Chapter 2 : Lunch Date
Chase's POV:
I had set aside the immobilization serum a few hours ago, to work on finishing the immobilization gun. I believe after a few more adjustments, it should be complete. I decided to design the gun to match the aesthetic of our mission suits, blue and black. I check the time on my phone, 11:00 am. I suppose I should take a small break, I don't want to strain my neck or back. I set aside the immobilization gun, and organize my work station for a moment. I hope Kaz won't come down here, and bother my work station. I know Oliver wouldn't do that to me, and I don't really believe Skylar's that noisy. I walk towards the hyperlift, and retrieve my phone from my pocket. 11:10 am, I think I'll go watch television for approximately 20 minutes. Then I'll return to my work, stop at 12:20 pm, and eat lunch at 12:30 pm. After lunch, I'll take a short break on the balcony, and return to my work once again at 1:00 pm. Stop my work for the day at 7:00 pm, and lounge in the living room until 8:00 pm. Then I'll begin my bedtime routine, and be in my capsule by 8:40 pm. I'll think about the day's events until I fall asleep at precisely 9:00 pm. I have a very precise schedule that I like to stick by, that I decided to implement into my life after what happened with the attack... I enter the hyperlift, then exit it a moment later. I walk into the living room, and survey my surroundings. The rest of the team are on the balcony, spending time together. They're laughing and appear to be having a good time. I know I've been focusing on my work lately, but they could have at least invited me to hang out. I would have turned them down anyway to stick to my schedule, but it's the thought that counts. They didn't even think to include me, I'm slightly offended. Okay, perhaps a tad more than slightly. It's their loss then! I walk over to the couch, and proceed to sit exactly in the middle. Well, at least I have the couch to myself. I grab the remote, and switch the television on.
Bree's POV:
After leaving HQ, I went to the girls' bathroom to take a shower and change. I love having a nice hot shower after training. It really loosens my muscles up. I tried my hardest not to think about Chase while showering. The last thing I need right now to feel even more confused than I already am. This is all Chase's fault, if he hadn't have taken my yogurt in the 1st place, this all never would've happened. I sigh, and quickly finish my shower. I dry off, and change into my clothes for the day. I change into; a black bra, a black long sleeved crop top, ripped jeans, black panties, and black combat boots. I leave my hair down long, and decide to paint my nails black. Afterwards I check my phone, 10:00 am. I wonder if everyone else is up by now. I mean, Skylar should probably be up by now, but sometimes the boys don't get up until 1:00 pm. I do my makeup, then I unlock and open the bathroom door. I see Skylar standing in front of the door, patiently waiting. "Hey Bree! Good morning, what time did you get up?", Skylar asks as she smiles at me. My face instantly lights up upon seeing my sister. I hope she hasn't been waiting for too long. I try not to hog the bathroom for the most part, but sometimes I can't help it. "Hi Skylar, I hope you haven't been standing out here for too long. I woke up really early for some reason, and I couldn't go back to sleep. So I decided to squeeze in some early morning training.", I reply. I decide not to mention how loudly she was snoring, or what happened with Chase. It's better for everyone to pretend it never happened. I step aside to let Skylar in the bathroom. I notice she's in her pjs still, and she brought her clothes with her. It looks like she was planning to shower. I hope there's still some hot water left. "Nah, I just got here. I would've knocked if I hadn't heard you unlocking the door. Let's hang out after I shower?", Skylar asks. I smile and nod. "I'd love to.", I quickly reply. Skylar smiles and shuts the door.
