Sansa
She couldn't stop looking at her car. She had put up a dozen pictures of her new car on her Facebook page and had asked her friends to help find it a nickname. She got quite a few suggestions as to what to name her car but none seemed right. They were all suggestive and she did not want to have a sexual connotation to the name of her car so she ignored most of them. Then worst one was from Joffery. He said that she should call it Sansa's Bush. She wanted to sock the creep.
She drove her car to school Monday with Bran and Arya with her. She parked her car in what she felt was a safe place so that nothing would happen to it. She got out of the car and she saw Sandor getting out of his three spots over. She smiled and waved to him. He nodded his head and walked to the school. Sansa got her book bag and went into the building. She went to her locker and pulled out her chem book. When she closed her locker Joffery was standing beside her with a rose in his hand.
"This is for you beautiful girl. Do you an escort to walk you to class?" Joffery said.
Sansa smiled brightly took his arm. "I would love to have you walk me to class." Sansa said.
Joffery could be very nice when he wanted to be. This was one of those times that he was being nice. He probably expected something from her.
"So how did you like the party?" Joffery asked.
"It was very fun. I enjoyed it, I told you that already." She said as they walked down the halls to her chem class.
"We are going to Blackwater Bay next Friday after the game. There are going to have a bonfire and some booze some music. It will be a nice party. You are going to come with me after the game." Joffery said.
"I would have to talk to my parents about it. It is an away game and it is over an hour away. I have a one o'clock curfew." Sansa said.
"Well that is stupid. You shouldn't have to do that. Just tell them that you are with me and they will let you go." Joffery sounded so sure of himself.
"I will Joffery don't worry. I will as soon as I get home and I will text you as soon as I get an answer." Sansa said.
"Good. We are here. I will see you at lunch." Joffery said walking away to his class.
She went into her class room and sat next to Sandor at their table. She smiled at him and looked at him. He had been ignoring her over the weekend and it seems as if he was going to continue ignoring her. She opened her book as the teacher started talking. She started doodling in her note book. When the teacher asked her a question she jumped and was unable to answer it because she had not heard the question. Sandor answered it for her and had saved her butt.
She reached for her pen that had fallen out if her hand and she touched Sandors hand. She kept it there for a moment longer then she should have, enjoying the warmth from his hand. Then she collected her pen and went back to her doodling and daydreaming.
She thought of what that hand that she had touched would feel like on her skin. Having that hand run over her body. She was thinking about what it would feel like if he had done that when they had been star gazing. In that moment when they had both sat up she had wanted something. Something primal was surging in her below the surface. When he had taken his jacket off she had felt like she was going to spring across that small space separating the two of them and help him remove his clothing. But when he had handed her his jacket she had felt sad and a little foolish.
Sansa didn't even know that the bell had rung until her classmates were all moving.
"Sansa class is over. Are you coming?" Sandor asked her.
"Um yes. Did we have homework?" Sansa asked.
"Yeah. We have to go over write a review on the chapter that we just went over. Did you know what the teacher had said?" Sandor asked.
"No I didn't catch any of it." She admitted.
"You seemed to be taking notes the whole time. Are you sure that you didn't know what was said in the lecture?" Sandor teased.
"Hey that's not nice. I have things on my mind. I am sorry that I didn't pay attention." Sansa snapped.
"So do you want some help with what happened in class today? I can help you out after practice. I know that you have cheer practice when I have football practice. There is a fifties themed burger joint that I know that we can go to study." Sandor offered.
"That would be great. I would like that so much." She said taking his offer. "Can we take my car? I just got it and I really like driving it."
"Sure not a problem." He said as they walked to their next class.
Bran
He walked to his theater class and took his normal seat with the Reeds. Mr. Renly was teaching them about costumes and makeup today and was standing up on the stage with a flowered house dress and slippers on with a wig and so much makeup that you could see it from outer space. The bell rang and he called the class to order.
"You all might be wondering why I am dressed like this. Well the answer is that I am trying to make a point. I can be anyone when I am on stage. I transcend myself and become who I am portraying. So today I want all of you to go to the costume room and find one that fits your monologue. Then I want you to get your make up box out and figure out how you will transform yourselves into your characters. We will be performing on Wednesday. Now scamper off my little actors." Renly said with a flourish to his hand and a bow of his body.
