Chapter 7: A Crush
Walking out of the apartment, Irene was outside on her Fenton Cycle to take me to work. I sighed in relief; Ever since the reporters started to follow me around, I became prone to having mental breakdowns before work.
"You ready for work?" Irene asked as I hopped on the bike.
"No." I grounded out, whilst fixing my red button up.
"Then you probably shouldn't have worn white pants." She laughed.
"Watch it, I'm wearing pointed heels." I threaten.
She just laughed.
Dropping me off at work, she wished me luck.
Stepping inside the building, I knew something was off. Lilith was without coffee.
The Operative's were sitting in the waiting section playing cards. They've became a permanent sight.
"Well if it isn't our own little super star." Lilith jeered.
K sent a glance towards my direction and blushed. O took the opportunity to cheat.
Slowly making my way to the desk, Lilith pushed the newspaper towards me. Sitting down I picked up the paper, only to gasp in disbelief.
"Are you serious?"
I blushed as the Operatives looked my way.
"They just never know when to quit." She grumbled.
"I liked it better when I was a nobody." I slumped in my chair.
"What are you two going on about?" Operative O snorted.
"My reason to push for an early retirement." Lilith went back to work.
I looked back at the main header, eyebrows scrunched.
Vlad Masters Extended Absence Connected Towards His Lover!
"Alright, I think you had enough time to see that." Lilith grabbed the newspaper and replaced it with files. "Go put those away," she turned around to sneer. "And one of you go get coffee."
Walking into Vlad's office, I started to file absentmindedly.
Me? Vlad's lover?!
Just because I was seen with him ONCE, doesn't mean I'm his lover. Hell, we never even actually held hands. How does that make me his lover? What kind of crap did these news deprived reporters make up?
Not only that. I have been blamed for couples night not happening; Lilith 'forgave' me when her boyfriend got them on a cruise. Then their was the time when they got picture of K driving me home. Well excuse ME for wanting some protection from the paparazzi.
Finishing up, I stormed towards the door. Only to bump into someone.
Hot boiling coffee splattered all over the ground and onto my pants. I screeched as the burning sensation hit my legs.
Who makes coffee this hot?!
Cursing up a storm, I glared at the malafester. "Oh my god, K!" I shouted. "Where did you get that coffee from? Hell?"
"I apolo-sorry!" He stammered . "I didn't watch going!" He sounded like one year old trying to make a sentence.
"It's not your fault," I grounded, shaking to get the coffee to cool quickly. "Guess everyone's on edge because, Vlad decided to take a couple of weeks off."
"You could say that." He blushed, scratching the back of his head.
"So...looks like I got killer coffee stains to deal with later." I shrugged.
"I got extra clothes in car." He offered.
"Do I look like I could fit into your clothes?" I laughed.
"I have a pair of sweatpants." He smiled.
"Alright," I rolled my eyes. "But I'm going to stretch them out."
As we walked out of the office, O and Lilith gave us a look.
K grabbed the white sweats and gave them to me. Going to the restroom I changed. They were a tight fit. Getting out, Lilith was smirking and O was nudging K.
"So when's the wedding?" O joked.
K sacked him.
At the end of the day, I grabbed my ruined pants to head out. Someone cleared their throat behind me, startled I turn around to see K.
"Miss Velia, I was wondering if you would go...da...me!" He stammered.
"Er...What?" I raised a brow.
K fumbled with his tie. " I was... I um..."
O smacked him from behind.
"Let's go K."
"Date me!"
Lilith was laughing in the background.
I flushed in embarrassment. "Date?"
"Sunday, at...um...the park. At 5?" He wrung his hand nervously.
A date? With a guy I don't even like or know? Would it be a good idea? Maybe it would get the press off my back. Show them that I AM NOT VLAD'S LOVER!
"Sure." I nodded unsurely.
K smiled, then O started to drag him away.
"He'll see you Sunday!" O hollered, throwing K into the car.
I felt a nudge and jumped.
"Someone's got a crush." Lilith teased.
I rolled my eyes. "I'm only doing this so I can go back under the radar."
"I was talking about K, girlie." She twirled her hair. "He's been eyeing you for a while."
"He's only been with us a for a week." I huffed.
"A week and a kiss can lead towards magic." She winked.
I flushed. "That kiss wasn't real!"
"Oh!" Lilith started slapping my arm. "He's not the only one with a crush." She squealed.
I stormed home.
Stretching, I yawned as I heard the birds chirping. Looking at Irene's bed I frowned. It was empty.
"Good morning sunshine," Taylor slammed the door open.
"Jesus!" I slammed my head against the wall.
"Well that's one way to start a Sunday." Taylor hummed. "So, wanna go shopping?" She smiled.