I go downstairs to see fire and ice having a ketchup and mustard fight in the living room. "GUYS!", I shout. They stop what they're doing, and look at me. "Oh, hey Bree! Wanna join? Ranch and Mayonnaise are still available.", Kaz says. I roll my eyes. "Thanks for the offer, but I think I'll pass. You both couldn't have done this on the balcony?", I ask. "There's less room on the balcony.", Oliver responds. "Have you LOOKED at the living room? There's ketchup and mustard everywhere!", I say as I cross my arms. Oliver and Kaz glance at each other, then back at me. I sigh. "You both better clean this mess up after you're done, and please, for God sakes, don't track anything upstairs. Or anywhere else for that matter.", I say. "Yes ma'am!", Oliver says as he salutes me. I can't help but smile and laugh at that. "Now, how am I supposed to get to the balcony without stepping on, all of this?", I ask while gesturing to the mess. "Yeah, good luck with that.", Kaz says as he chuckles. So not funny, dude. I'm not ruining my super cute combat boots, just because you 2 want to be childish. Oliver elbows Kaz, and uses his water powers to clear a path for me to the balcony. At least someone's being a gentleman. "Thank you, Oliver.", I say while giving him a warm smile. Oliver blushes the tiniest bit, and says, "You're welcome. We'll make sure not to get any sauce on the balcony while you're there." I walk down the path Oliver made for me while smiling. I open the sliding doors, and boy am I glad that Oliver cleaned those off for me as well. I make sure to close the door, and I walk over to a chair at the table. Then sit down and pull out my phone. I start going through Instagram, until I hear the balcony doors slide open.
I look up and see Skylar standing there. I smile, and put down my phone as Skylar joins me. "Please tell me you didn't track any ketchup or mustard out here.", I say. Skylar laughs. "No, Oliver cleared a path for me.", she responds. "Yeah, he did that for me too. What a gentleman!", I joke while putting my hand over my heart. Jokes aside, that was really nice of Oliver. Of course he would clear a path for SKYLAR, she's his girlfriend. Plus he's obsessed with her. He didn't have to clear a path for me, Skylar's actually really lucky to have a winner like Oliver. "I know! We're going out to lunch today.", Skylar boasts. Oh, it looks like it'll only be Chase, Kaz, and me for lunch then. "Oooo, a lunch date. Where is he taking you?", I gush. I'm really happy for Skylar, but it does hurt a little bit. I don't think I've ever been on a lunch date before. "I don't know, he says it's a surprise. I wonder what a should wear.", Skylar replies. "Do you need any fashion tips?", I ask. I only ask to be polite. I'm really hoping she says no. I don't know how much boyfriend talk I could handle. "Thanks for the offer Bree, but we don't exactly have the same taste in clothes.", Skylar says. Was that a nice way of telling me I'm a sucky dresser? Because I have a great taste in fashion! All my clothes look amazing, and if I recall correctly, you've borrowed some of my clothes before. "Okay, well I really hope you 2 have fun. Just not too much fun.", I say then wink. Skylar bushes deeply, before light heartedly slapping my arm. "We're not to that point in our relationship yet. We've barely even kissed.", Skylar replies. OH GOD. I REALLY DON'T WANT TO THINK ABOUT her and Oliver swapping spit. Thankfully, fire and ice join us. THANK YOU GOD!
"So, what were you girls talking about?", Kaz asks as they both sit down. Noisy much? Oliver obviously sits next to Skylar, and Kaz sits between Oliver and me. "We were wondering if you both cleaned the living room like I asked you to.", I say. "Don't worry about it, we took care of it.", Kaz responds. "And by WE, he means ME.", Oliver adds. "Hey in my defense, I have fire powers, what exactly could I do to clean?", Kaz retorts. I smile at their conversation. Even though they can be a pain in the butt sometimes, they're really amusing. Skylar looks at Oliver. "My poor baby, you had to clean all that by yourself?", Skylar asks. I roll my eyes. He has water powers, Skylar acts like he had to clean everything with a fucking tooth brush. "Yeah, well, it was no big deal, really.", Oliver proudly claims while puffing his chest out. Oh boy, here we go. I even see Kaz roll his eyes. I look through the glass doors and see, that in fact, everything is clean, and surprisingly dry. I also see Chase sitting on the couch, flipping through tv channels. Is it 11:10 am already? "It looks like Chase finally decided to take a break.", I point out. Everyone turns around, to see what I'm seeing. "It's 11:10 am already? Well, Skylar and I better get going. We have a lunch date.", Oliver points out. "So I've heard.", Kaz and I say at the same time. Kaz and I both laugh at this. "You 2 crazy kids better get out of here then.", Kaz says. Oliver and Skylar both stand up, and Skylar has the biggest smile on her face. I wonder what that's like, to have a boyfriend that can make you THAT happy. "Bye guys! I'll see you after lunch!", Skylar says. "Kaz, hot dog eating contest later?", Oliver asks. "OF COURSE! DO YOU EVEN HAVE TO ASK?", Kaz practically shouts. The happy couple wave goodbye to us, then Oliver opens the sliding door for her. Ew, if they get any more couplie, I might puke.
