Fair. (n.h. au fanfiction)
four.
Songs for the chapter:
Say You Like Me ~ We The Kings
God Damn You’re Beautiful ~ Chester See
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{Graham}
After cooking and eating dinner I head to my room to start getting ready for Cody and I’s….meeting. I didn’t know if it was a date or not, so I just kept calling a meeting. Weird, I know. Anyway, I get into the shower, and wash my body and hair with vanilla scented, shampoo, conditioner, and body wash. I stepped out, wrapping a fluffy towel around my hair and body. I slipped into my white shorts and white bandeau. I did my makeup which just consisted of eyeliner, mascara, light eyeshadow, and bright pink lipstick. Afterwards, I pulled my shirt over my head, straightened my hair, and put on some socks.
“Kat! Cody’s here,” Ryan yelled. I slipped on my converse before sticking some money, my I.D., my credit, and my phone in my pocket. I exited my room to find Cody standing at the front door.
“You look nice,” he stated.
“Thanks, so do you,” I complimented.
“Ready?”
“Yeah let’s go.”
I turned and locked the door before getting into Cody’s car. We made small talk in the car on the way to the bowling alley. He pulled into a parking space before we walked into the building.
“Stay right here. I’ll go get your shoes. What size?”
“Seven and a half,” I responded, “Thanks!”
He smiled before walking away. He’s so nice, and I’ve never really met anyone like him. Boys didn’t really talk to me. I was “weird” and a “freak”.
“Here you go,” he said handing me my shoes.I took my shoes off and placed the old, dingy shoes provided by the bowling alley on my feet.
“Warning you now, it’s been at least ten years since I’ve bowled,” he said as he swung his arm back and set the ball rolling down the lane. Slowly, it started rolling, to the right, and eventually went into the gutter.
“Dammit!” he cried.
“Warning you now my dad was captain of the bowling team in highschool, and he taught me a few things,” I said before sending a wink in his direction, and rolling my ball down the lane.
“Yes!” I shrieked as my ball knocked over all the pins.
“Not fair!”
We went on like this, but he got better eventually. Soon, it was Cody’s turn again. If he got a strike then he would win. Just before he threw the ball down the lane I screamed causing the ball to immediately go into the gutter.
“What the hell?” He yelled turning around, fuming.
I didn’t realize it would make him so angry. “Woah, I’m sorry Cody I didn’t know it would make you that upset just calm down."
He suddenly double over in laughter, clutching his stomach. "You should've seen your face! It's not that big of a deal."
"Ha ha so funny," I said sarcastically, hitting in the arm.
"Let's go. Up for some ice cream?" He asked, wiping tears from his eyes.
"Hell yeah!"
We handed the miserable man our shoes and told corny jokes all the way to the car.
"I may not have the best jokes but I've got some mean pick up lines," he said causing giggles to come out my mouth.
"Oh really? Hit me!"
He looks away before turning around and showing me his 'sexy' face. "I seem to have lost my phone number. Can I have yours?" We both laugh loudly, then he begins to pull out of the parking lot.
"Okay I've got one," I said after thinking for a while. "Did you sit on a pile of a sugar? Because you've got a pretty sweet ass.
"I am very surprised Katerina! Already commenting on my ass. At least wait until after our date. I mean come on it's the first one!"
"Wait, this is a date?"
"Yeah. Unless you don't want it to be.
"No it's okay. I'm glad it's a date," I smiled.
We arrived at the ice cream shop and got out of the car. I felt his hand brush against mine, before he held it, threading our fingers together. The thought that someone actually liked me for me, even with all my baggage, brought a smile to my face.
Shit.
He doesn't know. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. How am I supposed to go eat ice cream with him if I might die from it?
"Hi, what can I get you?"
"Kat?" he asks turning to me.
"Um I don't want anything."
"What? Why?"
"I'm....not in the mood." It came out more like a question rather than a statement. Dammit I'm a terrible liar.
