***SET
UP: Present time. Present ages. Our story starts when I’m being picked up for a
first date that I don’t remember agreeing to. Oh! And I’m sleeping over.
Pete, my date, and I are joining Kiara and her date at the movies.***
Pete
knocks on my door, I answer it, he grabs my over-night bag, and walks back to
his van... which is being driven by his mom. We go to the arcade/movie
theater/bowling alley/events complex. That’s where we meet up with Kiara and
her date (I didn't catch his name) and make our way through the events complex
to get to our movie theater. But it’s not your typical theater setting. There
aren’t any enclosed rooms for one movie. There are about three 3-walled open
areas all next to each other all showing the same move so that the dialogs
don’t overlap. Each movie that was being shown had its own “section” throughout
the complex. The five of us make our way to our movie section to see the latest
Disney/Pixar movie and get settled in; Pete’s mom staying near the back to give
us “couples” some privacy and the rest of us going towards the left-most wall
to claim some bean bag type beds. They were giant bean bags but at the “top” of
the bag there was a raised part that was extra stuffed to serve as a pillow. So
we get settled in and the movie starts. We are sitting (from left to right one
next to each other on the same bean bag bed) Pete, Kiara’s date, Kiara, and me,
because Kiara and I were talking about something as we were settling in and
didn’t pay attention to who was sitting where. So, the movie starts and after a
while, I get up to go find the bathroom. Someone else in our section also gets
up to leave. I get out of the area first and started to wander. I ran into my
10-year-old sister Rhea, who was there on a date as well. We start arguing
about how she’s not old enough to date yet and that mom was going to be furious
when she finds out and dad was going to be even madder... Rhea kept pointing
out that I was on a date with someone I didn’t even like and that it wasn’t
fair to Pete to lead him on like that... The arguing went on for a long time.
Anyway, I finally had enough of the arguing and turned to go back to my movie.
The guy who had left the movie area with me was standing there fuming and
glaring at me. I had never seen this guy before. I didn’t know what his problem
was. He pulled out a knife of sorts (it was more like a comb of very fine
needles, but all the needles were right next to each other so it looks like a
ragged blade) and started running at me. Pete was there to block the attack
before I even understood what was happening. Pete’s block sent the knife flying
but it didn’t stop my assailant. He kept charging towards me and ended up
tackling me onto the floor. As he as pinned me down, sitting on top of me, and
raised his arm ready to strike me, Pete tackled him from behind and took care
of everything. I didn’t see how Pete took care of him because people had
crowded around me as a wall of protection. I stood up after a little while and
waited for the crowd to disperse. Pete walked towards me but there were 4 of
him coming. I fell and the next thing I knew I was back at my movie, lying on a
different bean bag bed than before with Pete lying next to me. When I had “come
to,” Pete rolled over, made sure I was okay (I was just dazed and confused by
all of what had just transpired), and then he kissed me, if you can even call
it a kiss. It was the worse kiss I have ever experienced in my life! His lips
were dry, hard, and small. He seemed to be hesitating while he kissed me and
then he lingered a lot longer than he should have. But when he pulled away and
laid back down, I was even more dazed and confused (mostly confused). After a
few minutes of watching the movie, I remembered that he had knocked the knife out
of my attacker’s hand and I asked if he was okay. He showed me where the knife
had managed to cut into his fingers, tiny pin-pricks slowly oozing blood. I
grabbed his hand and his fingers immediately looked better (somehow I had the
power to heal wounds). It was at that time that Pete’s mom announced that she
had gotten a room upstairs and that we “kids” shouldn’t do anything stupid or
regretful. I left to change into my pajamas, came back, and curled up next to
Pete, completely exhausted and ready for sleep, when the next movie started.
The End
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