"Do you know where the costumes are?" Meera asked.
"No idea. But we can follow the others. I am sure that they know where they are going." Bran said.
The three walked with the rest of the class to the costume room. They looked for costumes for their monologues. Bran found a nice toga and roman looking sandals. Meera found something that she felt was queenly enough for Titania from A Midsummers Night's Dream. Jojen found some armor and a crown for himself to help him become King Henry. They took their things and went to the backstage area that had the makeup stations ready for them. They sat down next to each other and Bran just looked at the stuff.
"Okay Meera you are the girl here. How do we use this stuff?" Bran asked completely out of his depth.
"Does it look like I wear this stuff Bran? Just because I am female doesn't make me the defector makeup guru. Just read the instructions on the box." She snapped.
"Fine." Bran snapped back.
He picked up the box and read how to apply the stuff to the face.
"So Bran did you talk to your sister about Friday?" Jojen asked in a soft voice.
"Um, yeah. I got a second hand account, but then I confronted her and everything that you said was going to happen did happen. I said that if things did happen the way that you have said I would try to believe you. But you have to understand that I am skeptic by nature and I do not completely believe you." Bran said opening up a container of what was labeled foundation. He figured that it went on first. He picked up the sponge thing and swished it around in the dish and put the sponge on his cheek.
"I can deal with that. Do you want to learn how to do what I do?" Jojen asked applying his makeup.
"I would like to understand it better. So yes." Bran said as he looked at his face. He had a really bad tan all over his face now. "Now what do I do? I got this foundation crap all over it. What's next?"
"Mascara and eye pencil. You can draw on lines if you want." Meera said as she swiped gold and blue eye shadow all over her eye lids.
"You are such a girl." Jojen said.
"Oh shut up you. Now what are you going to do with your hair brother of mine?" She picked up a hair brush and arranged it in a queenly fashion. She put a fancy head piece on her head and turned to Bran. "What do you think? Do I look like a fairy queen?"
"You look like the ass that falls in love with the queen." Jojen teased his sister.
"You do not look like an ass. You look very lovely." Bran said trying to figure out how to do with mascara.
"You people look so nice. I can see the characters from the works of the great plays coming to life before my eyes. Meera you look amazing. Very much like Titania. And Bran you need to do something to your hair. Now Jojen when you put your costume on you will be every inch a king." Renly said as he walked down the rows of the students applying their makeup and fiddling with their costumes. "There is fifteen minutes left in class. If you want to keep the makeup on you can, or you can wash it off with the baby wipes and face wash."
Jojen and Bran jumped at the chance to wash their faces. They stood at the sink and washed their faces.
"Do you want to work on the psych project after school today at the burger joint today?" Jojen asked as he dried his face.
"Sure I would like that. I haven't picked a disorder out yet to study. Maybe I could use you." Bran joked.
"Hey that would be something. That would give you an in-depth insight to what I am able to do." Jojen said. They walked back to Meera. "Bran is going to study me for the psych project."
"That is going to be something." Meera said as she put some finishing touches on her makeup.
Jaqen
He decided that he was going to work with clay today. He had an idea for a sculpture. It was of Theseus fighting the Minotaur. The symbolism was not lost on him. He hoped that when Arya saw the sculpture that she would get the slight hints that he was telling her. He would fight for her with whatever he possessed.
He was standing at his work station with an apron on over a tank top. His longer then normal hair kept falling in his eyes. There was clay up to his elbows. He noticed that when Arya walked into the room she stopped moving when she saw him. He knew that he looked good and that she had noticed. He gave her a small smile, and watched as she shivered.
Arya went over to her work station and placed the painting that she had been working on up on her easel. It was of a of landscape, but it was in devastation. There was something that in the painting that showed something about Arya that Jaqen knew that no one saw about her. There was a fear and a breakable part of her that he knew that with one wrong move would shatter.
He turned away from her and went back to creating his vision. He started with Theseus. The vanity in him came out in that moment, so he based Theseus off of himself. He was lean and muscular. He spent a long time working on the lines of the body. When he got to the head and the face he was unable to complete it.
He felt Arya standing behind him, but he ignored her until he got the chest of Theseus just right. Then he turned and gave her a smoldering hungry look.
