Never Let Me Go

Yes or No

"I can't believe you're still upset with me," Colin shakes his head, leaning against the edge of the kitchen counter. He watches intently as Arianna fixes her breakfast, as she hostilely grabs the needed objects, slamming them when she sees fit.

She barely spares him a glance.

"Well believe it," she huffs. "This is not how I expected to spend my Saturday."

"It's not that big a deal," he tries to reason with her.

She slams the bowl on the counter and spins around to look at him, "No, the actual thing itself isn't. It's the fact that you waited until the day ofto tell me, Oh, by the way, my sister-in-law and both of my mother's invited you to go have lunch with them today. Who the fuck does that? You know I hate surprises."

"You don't have to go," Colin sighs.

"And have them thinking I'm rude?" she scoffs off his suggestion. "No, I'll go, but next time you pull last minute shit like this on me? I won't be as nice." Snatching her bowl off the counter, she brushes past him to head up the stairs.

"If that was nice," he mutters quietly. "I'd hate to see mean."

"I heard that!" She yells from atop the stairs.

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"How does this look?" Arianna asks, walking into Colin's room without even knocking.

Sitting at his desk, he pulls off his red Beats by Dr. Dre and lets his eyes travel from the top of her blonde head to the bottom of her high heels clad feet.

"Nice," he says honestly.

By the look of Arianna's face, he realizes too late that that's not the answer she was looking for.

"That's it," she turns on her heel. "I'm changing."

Rolling his eyes, he gets up and grabs her arm. "Don't. You look fine."

"I look too casual," she says more to herself than him. Stretch black pants, thin white tank, a peach colored blazer, and peach high heels.

"For lunch, Aria?" He uses a 'really' tone.

She sucks her teeth, "No, for your family."

"My families not like that," he tries to reason with her. "We don't judge by appearance."

She has to stop herself from making a sly comment about his brother and sister-in-law

"I guess," she concedes, turning to face him. "Anything else you wanna tell me about?"

"Depends." A beat. "Are you going to click on me?"

"Maybe," she shrugs while momentarily tilting her head to one side. "Maybe not. You never know with me."

"True," he ignores her scowl. "A bunch of the players from the team are going to this pool party over at the Four Seasons later today."

"Fancy." Aria snickers, turning to re-examine her appearance in the mirror. "You going?"

"Will you go with me?"

Aria pauses for a moment and looks at him, "So I can be your arm candy for your boys to gawk at? No thanks. I'll pass."

He looks at her with a mixture of frustration and confusion, "Why do you always jump to conclusions? Maybe I just want you to go with me."

"Bullshit." She rolls her eyes, "You honestly expect me to believe you want to bring my crazy ass around your friends? I'm not stupid Colin."