"We're good. Sorry for the inconvenience," Cody says.
"You don't want anything?" I questioned.
"No, I'm not gonna eat it right in front of you. That's really rude."
He's so sweet. I feel like I shouldn't lead him on just in case he won't like me anymore if I tell him.
"Listen, I have to tell you something."
"What's wrong?" he asks stopping our journey to the car and turning to me.
"I'm not normal. I've this stupid peanut allergy and it's pretty fatal. That's why I couldn't get ice cream and if you don't like me anymore that's cool," I finish slowly, bringing my gaze from the floor to see the expression on his face when he realizes that I'm some weirdo.
"That's stupid. Why wouldn't I like you anymore?" he asks, confused.
"I don't make friends easily because of it."
"We'll that doesn't bother me. It's late and I have to work tomorrow, so I'll drive you home," he smiled.
"Where do you work?" I asked.
"I'm a chef for this local band. Lazy asses can't get up and cook for themselves, so they hired me to do it. They like me 'cause I'm cheap, but hey I was desperate," he shrugs.
"That's cool."
"What about you?" he asks as we pull out of the parking lot.
"I work at that French restaurant down the street from the school."
"Do you realize how hard it is to get a job down there? How many times did you apply? I heard that every person there at to apply at least three times before they were even considered for the job. The highest is seven."
"Uh once."
"Once? You've got talent!" he exclaimed as we pulled up to my apartment complex. I stepped out of the and walked to the door with Cody trailing a few steps behind me.
"I had a really nice time tonight," I said.
"Yeah me too," he replied.
Cue awkward silence.
"Okay, we'll goodnight." I kissed his cheek quickly before opening the door, and immediantly shutting it and looking through the peephole to see his reaction. Gosh I'm such a seventh grader. He slowly brought his hand up to his cheek,smiling, before uttering a faint "goodnight", and walking away. I turned around and was met with Eden and Ryan standing there. After suffering a minor heart attack Eden and Ryan simultaneously said "spill".
Say You Like Me ~ We The Kings
God Damn You’re Beautiful ~ Chester See
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{Graham}
After cooking and eating dinner I head to my room to start getting ready for Cody and I’s….meeting. I didn’t know if it was a date or not, so I just kept calling a meeting. Weird, I know. Anyway, I get into the shower, and wash my body and hair with vanilla scented, shampoo, conditioner, and body wash. I stepped out, wrapping a fluffy towel around my hair and body. I slipped into my white shorts and white bandeau. I did my makeup which just consisted of eyeliner, mascara, light eyeshadow, and bright pink lipstick. Afterwards, I pulled my shirt over my head, straightened my hair, and put on some socks.
“Kat! Cody’s here,” Ryan yelled. I slipped on my converse before sticking some money, my I.D., my credit, and my phone in my pocket. I exited my room to find Cody standing at the front door.
“You look nice,” he stated.
“Thanks, so do you,” I complimented.
“Ready?”
“Yeah let’s go.”
I turned and locked the door before getting into Cody’s car. We made small talk in the car on the way to the bowling alley. He pulled into a parking space before we walked into the building.
“Stay right here. I’ll go get your shoes. What size?”
“Seven and a half,” I responded, “Thanks!”
He smiled before walking away. He’s so nice, and I’ve never really met anyone like him. Boys didn’t really talk to me. I was “weird” and a “freak”.
“Here you go,” he said handing me my shoes.I took my shoes off and placed the old, dingy shoes provided by the bowling alley on my feet.
“Warning you now, it’s been at least ten years since I’ve bowled,” he said as he swung his arm back and set the ball rolling down the lane. Slowly, it started rolling, to the right, and eventually went into the gutter.
“Dammit!” he cried.
“Warning you now my dad was captain of the bowling team in highschool, and he taught me a few things,” I said before sending a wink in his direction, and rolling my ball down the lane.
“Yes!” I shrieked as my ball knocked over all the pins.