"No, maybe, I don't know." I rubbed the back of my head.
"Gee, do you have something to do today?" She pouted.
"Dunno," I tried to remember.
"Then we're going shopping," Taylor shouted. "Like it or not."
I groaned. Today was going to be a long day.
Being dragged around the mall, with a girl revealing too much skin, was nice. Note the sarcasm.
Taylor was wearing a bikini top and really short short shorts. While I was wearing a blue tank top and dark jeggings; I got them from our world, they're not quite popular here yet.
"Taylor please," I whined, "we've been here for hours. It's almost four and my feet hurt."
"Whine, whine, complain, complain." She mocked. "We're not leaving until you get something."
"But you bought like half the mall already." I pointed at the bags she was holding.
"Don't exaggerate, most of these were on sale." She huffed.
I rolled my eyes. "If I get something, can we leave?"
"Yeah, sure." She whipped her hair aside.
Walking into a hat store, Taylor wondered off where she saw Dash.
Sighing in relief, I decided to make a run for it. My green shoes were not going to last long with this miss treatment. Then I had to see a hat I liked, a blue striped sunhat with a white ribbon. And I had to go buy it.
"Hey, Jeanette!" Taylor sang from behind.
I could have been miles away, if I hadn't found the hat. I tore off the tags before, putting it on.
"Nice hat." She smiled. "Well I came over to tell you that, I'm going on a date with Dash."
A date, I was saved by a date. A date.
"Crap!" I almost forgot my date. "What time is it?"
Taylor turned to see the mall's clock. "Ten till five. Why?"
I ran before anything else. It was a 15 minute jog from here to the park. I was going to be late. Then god came, a bus headed towards the park was already loading. Making a dash for it, I made it.
Looking around the park, I found K waving at me. He was wearing worn out jeans and a white collared T-shirt.
"Hey." I smiled.
"Hi," K lifted up a picnic basket. "I brought us something to eat. If that's alright with you."
He brought food? He prepared food? Oh god Lilith was right, we were-. I mean, he was crushing on me. Badly.
"Yeah, that's fine." I nodded.
K settled a cloth for us to sit and handed me a paper plate. "Brought homemade potato salad, ham and bologna sandwiches, chips, and dessert."
"Dessert?" K nodded in confirmation. "You mind telling me what it is."
"You'll see soon enough." He blushed.
Whatever it is, he probably made it.
Eating in silence, I noticed the kids playing and the dogs yapping. It was a nice silence, the kind you have with a grandparent who watches the nature channel.
"So K," I started. "What got you into ghost hunting?"
K looked shocked.
"Er, sorry." I laughed nervously. "Is that something classified, or something?"
"No, no." He shook his head. "Just...not too many people ask that. Not everyone likes ghosts."
"I have friend who works with the Fenton's." I flicked an ant getting too close for comfort. "She's always with the Fenton's."
"Sounds like you miss her." K looked away guilty.
"So, about you and ghost hunting." I tried lightening the mood.
"Oh yeah," K smiled sheepishly. "It started when I was around 13 years old. I kept hearing these banging noises in my room. At first I thought it was my folks doing...well you know. The nasty."
We laughed.
"So later I noticed it was coming from the wrong direction. I decided to investigate. The noise was coming from a room filled with boxes. I open it and all I hear is this "Beware!" Then I start seeing boxes floating around. I woke up my parents with my scream and the ghost flew away."
I was laughing. "The box ghost got you into ghost hunting?"
"Hey, he's scarier than you think." K chuckled. "So how did you end up as Rusebag's slave?"
"Amity became a job hunting ground since the sudden ghost infestation. So me and a couple of friends decided to move here. Found a job application, then bam! Here I am; getting paper cuts, surviving on coffee, doing the mayor's job, and being driven like a pack mule." I ate the last piece of my sandwich.
"Guess it's time for dessert." K took out a blindfold.
"Blindfolded, on the first date?" I smirked. "K, you dog."
He blushed. "Just put it on."
Rolling my eyes, I but the cloth on. I could here K take something out of the basket.
"Open up." He said.
"Do I really want whatever it is in my mouth?" I joked.
"Just eat it." He scoffed.
Opening my mouth, I felt a fork full of goods go in. I let out a moan. "Oh my god, that was amazing." I took off the blindfold to see a blushing K holding a red velvet cake.
"G-glad you l-like it." He stuttered. He offered me another bite.
"Did you make this?"
He nodded to confirm. Reaching out a hand, he brushed off some crumbs.
Cake. Being feed cake. Having that cake made by the person feeding you.
Crap. I didn't have a crush. I didn't. I-
He kissed me.
I was falling...