"Yes Lovely Girl?" Jaqen asked trying to let his voice drip with seduction.
"I was just curious about what you were working on. I have never worked with clay before. Can I watch how you do it?" She asked pulling up a stool.
"Yes." Jaqen went back to work.
"What did you do the rest of the weekend?" Arya asked after several moments of silence.
"I painted and wrote some poems. Nothing out of the ordinary for me." He said.
"Oh." She sounded disappointed.
"What about you?" He found himself asking. He usually did not talk when he was creating.
"I helped my sister get her new car. And did homework. I guess it was a very ordinary weekend for me too" She said.
She sat there and he let her watch him work. It was something that he had never done before. He had never let another person watch him so intently before. He found it unnerving and difficult to concentrate on his work. He was starting on the Minotaur when there was a small cough from beside him.
He glanced up at her through his hair. "Is there something that I can do for you lovely girl, or do you want to interrupt me some more?" He asked.
"What is it that you are making?" She asked.
"Theseus and the Minotaur. I had a compulsion to create this over the weekend and I didn't have any clay to do it at my house." He said as he started to form the Minotaur out of the soft mold-able clay.
"Oh. Well then I will let you get back to work." She said sliding from the stool.
"Are you finished with that painting?" Jaqen did not take his eyes off his work.
"Yes I am letting it dry." She said. "I didn't see the point of starting a new project when there was so little time left in class."
"I see. Well if that is the case I will stop for the day as well." He said.
He walked over to the sink and started to clean up his arms and took off the apron. He walked back to Arya in his tank top and jeans that were permanently stained in paint.
"Jaqen you have something on your face." Arya stood and walked over to the get a wet paper towel.
He stood still as she came up close to him. He held his breath as she wiped the clay off his face with a soft touch. When he allowed himself to breathe again her hand was still on his face making sure all signs of clay were gone.
"There all better." Her hand fell away from his face and she stepped back. She stood and looked him in the eyes. She finally stepped away and the bell that signaled the end of class rang.
Jaqen watched her quickly gather her things and all but run out of the room, away from him, away from how he made her feel.
Gendry
He used to love auto class. Working with tools, fixing things, getting dirt stuck under his finger nails. But now it filled him with trepidation. He could not seem to concentrate. He had smashed his fingers three times last week, dropped a tire on his foot and got a face full of oil.
He knew why he went from being a good mechanic to a total fool in the shop. And the name of the cause was Arya.
When he had smashed his fingers it had been when she was touched his leg while she was pulling herself from under a car. He had let go of the hood that he was holding. He dropped the tire when she punched him in the arm. The incident with the oil happened on Friday. He was to busy looking at Arya all zipped up and popping out of her jumpsuit as she leaned over a car tinkering with a carburetor. He had tripped and his face was planted into a tub of nasty oil.
Today was going to be just as difficult and challenging. She was standing with a master cylinder to an old beat up Mustang in her hand talking to the teacher. Gendry knew that it was the instructor's car and that he had been looking for someone gullible enough to take it off his hands. He could see the look in his eyes that she had taken the bait and that she was going to take the old hunk of junk off the old geezer's hands.
"Thank you Mr. Smith. I think I can make something out of this heap. It is one of the good things about having a wealthy father. His money can get just about anything. I am sure that I will be able to get all the parts that I need." Arya was saying.
"It is all yours now. You can keep it here in the shop while you work on it."
"Thanks again." Arya said walking over to Gendry.
"So you bought the scrap?" He laughed.
"Yeah. Jon is always looking for this car. It is kind of an obsession for him. I wanted to get it for him for his birthday in March. I hope I can have it all fixed up by then." She said as she opened the hood and looked down in despair at the sad looking inner workings of a once nice car.
"Well if you need any help let me know. I don't mind working on a lost cause." Gendry said looking at the motor as well.
"I better go change. I don't want to get grime all over my clothes." She walked away from the house and went to change.
Gendry started to pull apart the engine and place the pieces out on a table. Arya came back in the tight jumpsuit that she wore in the shop. He swallowed convulsively as she bent over to tinker on the car. He had to fight the urge to pull her into the small bathroom and unzip the top of the suit she was in and let free her body for his ravenous hands devour the contours of her body.
