He chuckled, “You’re not a twig Fraser.” He smirked as he watched Fraser turn bright, bright red at the blink of an eye, “Who said I’m not? You haven’t even been to a show of mine. Actually, no you’re right, I am better than any stripper you have ever seen!” He chuckled before seeing him pout, “Oh come on, I’m messing with you, you know I can’t hug or kiss you in the halls.” He whispered.
She shot up as the door opened and quickly stumbled out of the bed as far away from him as possible as his mother walked in. She forced a smile “Hi…” She squeaked before his mother finally closed the door and she run a hand through her hair, “Oh my god,” She muttered, “You’re mom thinks I slept with you, and now she is going to tell my mother and they Tim will find out and Carson will find out and they will kill you… no… OH and the whole school will know and I’ll be called easy and a slut and my whole life will be ruined and everyone will think I’m you’re play thing or something and then I’ll have to leave the town to get away from it and I can’t handle that at all and oh my god… I’m doomed. I shouldn’t have stayed here. Now if someone sees me… Oh god, if anyone finds out I’m dating you… if… if Jessica finds out… she’ll… she’ll kill me…” She looked over at the clock, “And I’m late to help Ms. Matheson, this was an awful idea. I can’t believe… you… ah, you did this so the rumor could start didn’t you? That’s why, so I could get in bed with you, you knew I wouldn’t actually sleep with you, so you pretended like it was that way.” She picked up her clothes, “Oh my god, and I’m even wearing your clothes, she really things I’m just one of your fuck buddies.” She cried out, “I am such a moron-- I mean, twice she caught us! I can’t believe this! She must think I’m some kind of slut now… Oh god, mom I am so sorry… I didn’t mean too…”
She looked up at him, “But why would you want to help me do everything… Team…” She gave a shaky smile back, “We did make quite a team huh…” she chuckled looking over to see a few benches, “Hey, come here.” She pulled him to sit down, “Wait for it…” She counted down before all the lights were turned off and fireflies started to fly up around the farmer market. A smile pulled on her lips as she looked at them. She gave a weak chuckle, not paying attention to all the people who stared at them weird or whispered and pointed at the weird clothes they wore, “Now if only I could have a perfect first kiss… to late huh… I’ve messed up twice already… guess god or whoever does want me to have a perfect kiss huh…” She whispered as she watched them fly around, “They’re beautiful aren’t they… So carefree…”
He glanced up at her, “Yeah it’s… no problem…” He muttered, “Yeah… no mad… okay yes… It’s – it’s fine…” He looked away as she kissed his cheek and squeezed his hands, knowing that he messed up and if he was right, she didn’t want to see him. “Good night Gwen.” He said, head down and arms crossed before he walked away to the circus.
“Miles, how was it?”
“She’s mad at me Lulu…”
“Alright? Wow, fast one you have offended.”
“I know…” He sighed, “Might as well do what I do best and disappear.” He pulled his shirt over his head and through it onto a chair.
“Well, on the bright side, you still have me… what did you do?”
“Said her brother’s friend is an awful cook, said her old sister is weird and an awful drawer and brought up her dying mother…”
“Oh~ you fucked up big time. You realize you can’t see her ever again right?”
“She said she wasn’t mad at me though…”
“Oh girls always say that, but that actually always means that they are mad. It’s like when they say their fine, but really they aren’t fine at all.”
“So what should I do?”
“Did you apologize?”
“And she’s still mad?”
“Well, move out of the country and change your name.” Lulu said, bitting into her apple.
“I’ll just avoid her I guess, seeing as she’ll already avoid me right?”
“It’s what most girls to anyway.”
“But I promised I’ll help her get into that ballet thing she wanted so bad…”
“That seems like a you problem.”
“HELP ME WOMAN!”
“Okay, okay! Let’s see, the magazine says…” She slipped through the pages, “She will break up with you in the next two to three days… so… just… avoid her…” She shrugged. “If you ask me, the princess probably thought she was better than you.”
“She… she isn’t like that…”
“And how do you know?”
“I…” He swallowed, “I don’t think she is…”
“It’s funny how many good actresses there are. Remember why you gave up on ballet, all of them looked down at you, every single one. In Paris when we went, remember that?”
He swallowed again and nodded, “Thanks Lulu…”
She smiled pulling him down on the couch with her, “Come on, let’s watch something yeah?”
He smiled back putting his arms around her shoulder and turning on the TV to a black and white movie, Lulu was the only girl that never judged him, used him, and liked the same weird things he did. She was tougher skin and he knew he couldn’t hurt her. He felt her put her head on his shoulder and he sighed putting his head on hers, kissing the top of her head.