Arya sure did light up when she saw the guy. But what did that mean? Did she like him or that Jaqen guy? He knew enough about Arya to know not to ask her point blank, she would either hit him, ignore him or be way to honest for his liking. He would just have to let time play out until she knew what she wanted to do.

Jaqen

When everyone had left the party he went to his studio. He got a new canvas and put it on his easel and prepared his paints. He just stayed looking at the blank canvas for what felt like hours. Then he started to work. He painted blending the colors. Blues, greens, purples, greys, browns and black. He painted a clearing in the woods with a lone wolf. She was howling up at the moon. He knew why he had painted this wolf that night. It was because of her, the lovely girl.

Since he had first set eyes on Arya Stark he had felt the whole world shift. That small girl was something that could not be ignored. Her beauty was incredible, her brain magnificent, and her talent was beyond words. She was every guys dream. Jaqen knew that she was his.

He cleaned his brushes and stood back to look at his work. It was like the others that he had done. He had painted Arya many times in the last week and he would paint many more to come. She was his muse and his curse.

Jaqen walked out of the studio and went onto the kitchen. What was he going to do about the enigmatic girl? He wanted to get close to her, but that bull headed Gendry was in his way. What she ever saw in him Jaqen did not know, but if he wanted a fight he would give him one. He had felt the way she had tremble when he had touched her. He had to fight every instinct not to kiss her there in the hallway.

He had to move slow, take his time, and show her what he was like. That was the only thing that he could do.

Sansa

She had had an amazing time with Sandor after the party. She didn't even feel bad when she had come home ten minutes after curfew. Her father had not been pleased, but had let her off the hook because it was her first time ever being late. He had asked her who she was with and when she told him it was Sandor he had looked confused.

"Aren't you dating Joffery Baratheon?" Ned asked confused.

"Yes. But he had had something to drink and it was not safe for him to drive me home. Sandor said he would drop me on the way to his house." Sansa said.

"If you had your own car you wouldn't have been late. Tomorrow we are going to go car shopping. I know that you like to shop." Ned said.

"Truly daddy? I am getting my own car? A new one?" She asked amazed.

"Yes Sansa. And if your mother asks you were home ten minutes early. We both know how she worries." Ned gave her a hug and ushered her up to her room.

Sansa walked up the stairs to her room. She noticed that Aryas bedroom light was on and she walked over to see what her sister was doing awake at this hour.

"Myrcella I don't know what came over me tonight. I didn't mean to hurt you in any way. I was not thinking." Aryas voice was muffled and hard to hear. Sansa suspected that she had flung a pillow over her head.

"It is alright Arya really. I have been trying to get Gendrys attention for over a year now and he never went for me. If you two like each other I don't mind really." Myrcellas soft voice floated to Sansa.

Sansa decided at that moment to knock on the door. Arya called her into the room and she saw the two other girls sitting on Aryas bed in their PJ's.

"What is going on?" Sansa asked as she came in.

"Not much. Hey you were home past curfew. Are you in trouble?" Arya asked.

"No dad is even taking me out to get a new car tomorrow. But if mom finds out I will be in deep trouble." Sansa said laughing as she sat down on the floor by the bed.

"Why are you back so late? Were you at the party at my house this whole time with my brother?" Myrcella asked.

Sansa looked at her hands that were resting on the bed. She felt her cheeks color and she gave a soft smile remembering what happened with Sandor and the stars.

"Um well, no. I went for a drive with Sandor Clegane. He was nice enough to bring me home." Sansa would not look up at Arya and Myrcella when she said it.

"You like him don't you?" Arya asked.

"You should talk Arya." Myrcella laughed. "Your sister likes two guys and there is a third one that kind of likes her to. And she kissed one of them and had an intimate moment with another one."

Sansa was shocked to hear that her sister had kissed a guy. Her baby sister had kissed someone and had not told her about it first thing?

"Who was it?" Sansa asked.

"Gendry. We went to a party at this guy Jaqens house. He likes Arya too." Myrcella said.

Arya flung the pillow back over her head and fell back on the bed.

"Well I was kissed by Joffery. He also gave me this necklace. I guess I am dating him now."

Myrcella looked at Sansa as if she was stupid.

"Sansa are you sure you want to be dating him? You don't really even know him." Myrcella said.

"I already said that I would. He hasn't done anything to me yet that makes me think that he is anything but a gentleman." Sansas tone was defensive and the other girls let the matter go. "Well I am off to bed. I have a car to buy tomorrow."