Chase's POV:
I hear the balcony door open. I ignore it, and focus on the television in front of me. Skylar and Oliver walk to the couch, and I look over at them to see what they want. They're holding hands, and smiling. I can't help but be envious of the happy couple. I wonder what it would be like, to have a girl genuinely like you for you. Not just because you're bionic, famous, or a pawn in their evil agenda. It must be nice. "Hey Chase. It's nice to see you out of HQ. Oliver and I are going on a lunch date, so it'll just be Bree, Kaz, and you at lunchtime.", Skylar says. That must be why they're so happy, well, happier than usual. "Okay, I hope you both have an amazing time.", I reply as I smile at them. "Bye dude!", Oliver quickly says over his shoulder as he drags Skylar out of the apartment. I sigh deeply. As I look for a television program I'll actually enjoy, my mind drifts to earlier today. More specifically, when Bree was straddling me. I quickly shake my head, clearing my mind of these thoughts. Even if I were to ignore the fact that Bree's my sister, it's not like she's interested in me anyway. Besides I'M not even that interested in HER. We're not even compatible. I need someone who has the same interests as me, and that can hold a truly intellectual conversation. Not someone who teases and pokes fun at me. Although I know Bree only does that since she's my sister. I know she doesn't mean anything truly mean by it. The balcony doors open once again. I roll my eyes, just when I thought I'd have some peace and quiet. Bree and Kaz walk into the living room. Bree walks over to the couch, and literally throws herself on it. Making the entire couch bounce. While Kaz walks up the stairs.
Bree's POV:
Kaz and I felt a little weird sitting outside all by ourselves. We don't usually hang out alone together that often. He decided that his ketchup and mustard fight with Oliver made him tired, and he was going to go take a nap. He made me pinky promise him that I'd wake him up in time for lunch. So I decided to watch tv with Chase. I really hope it won't be awkward. I mean, it wasn't awkward when we were sparring, but what if it's awkward now for some reason. Okay, I'm being ridiculous. We're just sitting here, watching tv. What could go wrong? "Where'd Kaz go?", Chase asks. "We went upstairs to take a nap. Apparently, his ketchup and mustard fight with Oliver took a lot out of him.", I reply. Why was he asking about Kaz? Was he asking just to make conversation? Or was he hoping Kaz would come back, so it wouldn't be the just the 2 of us? Does he not want to be alone with me? "Ketchup and mustard fight, do I even want to know?", Chase asks. I laugh at his question. "Trust me, you don't.", I reply. Chase smiles at this. For some reason he can't decide on a channel. He's been channel flipping for what feels like forever. I sigh deeply. "What's the matter?", Chase questions. What's the matter? 'Click, click, click, click, oh and uh, CLICK!' That's what's the matter. This clicking noise is getting annoying really fast. "Can you please just settle on a channel already?", I ask. Chase rolls his eyes. "I WOULD if there was anything good on.", he replies. If there's not anything good on, then turn off the tv, simple. After 20 more 'clicks', I snatch the remote from Chase. "Hey! I would've found a television program to watch, eventually.", stated Chase.