“Not fair!”
We went on like this, but he got better eventually. Soon, it was Cody’s turn again. If he got a strike then he would win. Just before he threw the ball down the lane I screamed causing the ball to immediately go into the gutter.
“What the hell?” He yelled turning around, fuming.
I didn’t realize it would make him so angry. “Woah, I’m sorry Cody I didn’t know it would make you that upset just calm down."
He suddenly double over in laughter, clutching his stomach. "You should've seen your face! It's not that big of a deal."
"Ha ha so funny," I said sarcastically, hitting in the arm.
"Let's go. Up for some ice cream?" He asked, wiping tears from his eyes.
"Hell yeah!"
We handed the miserable man our shoes and told corny jokes all the way to the car.
"I may not have the best jokes but I've got some mean pick up lines," he said causing giggles to come out my mouth.
"Oh really? Hit me!"
He looks away before turning around and showing me his 'sexy' face. "I seem to have lost my phone number. Can I have yours?" We both laugh loudly, then he begins to pull out of the parking lot.
"Okay I've got one," I said after thinking for a while. "Did you sit on a pile of a sugar? Because you've got a pretty sweet ass.
"I am very surprised Katerina! Already commenting on my ass. At least wait until after our date. I mean come on it's the first one!"
"Wait, this is a date?"
"Yeah. Unless you don't want it to be.
"No it's okay. I'm glad it's a date," I smiled.
We arrived at the ice cream shop and got out of the car. I felt his hand brush against mine, before he held it, threading our fingers together. The thought that someone actually liked me for me, even with all my baggage, brought a smile to my face.
Shit.
He doesn't know. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. How am I supposed to go eat ice cream with him if I might die from it?
"Hi, what can I get you?"
"Kat?" he asks turning to me.
"Um I don't want anything."
"What? Why?"
"I'm....not in the mood." It came out more like a question rather than a statement. Dammit I'm a terrible liar.
"We're good. Sorry for the inconvenience," Cody says.
"You don't want anything?" I questioned.
"No, I'm not gonna eat it right in front of you. That's really rude."
He's so sweet. I feel like I shouldn't lead him on just in case he won't like me anymore if I tell him.
"Listen, I have to tell you something."
"What's wrong?" he asks stopping our journey to the car and turning to me.
"I'm not normal. I've this stupid peanut allergy and it's pretty fatal. That's why I couldn't get ice cream and if you don't like me anymore that's cool," I finish slowly, bringing my gaze from the floor to see the expression on his face when he realizes that I'm some weirdo.
"That's stupid. Why wouldn't I like you anymore?" he asks, confused.
"I don't make friends easily because of it."
"We'll that doesn't bother me. It's late and I have to work tomorrow, so I'll drive you home," he smiled.
"Where do you work?" I asked.
"I'm a chef for this local band. Lazy asses can't get up and cook for themselves, so they hired me to do it. They like me 'cause I'm cheap, but hey I was desperate," he shrugs.
"That's cool."
"What about you?" he asks as we pull out of the parking lot.
"I work at that French restaurant down the street from the school."
"Do you realize how hard it is to get a job down there? How many times did you apply? I heard that every person there at to apply at least three times before they were even considered for the job. The highest is seven."
"Uh once."
"Once? You've got talent!" he exclaimed as we pulled up to my apartment complex. I stepped out of the and walked to the door with Cody trailing a few steps behind me.
"I had a really nice time tonight," I said.
"Yeah me too," he replied.
Cue awkward silence.
"Okay, we'll goodnight." I kissed his cheek quickly before opening the door, and immediantly shutting it and looking through the peephole to see his reaction. Gosh I'm such a seventh grader. He slowly brought his hand up to his cheek,smiling, before uttering a faint "goodnight", and walking away. I turned around and was met with Eden and Ryan standing there. After suffering a minor heart attack Eden and Ryan simultaneously said "spill".
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