They worked very well together. In the hour that they had their class they had almost pulled the whole motor out of the car. That was a first for him. The time that it usually took him to pull an engine was exponentially longer doing it alone then when it was with Arya. She made lively conversation, told raunchy jokes and was not afraid to get dirty.
Arya went to change back into her clothes. He waited for her to come out to walk with her to the cafeteria to eat with the others. They stood in line and grabbed trays to collect their food. He piled his with pizza, fries and cola. He noted that Arya had a salad and a single slice of pizza with a juice drink. They paid for their food and went to their normal table under the windows.
"Did you really buy the scrap from Smith?" Thoros demanded when they sat down.
Arya shot a look at Gendry. He shrugged and started eating.
"Yes I did. It is a gift for Jon." Arya was on the defensive. There was no way to stop her from being crabby when she was on the defensive.
"Anything for Jon. You must really love your brother to buy him a hunk of junk like that." Aegon said.
"That was not nice Aegon. Arya can fix it up and I think that she knows enough grease monkeys to help her out." Myrcella said rushing to Aryas defense.
"I don't mind helping out." Hot Pie chimed in. "But I know nothing about cars. But I am very good at witty conversation when tensions are rising and you feel as if there is no way that you can figure out how to get your hunk of junk to work."
"Thank you so very much Hot Pie." Arya said.
"So are we playing at the bonfire at Blackwater Bay at the after party for the football game?" Gendry asked Beric.
"Yeah. I have everything arranged. Is no one going to address the elephant in the room?" Beric demanded.
"What elephant?" Gendry asked. He hoped that Beric was not going to bring up the fact that he and Arya had kissed.
"The one that has to do with Myrcella and Aegon." Thoros said.
Gendry looked over at the two people in question. They were both blushing and avoiding looking at everyone. So there was more going on then just a date.
"We talked over the weekend and got to know each other. We decided to date. Is there a problem with that?" Aegon said.
"Hey way to go you two." Gendry said patting Aegon on the back.
"When did this happen?" Arya demanded.
"We um decided to 'go out' last night. We talked for a while and decided to try it out. And I do not want any teasing to come out of this." Myrcella said glaring at every one at the table.
Gendry looked over at Beric and broke out laughing. But they were quickly stopped in their laughter by Arya. She had smacked Gendry and kicked Beric to get them to stop. Myrcella looked like she was going to murder them.
"Will you shut up? You two are insensitive asses." Arya hissed.
Gendry didn't stop laughing, if anything he laughed harder. Arya went to smack him again but he caught her hand and held it so she couldn't continue her assault on him.
"I would not do that if I were you princess. You don't want to do that anymore." He whispered it to her as he pulled her close. He felt the sparks flying out of her eyes. He knew that she wanted to punch him and leave him weeping on the floor.
He gave her a smile and raised his eyebrow.
"You know there are other things that can make that tension that you seem to have in spades go away that I can think of. " He whispered.
Sandor
"You have got to be kidding me. There is no way that I am riding in this car. I will not fit into it." Sandor said looking at Sansas car.
"You can fit into it. My father did." She said opening her door and looked at him from over the top.
"I am a little taller then he is." Sandor said defensively.
"Not by much. Just get in the car. I want to get something to eat and do this stupid chem homework. I have the stupid math to do as well." Sansa grumbles.
"I don't know why you had to pick such a small car. Only a tiny person can fit in this damn thing." Sandor leaned down to look once again into the tiny car that Sansa insisted on taking. "I have a perfectly good car that I can fit into. Why don't I drive my car and you can follow me. That way you wouldn't have to come back here."
"I have to be back here to get Arya and Bran in an hour so I would have to be back anyway. Will you just get in the car?" She barked.
"Fine!" Sandor bent down again. "If I get stuck I am going to pull this toy apart getting out." He put his leg in and scrunched into the seat. "I seem to only be able to get one leg in Sansa. Is there anything you can do to help me?"
"Oh yeah. I can move the seat back. Give me a sec. I have not yet mastered the controls." She started pushing buttons.
"That is just making it worse. Sansa I can't breathe. My knee is almost cutting off my air way." Sandor choked.
"Sorry. How about now?"
"That is so much better. And I can get my other leg in now. Let get this toy car on the road." Sandor said as he was fully able to get into the car and put his seat belt on.