Chase's POV:
Actually, I know I wouldn't have. There's nothing worth watching. I just didn't know what to do with myself. I feel really awkward, just sitting here. This is ridiculous! There's no reason for me to feel awkward. It's just Bree, your sister, the person who you possibly might have feelings for. No big deal, right? "No, you wouldn't have. I'm going to pick what we watch. Even if you did finally decide on something, it probably would've been a boring documentary about grass or something.", Bree says with a playful tone of voice. I look at her, and she smirks at me. She's trying to make it clear that she's just joking, I realize. She most likely doesn't want to cause another argument, especially after what happened earlier. "Hey! First off, I wouldn't have picked something boring. Second, documentaries are NOT boring! They are educational and very informative!", I retort while smiling at her. My pulse starts to increase again. "Like I said, boring.", Bree says. She glances back at me, and starts giggling. Why is she GIGGLING? There's a clear difference between LAUGHING and GIGGLING. Do I have something on my face? Am I that amusing? "Why did you look at me, and start giggling?", I question. This is starting to get a little weird. She never giggles, unless she's talking to a 'cute' boy she likes. Maybe she... NOPE. DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT GETTING YOUR HOPES UP, CHASE! She doesn't think you're cute, and she most certainly doesn't like you in that way. Bree immediately turns back to the television. "No reason.", Bree replies. Yeah, this is definitely starting to get weird. I uncomfortably shift my body a little bit. I check the time on my phone, 11:20 pm. I have 10 minutes of television time left, and I haven't even started watching anything. So much for a relaxing break.
Bree's POV:
WHAT THE FUCK DID I HAVE TO START GIGGLING?! I mentally face palm. He just looked so cute, sitting there smiling. Really, Bree? All he was doing was smiling! I just really want to run my hands through his hair... SNAP OUT OF IT! CHASE IS YOUR BROTHER! THAT'S WRONG FOR A LOT OF DIFFERENT REASONS! Even if Chase wasn't my brother, it would never work out. We barely have anything in common. Our ideas of fun, and perfect dates, are extremely different. I feel like he'd want a girl who could at least sort of match his IQ. While I just want a cute guy who won't bore me to death about things I don't care about. I flip through the channels until I come across a movie called, Flowers In The Attic. Sounds interesting enough. It's either watch this, or risk having Chase start questioning me again. "Flowers In The Attic? This better not be a chick flick.", Chase says. Okay, I DO NOT appreciate the stereotype that GIRLS mainly watch CHICK FLICKS. I find that extremely offensive and sexist! "It's not a romantic comedy anyway, and the term 'chick flick' is very offensive.", I say. Chase slides over to his right a little bit, so now he's even closer to me. I feel him put his right hand on my left shoulder. I feel my body stiffen a little bit. I didn't expect him to do that. I wasn't mentally prepared for that! I look over at Chase to find him staring at me. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you.", Chase softly says. I feel my heart flutter, and my brain turn to mush. "I-it's f-fine.", I barely manage to reply. My heart is literally pounding against my chest. When did my heart turn into a butterfly? Oh yeah, the second Chase decided to be sweet and caring.
Chase's POV:
Huh, she stuttered. She doesn't usually stutter. She's usually pretty confident about what she's saying, especially if she's saying it to me. My hand lingers on her shoulder for a moment more. As soon as I remove my hand from her shoulder, I can see her visibly relax. Did me putting my hand on her shoulder make her uncomfortable? No, it couldn't have. We hugged multiple times after the erection incident. Perhaps my heartfelt and sincere apology caught her off guard? Yeah, that has to be it. I don't move back to my original spot on the couch though. I like being this close to her. Approximately 10 minutes later into the movie, I'm getting some weird vibes from it. I shrug it off though. I check my phone, 11:30 am. I stand up, so Bree turns her head to look at me. "It's 11:30 am, my break's over. It's time for me to return to my work.", I say. Bree rolls her eyes, and stands up as well. "Oh come on Chase, you've been working. All day, everyday, even since what happened. You're just about done anyway.", Bree responds. She wants me to stay, why? I thought she enjoyed having time to herself. "I'm sorry, Bree. I have to stick to my schedule, I don't have time to sit around and do nothing.", I state. Bree looks saddened by this. "Please.", She begs while pouting. I sigh. "We wouldn't even be able to watch the entire movie. How about, we watch it tonight?", I ask. Bree looks like she's considering it. Why is it so important that we watch a movie this very moment? You know, she has been acting weird ever since THE INCIDENT. "Skylar and Oliver will be home by then.", Bree says. I quirk my brow at her. I'm extremely confused. So what if they're home? Why does she only want to watch a movie with me when we're basically the only ones home?
