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FORTY FIVE: SCOTT AND SAMI, SITTIN' IN A TREE☆
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SARAH AND DARCY had gotten back to Scott's house at half past five, the evidence of the makeup that Malia and Lydia had done on them earlier then nearly impossible to find, save for the multi-colored makeup wipes tossed in the trashcan in Lydia's bathroom. They'd left their hair styled, though, Darcy's in space buns like Princess Leia's and Sarah's in the braids Malia had spent weeks practicing to get just right.
At that time, Isaac was the only one home, sitting on the couch and folding laundry while watching Teen Titans. She had felt guilty, leaving him alone at the house while the rest of them had plans with each other and left him without so much as a second thought, so she'd sat down beside him and started helping him fold. He'd tugged gently on her braid and she smiled at him when she held up the Finding Nemo shirt he'd worn the night before when they were in the kitchen and up in his bedroom. Thinking of it now, she really hopes she wasn't blushing as she folded it.
"Have you been here alone all day?" she'd asked him, neatly folding a soft blue long sleeved shirt of Melissa's. Darcy was in the kitchen then, at the counter with her laptop, working on her weekend extra credit assignments that she'd made sure to have the teachers email her. She takes her academics very seriously.
"Scott and Sami invited me to go with them today, but I told them I was fine to hang out here," he'd told her. She and Darcy had already left for Lydia's house before the boys had even finished their breakfast. "I kind of figured they'd rather be alone."
Sarah couldn't help but grin at that. She wasn't there for that conversation, but she imagined he was right about that.
After they'd finished folding the laundry and another few episodes of Teen Titans, Sarah had changed into the gray Stanford hoodie she'd swiped from Emma during her last visit and a pair of plaid pajama shorts. Sami and Scott got back from their date-but-not-a-date while she was changing, and she'd had to restrain herself from immediately bombarding them with questions about how it went and about how soon they want to do it again—that morning, hiding in the corner of the kitchen while Isaac and Scott pulled the boxes of cereal from the pantry, Sami had made Sarah and Darcy promise they wouldn't embarrass him about his plans with Scott (anymore than they already had).
The five of them spent the next couple of hours playing card games around the kitchen table, Sarah besting them at a few games of Uno and Scott and Isaac taking turns triumphing at Poker, played for stakes of Goldfish crackers and Sarah's Cinna-Dragons from Trader Joe's rather than money. Melissa had called Scott at around seven-thirty to say she was getting off work and ask if any of them had eaten yet (which they hadn't, aside from the Goldfish and the Cinna-Dragons). Around eight, she arrived home with Chinese food.
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