Sansa went to her room and fell to sleep. She woke the next morning early like she did every day, but because it was the weekend she allowed herself to sleep until eight. She went and showered and got dressed for the day. She had to admit that one of the nice things about living in the South was that even though it was winter time here she didn't have to bundle up and were so many layers that completely hid her figure. She headed down to the kitchen for breakfast and found the faithful Mrs. Clark there cooking up a storm.

"Morning Mrs. Clark. What is that wonderful smell?" Sansa asked.

"French toast. Let me make you up a plate."

Mrs. Clark set the dish in front of Sansa and a cup of coffee with cream and sugar in it. Sansa looked up at Mrs. Clark.

"I know that you don't like coffee, but you were out late last night and you will need this to get the day started. Are you going to tell me what happened last night and what is bothering you or you going to suffer in silence until you burst?" Mrs. Clark asked.

Ever since Sansa was a child she had always came to Mrs. Clark for advice. She never judged Sansa and would always tell her the truth. She shared things with her that she could never dream of telling anyone in her family and she trusted her completely.

"I went to a party. Joffery was throwing it for winning the game. He sort of demanded that I be his girlfriend and he gave me this expensive necklace. I felt obligated to say yes. And I should have been happy about becoming his girlfriend. I mean he is handsome, wealthy, popular, everything that a girl would want. But there is something about him, something under the surface that is not okay. I can't put my finger on it, but whatever it is it is not good." Sansa told Mrs. Clark her suspicions of how he threatened Arya and that she had seen him belittle the younger students at the school.

"Well dearie if you do not think he is stable you should not be with him. There is someone right out there for you. But I don't think that he was the reason that you were home so late. Out with it, time to spill it for the cook." Mrs. Clark said tapping the coffee mug that she had that said that exact sentence.

"I was with a friend. The first one I made when we moved here. His name is Sandor. He is Jofferys best friend. Or that's what everyone says they are. But I don't think so. Joffery just uses Sandor and he sticks around him for reasons I cannot understand. We left the party about an hour before I was supposed to be home. He sort of took me star gazing. If it had not been for Joffery it would have been perfect." Sansa was gazing out the window as if she could still see the constellations from the night before.

"If I didn't know any better I'd say that you like this boy, a lot as well. If that is the case why are you with his friend and not him?" Mrs. Clark asked.

Sansa had been asking herself this question since he dropped her off last night. He had come around to her side of the car and let her out, walked her to the door of the house and started to leave. On impulse she called him back to her.

"Could I have your phone number? I might need some help for chemistry and you did say that you would help me catch up." Sansa knew that this was a lie so she could just get his number. If she truly needed help she would ask Robb to help her out. She just wanted his number.

He nodded his head and took her phone and programed his number into it. She had been thinking about it all night and morning. Did she really like him? If she did what was she going to do? She was dating Joffery now.

"Joffery will help me get to be Queen. You know why I want that. I just don't see any other way." Sansa hung her head.

Mrs. Clark put her hand on Sansas shoulder and gave it a quick squeeze.

"Well if this is the path that you have set to follow I hope that you are ready for what lay ahead. It sounds like it might be a difficult one."

Just then Catelyn walked into the kitchen with Arya and Myrcella beside her. Arya looked cranky but Myrcella looked wide awake.

"Can I have some coffee?" Arya asked.

"Sure thing dear. Cream and sugar?" Mrs. Clark asked pretending as if she and Sansa had not been having heart to heart chat moments before.

"Both. I need the energy. Myrcella woke up at an ungodly hour on a weekend." Arya grumbled.

"It is nine o'clock. Hardly ungodly. And you were the one who said that you wanted to get up early so that you could go with Sansa car shopping. You wanted to make sure she didn't get a lemon, whatever that is." Myrcella said from beside the snappy Arya.

"I know what I said. I just wish that my body understood."

Sansa laughed. It was just like Arya to want to go shopping for cars. She went back to eating her breakfast. She had a lot to think about, a lot to digest, and she didn't mean the food.

Arya

Myrcella had woke up at eight and had started practicing her dance moves. When Arya chucked a pillow at her she had caught it and used it to do some complicated spin thing.

"Cut it out. I'm trying to sleep." Arya growled.

"And I am trying to practice. I have a recital in two weeks. You will be seeing me doing a lot of this until then." Myrcella retorted, continuing to twirl, leap and stretch.

Arya had slugged out of bed and walked to the bathroom. She took a shower. She felt like shit. Two drinks and she felt hung over. She was never drinking again. It made her do stupid things, like kiss Gendry. She should not have done that. It gave him hope and hope to a guy that liked you was bad. But she still had a problem. There were three guys that liked her and she was not sure if she liked them. Things were so much easier up North.

