Serena: GentlemanMature

"That was so awkward. She hates me."

"She doesn't hate you, she doesn't even know you."

"I'm pretty sure that what we just witnessed was hate."

"No. No one could ever hate you." He kissed my neck and I giggled.

"I'd better be going. Star Wars will have to be finished another time."

"If you say so."

"You make it sound like I have a choice."

"You could stay."

"No... no I'm not ready for that yet..."

"That's not what I meant." He smiled and kissed my nose.

"Well, I still have to go home... as much as I'd love to stay."

"Well let me walk you then."


Evan was such a gentleman. He leant me his jacket so I wouldn't be cold, and he held my hand all the way back to my place. As we walked we talked.

"So, you and your sister...."


"Has it always been just the two of you?"

"For a long while now."

"That's sad. I mean, it's good that you have the company, but wouldn't you be happier with a more conventional family? Then you wouldn't have to support her..."

"Well, I think it made me more of a man." He winked and I blushed in the moonlight. I sought too change the subject, looking up at the sky.

"Look at the stars, aren't they beautiful? And the moon..."

"I can think of something I'd rather look at."

"What...?" I asked looking down at him. "Oh, I see. Use that line on all the girls do you?"

"Every single one of them." He laughed.

"And that works?"

"Every time... except for with you I see."

"Well maybe you're not as hot as you think you are."

"Or maybe you mean more to me than they did, so I'm not putting on the bedroom eyes."

"I'd like to see those eyes."

"Would you?"

"Just to see if I could stand them."

His face became very serious and he pulled me to him, a little sharply.

"You couldn't."

"What makes you so sure?" I grinned, but he continued to be serious.

"No one ever has."

"Well, I'm not like other girls."

"No, you certainly are not." He grinned, and kissed my lips ever so softly.

The rest of the walk was filled with a comfortable silence, and I was sad to reach my door.

"Well, goodnight." I whispered.

"Goodnight." Our lips kissed one last time, and then I forced myself away and closed the door. Through the spy hole I watched as he leaned against the wall slightly, smiling, and then strode off down the corridor.

I sighed a happy sigh and went to bed.

The End

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