Bree's POV:
I just really wanted to spend some more one on one time with Chase. Besides, Chase needs a break from all that inventing he's been doing lately. "Then they can watch it with us. What's wrong with that?", Chase asks. I'm almost starting to regret begging him to stay. Wow, here I am, begging my little brother to stay and watch a movie with me. What happened? Oh right, this morning happened. How could I even forget for a moment? Well I can't tell him the real reason why. "You've seen how couplie Skylar and Oliver have been getting. I love them both, but I'll puke if they decide to start getting all cuddly and handsy during the movie.", I say. Hey, I didn't lie though. They've been stepping up their PDA game lately. It can get pretty annoying, and I can get pretty jealous. I want to enjoy my time with Chase, not pray for it to be over. Wow, that's new. It's usually the opposite. This morning really fucked me up. I wonder when things will finally return to normal, and I'll stop feeling weird whenever he's around. "Yeah, I completely agree. We can barely do anything with them at this point.", Chase says. "So?", I immediately ask. "How about we watch the movie without them? We could stream it from my tablet, and watch it in whatever room they're not in.", Chase asks. I widely grin at him. I didn't even think about that! It'll be like a movie date! Wait no, that's not a good thing! I really need to stop thinking like this. We're just going to watch a movie. IT'S NOT A DATE! "That sounds perfect!", I exclaim. GOD, I hope I didn't sound too eager. Acting like everything's normal is hard. Chase warmly smiles at me. "Great, I'll see you later for lunch. Then later tonight for that movie.", Chase says. He starts to walk towards the hyperlift. I quickly use my super speed to turn off the tv, and to super speed in from of him.
Chase's POV:
I'm walking to the hyperlift, when all of a sudden, Bree super speeds in front of me. It startles me for a moment, but I quickly compose myself. "WAIT!", Bree shouts. What does she want now? We already agreed on watching that movie tonight. Why is she so hellbent on spending time with me all of a sudden? "Yes?", I question. "Can I come with you?", Bree asks. She's acting like she can't be left in a room by herself. She just keeps getting weirder and weirder. "Well yeah, it's not a restricted area. Everyone on the team is free to go in there whenever they want.", I reply. That's just common knowledge. She knows she doesn't need permission. Maybe she doesn't want to disturb me? When has Bree ever been that considerate though? Don't get me wrong, she can be extremely considerate when she wants to be. Just not usually when it comes to me working on things. "Yeah, I know THAT. I just wanted to know if I could, help you?", Bree asks. Okay, saying I'm shocked, would be an understatement. BREE wants to HELP ME, with one of MY INVENTIONS? Have I entered a parallel universe? "YOU want to help ME?", I ask. Bree bites her lower lip before nodding. She looks so adorable when she does that. Okay, at this point, I'd be in denial if I said she WASN'T going out of her way to spend time with me. There's no way she's actually interested in helping craft my immobilization gun. "Sure, why not?", I say. Bree's face instantly lights up. I've made the right decision. We both walk into the hyperlift together, which takes us directly to HQ.
*Time Skip: 12:30 pm*
Bree was actually a pretty good assistant. I had her hold and hand me various items I needed at that moment. I felt a little self conscious though, considering the fact that she was staring at me the entire time.
Bree's POV:
After a while of helping Chase, I check my phone. It's 12:30 pm, looks like it's time for lunch. I better go wake Kaz up, a promise is a promise. "It's time for lunch, I have to go wake up a sleeping Kaz.", I say. Chase puts down whatever he was holding. "Good luck with that.", Chase laughs. I just really love being near him all of a sudden for some reason. I really need to put some distance between him and me. At the same time, I REALLY DON'T WANT TO. "Walk with me? You have to stop for lunch anyway.", I ask. Oh my God, how much more desperate can I possibly get. I really hope he doesn't figure out why I'm being so clingy. "I suppose, I do have to stop anyway.", Chase replies. I grab Chase's hand, and drag him to the hyperlift. At this point, I'm just looking for an excuse to hold Chase's hand. I mean, it fits so perfectly in mine. I know that this is pretty odd, and it probably seems really fucking weird, but what can I do? Chase seems pretty stunned, but he doesn't say anything. He just follows me. We enter the hyperlift, but I don't let his hand go. I'll let it go in a second. Just, not yet. We return to the living room, and I pull him to the couch. I'm really just stalling at this point. "Okay, sit. I'll be back soon, hopefully with Kaz.", I say. I reluctantly let his hand go. Chase sits down, while I turn around to go."Are you sure you can make it there by yourself?", Chase asks me. I stop dead in my tracks. My face turns bright red. Thank God he waited for me to turn around before he asked me that. I guess he noticed how clingy I was being. WHO WOULDN'T NOTICE THOUGH. I WAS ACTING LIKE A LOST PUPPY! "Yes, Chase. I'm perfectly capable of walking up the stairs.", I reply.