After her shower she did her hair into a pony tail and she knew that her mother would not like it. The purple on the bottom layer of her hair was visible. She tried to wear it down around her mother but today she didn't care. She had a splitting headache, felt like shit and was more confused then she had ever been in her entire life. Her mother was just going to have to get over herself.

She went to her room and found Myrcella already dressed and waiting to go get breakfast. She went to brush her teeth and Arya got dressed. She choose comfy clothes that day, like what she used to wear at Winterfell. Except the pants were a little more fitted and hugged her butt. She picked one of the tee shirts that Jon had gotten for her when he went away to college. She liked showing off her body now and tied a knot in the back so that it was not as loose as it usually was.

She went out of the bedroom and waited for Myrcella to come out of the bathroom. They made their way down to the kitchen. They ran into Catelyn in the hallway.

"Good morning girls. Mrs. Clark is making French toast for breakfast. Are you going to the kitchen?" Catelyn was trying very hard not to make a comment about her daughters hair and start another fight.

"We are mother. Are you going to be going with Sansa to get her new car today, or is it just father?" Arya asked as they walked down the stairs.

"Just your father. Rickon wants to see if they have hockey here." Catelyn said as they got to the door to the kitchen.

Myrcella and Sansa had a discussion about what kind of a car that Sansa wanted. For some crazy reason Sansa wanted a Mini Cooper. Red, the color of her nails, if it was possible. When Arya heard this she choked on her coffee. Sansa was such a girl to want her car to match her stupid nail polish.

The door to the kitchen opened and Rickon came in with their father. Ned looked as tired as Arya. He sat down at the table and picked up his newspaper and took his cup of coffee from Mrs. Clark. He didn't look at anyone at the table and Arya had an idea that he had slept less then she had. Rickon went and sat at the island on one of the stools next to Sansa and they started talking about hockey.

"Father, can I come with you and Sansa to look for a car for her?" Arya asked her father moving over to her father the table.

He looked up from over his paper and gazed at her with red sleep deprived eyes.

"What? Oh yeah, that's right I told Sansa that I would take her to find a car today. Sure Arya why not. I am sure you could be more of a help to her then me. Why don't we leave in the next half an hour or so? I have to get into the office today. Something happened last night. I hope Sansa knows what she wants. I don't have all day to be out."

"She has an idea. A really stupid one." Arya grumbled.

"Don't make fun of your sister. She doesn't make fun of you." Ned scolded.

"She does, just when she knows that you are not around to hear. But that's what family does. It's our right to tease each other." Arya smiled at her father as she said this and then took her cup and went for a refill.

She was on her second cup when her father stood up from his chair and went over to Sansa. They had a small chat then she went out of the kitchen. Her father went and talked to her mother. They talked and then Catelyn walked away from the kitchen with Rickon. Myrcella and Arya stayed in the kitchen with Mrs. Clark and Ned. When Sansa came back they all left the kitchen and went out to the car.

"Do you want to come along Myrcella or do you want to go home?" Ned asked Myrcella as they were on their way out of the drive way.

"Can I come with you? I won't get in the way and I am sure I can help keep Arya away from every fast car that she sees and from trying to get Sansa to get them." Myrcella answered, looking at Aryas face as she said it.

"Hey I wouldn't do that. I would pester my dad to get them for me. Sansa wouldn't know what to do with a good car if it bit her on the ass."

"Arya that is not something that a young lady should say. Maybe you shouldn't be in shop class after all." Ned said, looking in the review mirror to see his daughter in the back seat.

"Sorry dad. I will try to talk like a lady around you from now on." Arya said.

Myrcella

She had never seen how a normal family interacted and was fascinated in how the Starks acted with each other. There was a playful feel to the house. The Stark parents were loving and openly affectionate with their kids. They laughed with them and went out of their way to let each child feel loved. She didn't know what that was like or how Catelyn and Eddard did it. They had five children living with them and three up North. Her parents only had three kids, and they did not show an ounce of the affection and attention that the Starks showed their children.

Part of her wanted to stay with the Starks forever. Maybe they could adopt her. She knew that they had adopted Theon Grayjoy when his parents died and that they had adopted Eddards sisters son when she had died. She knew that it was not possible but she hoped that they could adopt her.

She loved the way that Arya and Sansa teased each other, but obviously loved each other. She wished that she had that with her brothers. Maybe if they had been raised in an atmosphere like the Starks she and her brothers might have had what the Stark kids had together. But she doubted it. Joffery would never be nice to her or Tommen. She hoped that there was a chance that Tommen would be different and not cruel like her older brother. After watching how the Starks acted together she vowed to not let her parents or brother beat that sweet loving part of Tommen out of him. Her mother said that she was a lioness protecting her cubs from the world, but her mother had not seen what Myrcella would do to protect her baby brother.

