movie nights - casey gardner (discontinued)

season 1 - chapter 13

The girls enjoyed the rest of their night, they never really spoke about the whole bus ordeal after it happened but not because it was awkward but mostly because it didn't change anything. Harriet had come to the conclusion that she took so long to tell Casey was because she couldn't find a right time, not because she was scared the other girl wouldn't accept her.

She had even brought it up with her therapist and he had told her that it was maybe a good idea to tell some more people, id she was ready. So, she decided to try and work up the courage to tell Elsa, who she knew would be accepting.

The weekend flew by and so did Monday and before she knew it she was walking home from school on Tuesday. 

She had her headphones in, blocking out the sound of the cars flying past. Casey had decided to get a ride home from Evan, who had offered Harriet one too but she politely declined. She enjoyed walking home on her own it gave her a chance to think over everything that had happened over the day. However, she would never tell anyone about that. She feared it made her seem sad or mysterious. 

She figured she must come off as sad and mysterious sometimes but it was only because she didn't like the idea of bothering others with her problems. They were hers and hers to deal with, alone.

She reached the driveway of the Gardner's home and a car pulled in beside her and out jumped the tall figure of Casey. "Red!"

"You seem happy." Harriet chuckled.

"Happy to see my favourite redhead." She was being over animated and far too nice, which meant she was in a hyper mood. Luckily, Harriet was in the right headspace to deal with it but by the looks of it Evan was not. 

He waved and smiled softly as he pulled away and the girls returned the wave. Casey slung her long arm around her short friend's shoulders and said, "To the house!"

"What's wrong with you? Are you drunk?" Harriet furrowed her brows.

"No, what do you take me for?" She laughed. "I did have an energy drink though."

"Okay, weirdo." She laughed and the two girls walked inside. If this was Casey on an energy drink she would hate to have to deal with her actually drunk.

When they got inside Elsa was standing in the kitchen and so was Sam and Doug, they were obviously waiting on the two youngest. 

The girl walked over and stood between the two boys, "I have a confession to make." Elsa started. "I have missed your little faces." She placed her hands on Sam's cheeks cheeks and looked at him for a few seconds before removing her hands and putting them on Harriet's cheeks in the same way.

This made her smile. She liked the feeling of having a mother figure in her life. Then she did they same to Casey and Doug. "And your big face. So, i'm going to make us a special family dinner with all your favourite foods. Doug, apple pie al a mode."

"Yes! From scratch?" He seemed a lot happier than Casey and Sam. Harriet was just as excited as Doug was, however. 

"Oh, yeah. From scratch. Sam, chicken fingers."

"From the box?"

"From the box." She walked to the other side of the counter. "Harriet, spaghetti bolognese."

Harriet smiled and Elsa returned it, now finally turning on the youngest. "And Casey, bacon wrapped figs." 'She doesn't eat pork' was Harriet's first thought.

"I haven't eaten pork in two years." Casey said, as soon as Harriet had thought it. 

"Then figs." Elsa said, fake smile still plastered all over her face.

"Can my special dish be not coming?" Casey said, deadpan.

"Nope, they were all out of that at the market." Elsa replied, trying to match Casey's sarcasm. She failed, of course, no one could match Casey's sarcasm. Casey just turned, grabbing her friend's arm as she did so and pulled her upstairs as Elsa said, "It's tomorrow night so be there or be square."

"Ugh!" Casey said, shutting her bed and flopping down onto her bed. "She is so annoying."

"I don't get why you hate her so much." Harriet said joining Casey on the bed as they both stared at the ceiling. 

"Me neither, she just does." 

"Hmm." Harriet said. "I mean she's still a good person, right?"

"I guess so." The conversion was done now and they both just lay there, staring at the ceiling. The same way they used to lie at sleepovers when they were kids. Harriet figured her whole life was a sleepover now and that made her happy and sad. She couldn't tell which emotion was stronger. She made a mental note to bring it up with Stephan. 

Author's note: sorry for taking so long to update i fr forgot i never finished this chapter.