Chase's POV:
I really wish she was facing me, so I could gauge her reaction to my comment. I know I'm not imagining things. Bree's being EXTREMELY CLINGY. SHE HELD MY HAND THE ENTIRE WAY HERE. I'm not really complaining, I'm just questioning her reasoning behind it. I actually really enjoyed holding her hand, and I'm glad she waited until the last possible moment to let my hand go. Bree super speeds up the stairs. Then super speeds back down a few minutes later, and walks into the kitchen. "Kaz will be down in a minute, he said he had to wash his hands 1st.", Bree says. I stand up, and walk over to the kitchen to stand next to Bree. "Since when does Kaz ever wash his hands before eating?", I question. Bree giggles, then turns on the faucet. There she goes, giggling again. Usually she'd laugh at my comment, not giggle. Bree's starting to freak me out. At this point, I have to question whether or not Bree's actually Reese in disguise. "Bree?", I ask. "Hmm?", she replies as she starts washing her hands. "What was the name of the boy you liked in high school?", I question. "Ethan, is he the one you're talking about? I liked a lot of boys in high school. ", Bree replies. Okay, good. She's the real Bree, Reese would've never known the answer to that. "I'm just making sure you're really Bree.", I say. Bree rolls her eyes, and moves over so I can wash my hands as well. "Don't be so paranoid, Chase.", Bree light heartedly says. Honestly, after everything that's happened, how can I not be paranoid? After Bree and I dry our hands, she points over to the table we usually eat at. "Now go sit down, you'll only get in my way.", Bree says. That's rich coming from the girl who asked to help me with my immobilization gun. I follow her orders, and sit down anyway.
Bree's POV:
I know why I'm acting weird, but what's Chase's excuse? I mean, I guess I can see where he's coming from. Rodissiius and his brats will probably come back to kill us eventually. It never hurts to be a little bit cautious. I HAVE been acting really weird, and not really like myself. I use my super speed to quickly make the 3 of us sandwiches. As soon as I finish making the sandwiches, Kaz comes bounding down the stairs. Sometimes Kaz reminds me of an energetic dog. "So, what's for lunch?", Kaz asks as he sits down across from Chase. "Sandwiches.", I reply. I bring the sandwiches over to the table, and set them down. "We're having sandwiches, AGAIN?", Kaz asks. I super speed to the fridge to grab 3 sodas, and walk back to the table. I set the sodas down, and sit down next to Chase. I shoot Kaz a glare. "YES, WE ARE, and I don't want to hear any complaints. I don't see you in the kitchen cooking anything.", I reply. He's lucky I even made him a sandwich. I could've told him to make his own, but decided to be nice today. Kaz snorts, then bites into his sandwich. "It's not like you cooked anything either. You just slapped some meat, cheese, and bread together.", Kaz retorts while his mouth is still full. You better enjoy that fucking sandwich, Kaz. Since it'll be the last one you get from me. Suddenly, the apartment door slams open. The 3 of us jump up, and Kaz turns towards the door. Oliver comes stomping through the doorway, and slams the door closed. JESUS CHRIST, WHAT HAPPENED TO HIM? The door slams back open. "DID YOU JUST SLAM THE DOOR ON ME!?", Skylar yells. DAMN, WHAT HAPPENED TO HER? Skylar slams the door closed again. They're lucky the door didn't fall off it's hinges. It looks like we're getting a show with our lunch.