Ned pulled the car into the dealership. They piled out and a sales man came oiling over to them to schmooze them and dazzle them into a new car. Sansa told the man what she wanted and Arya scoffed and snorted the entire time. Sansa looked over at Myrcella and she took Arya away so that Sansa could look for her first car in peace.

"Let's go out and look at the cars on the lot Arya. I am sure that it will be more fun then sitting in here with the sales guy and your dad." Myrcella said pulling Arya out of the lobby and out into the lot.

Arya was like a kid in a candy shop. Every car that she saw was amazing. Myrcella couldn't help but laugh. If you looked at her Arya would be the last person you would expect to know anything about cars, but she was a walking encyclopedia of facts about cars. She figured this might be one topic that Bran knew less then Arya. They walked around for an hour looking at the cars as Sansa and Ned talked to the car guy. Then they walked out to where they were.

"They say that they have the car that I want here on the lot. They have the exact one that I want!" Sansa squealed skipping to where Myrcella and her sister were standing. She grabbed their hands and started to jump around. "They are bringing it around to let me test drive it and if I like it daddy says that I can have it."

"That is cool Sansa. I am surprised that you knew what you wanted. Even if it was just for looks more then anything else." Arya said dancing with her sister. Sansas excitement was contagious.

"Miss Stark the car is here. If you would come over here we could start the test drive." The sales man said, indicating to a two door Mini Cooper, red like Sansas nails.

Myrcella smiles as she watched how happy Sansa looked. Ned looked dubious at whether he would fit in the car. After a very comical moment of Ned trying to get in the car he finally shook his head and said that there was no way that he could fit in the backseat. The sales guy got into the backseat and Ned took the front passenger. Sansa slid into the driver's seat and they were off.

"So, I didn't get to tell you last night because you were in self-denial, but I think that I said yes to a date with Aegon next Saturday." Myrcella said while she kicked a rock as they walked around the lot.

"What! Why didn't you tell me this earlier?" Arya shrieked.

"You were so confused and guilty last night that I didn't get around to telling you." Myrcella mumbled.

"Well you could have told me that. It would have helped me stop mopping." Arya said.

"I am telling you now. But I don't know if it is that good of an idea. I mean I still have a small thing on Gendry. That is not going to go away overnight." Myrcella confessed.

"I still feel bad for kissing him. I should not have done that. I knew that you liked him and I kissed him anyway. I am a bad friend. I am surprised that you are talking to me." Arya said.

"Look Arya like I said last night I have been trying to get Gendry to notice me for more then a year, so I know that he isn't into me. He likes you; a blind person can see that. So what are you going to do? I know that I am going to go out on a date with Aegon, so that might be one less guy chasing you. That just leaves Jaqen and Gendry. So the big question is which one are you going to pick?" Myrcella asked.

"I don't know Myrcella. I don't know either of them well enough. We haven't been here to long. And I do not feel comfortable just dating some guy. I want to get to know them first." Arya said, sounding sincere as she said it.

"So you get to know them and then pick. That sounds like a plausible thing to do." Myrcella said nodding her head. "But how long are you going to take before you decide?"

"I do not know. I want to make the right choice. I have never had a boyfriend before." Arya admitted.

"Seriously? That is, really?" Myrcella was shocked.

"Really Myrcella. I was not popular back home. That was Sansa. She has always been the go getter in the family. But she has never had a serious boyfriend either." Arya said.

Myrcellas stomach turned. If that was true it would explain why Sansa would blindly date Joffery. She had to try and get Sansa away from Joffery. To do this she would need help. She remembered that Sansa had blushed when she admitted to being with Sandor Clegane. Maybe he was the answer to the question. But for the time being she had to let Sansa do what she was doing and she just hoped that she was smart enough not to get hurt to badly.

The red Mini Cooper pulled back onto the lot and Sansa stopped the car and hopped out. The smile on her face was huge and she looked like she was in love with it.

"It looks like Sansa is getting her car today." Myrcella told Arya. But when she looked over at Arya she was on her phone, her thumbs flying over the keys. Myrcella pinched Aryas arm to get her attention.

"Ouch. What the hell was that for Myrcella?" Arya yelled.

"They are back. Who the heck are you talking to?" Myrcella demanded.

"Jon. I am getting his take on what happed last night. Right now he is reading me the riot act for drinking. But he is such a hypocrite; he drank all the time at my age when he went to parties. But he has always given me good advice and I trust what he thinks." Arya said.

"Oh. Well I think that we should go see what your sister is doing now. She looks like she is walking on a cloud right now." Myrcella giggled looking at Sansa as she danced around her father and her new car.