A Million Reasons | K. Danvers ✔

[05] The Orange Juice Stain

• October 22, 2016 (High School Homecoming, Senior Year) •

It was the day of the much awaited Homecoming dance. Zachary was in his room getting ready for the event, wearing an ivory white suit. He was standing in front of the mirror as he fastened the cuff links on his wrists when the door to his room opened without being knocked and he knew who it would be.

Aviana.

She had a habit of barging into his room without warning and that once was no different either.

"Hot damn, Zachary, you hit different in a suit," she remarked offhandedly as she stepped in.

He turned towards her, "and is that a compliment or...?"

She shrugged, "like this is the only time I would actually feel sorry if I bashed your head with a baseball bat."

A slight smile threatened to break out on his face, "oh... Thanks, I guess? You clean up real well too, I might admit."

Ava raised an eyebrow skeptically, "is that all?"

She was wearing a jet black dress which took him by surprise since black wasn't really her favorite color but it looked ravishing on her.

"Not really, maybe I should rename your contact as blackbird instead."

"I came to tell you I'm wearing black because I am already dressed for your funeral so you better watch your back," she smiled sweetly though her words were laced with sarcasm.

"Now you seem like Wednesday Addams," he spoke up, attempting not to laugh at the way her eyes flashed, "damn, you even have that secretly planning a murder expression on your face... Such a natural. If there ever is a remake of The Addams Family, I will make sure you get casted as Wednesday."

"You will make sure? And who are you, the director's best friend?" However, she changed the topic, "besides, this dress matches with Connor's jacket."

"Ah so that's the real reason. I'm never myself into couples matching outfits but good for you."

She rolled her eyes, "it was not on purpose though."

"Didn't ask... Gwen wanted me to wear navy, but my suit was already ordered in white. So I couldn't change it."

"Do you think I have time to listen to you and your whatever last minute date you've got for tonight?"

"Woah, rude as always," though he noticed she was still looking at him as if waiting for an answer so he added, "but honestly, you look good. Just don't record it on your phone and use it against me later on."

"What do you take me for? A professional blackmailer?"

"If the FBI hired you, I bet you could give them a run for their money," he replied, brushing his hair back from his forehead.

She ignored his reply as she stepped out, "whatever... Now hurry up, Mom and Dad are waiting for the photos."

"What photos?"

"Ugh... It's Homecoming, they need a reminder of how much we have grown up since the day we moved in here. Something like that. I forgot the main initiative but it was somewhere along those lines."

He followed her out, "I bet whatever initiative they had would crumble to dust. Because photos and us just don't work well together."

"Zach, Ava, both of you look adorable," Morena Smith was holding the camera while her husband Jonah had just stepped in. He was checking the car out and had already given Zach a hundred instructions on safe driving and not crashing on his way back.