Chase's POV:
WHAT HAPPENED TO THOSE 2? I wonder what's causing the usually happy couple to argue. Is it bad that I'm finding their arguing, surprisingly refreshing? "YOU CAN'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO! I'LL DO WHATEVER I WANT!", Oliver shout backs. Ooooo, he definitely shouldn't have said that. I've never heard Oliver address Skylar in such a way before. Kaz slowly creeps over to the bickering due. "Whatever happened, I'm sure you can both resolve it by sitting down and calmly talking to each other.", Kaz says. I wonder if I should go over there, and help him calm those 2 down. I look to my left, and Bree looks extremely amused. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you're enjoying this.", I whisper in her ear. Bree tries to contain a giggle. "It's not everyday we have trouble in paradise. It's an interesting change from their usual lovey dovey selves.", Bree whispers back. Well, at least I'm not alone on the subject. "FUCK THAT! WE'RE WAY PAST THAT NOW!", Oliver shouts. Kaz, Bree, and I's mouths drop open. Oliver just said, 'fuck'. No, not said, more liked YELLED. I never expected to hear such foul language from him. "Well what happened?", Kaz asks. At this point should he even try to get further involved? "WHAT HAPPENED IS NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS, KAZ! THIS IS BETWEEN ME AND OLIVER!", Skylar screams. This is really taking a toll on my ear drums. "Doing you think this is going a little too far?", I whisper. "DON'T YOU DARE YELL AT MY BEST FRIEND! HE'S JUST TRYING TO BE HELPFUL! AT LEAST HE'S ACTUALLY TRYING TO DO SOMETHING, UNLIKE YOU!", Oliver snaps back. "Yeah, maybe a little.", Bree whispers back. I smile a little. I'm starting to feel bad for them. I feel especially bad for Kaz at the moment.
Bree's POV:
I swear to God, all this yelling better not be over something stupid. It was amusing at 1st, but that got old pretty fast. I don't like seeing my friends this upset. "IT WASN'T MY FAULT! YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE THE MAN THE RELATIONSHIP, YOU COULD'VE SAID SOMETHING IF IT BOTHERED YOU!", Skylar yells. WHAT EVEN HAPPENED? At least clue in the people who weren't there. "What do you think even happened?", I whisper to Chase. It has to be something really bad, right? There's no way they'd be this mad over something trivial. "WHY COULDN'T YOU TELL THE GUY OFF? YOU'RE A BIG GIRL, YOU CAN SPEAK FOR YOURSELF!", Oliver screams back. "Something to do with a guy. I bet a guy was hitting on Skylar.", Chase whispers. "Why wouldn't she tell the guy that was hitting on her, that she's dating Oliver?", I whisper back. "I DIDN'T THINK I NEEDED TO! I WASN'T EVEN INTERESTED IN HIM! THE ONLY PERSON I WAS INTERESTED IN WAS YOU, BUT NOW I DON'T KNOW ANYMORE.", Skylar says. What? She doesn't mean that. They're both upset, and they're saying things in the heat of the moment. I can't let her mess things up for herself. "We need to stop them, before they say something they're going to regret.", Chase whispers. I nod. I super speed over to Skylar. "WHAT'S THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?", Oliver asks. "Skylar, wait. You're both upset, and you're both saying things you don't mean right now. Don't say something you're going to regret.", I say. "Bree's right, buddy. Let's just take a step back, and cool off.", Kaz says to Oliver. "NO BREE, I REALLY MEAN WHAT I'M ABOUT TO SAY RIGHT NOW. I DON'T LIKE THE WAY YOU'RE ACTING RIGHT NOW, OLIVER, AND I DON'T KNOW WHO YOU ARE AT THE MOMENT. I, think we need some time apart.", Skylar says. I sigh. Chase makes his way over to Oliver, and puts his hand on his shoulder. Oliver shrugs him off. "Fine by me.", Oliver states. Oliver stomps to the balcony, and Kaz and Chase run after him. Skylar groans, and stomps upstairs. "Skylar, wait!", I say as I jog after her.