Love Has a Color

Act 1, Scene 1: Blown Out of Proportion

I took the rest of the weekend to decide on LA. I want to go, Violet told me to go, and Asher wants me to go. Basically the only thing stopping me is my stupid brain, which keeps playing negative outcomes over and over again. Nothing bad will happen, I just need to man up and go for it.

I get out of the car and walk towards the building when I see Violet run across the parking lot towards me. "So? Have you thought about it?"

"Yes. I'm still kind of freaking out, but I think I'm going to say yes."

"Yay! You're going to have so much fun. Just forget about the family stuff and think about all the time you get with Asher. And, you get to explore the convention!"

I roll my eyes at her enthusiasm as we continue into the building. We get upstairs and part at the office door. Asher is already working at his desk when I walk in, but instead of ignoring the door like usual he stops and looks up at me. "Good morning, Scarlett. Have you thought about the trip?" Oh, straight to the point.

"Yeah, I have." I walk in and set my laptop up on the desk, ignoring the worried blue eyes I can feel studying me. I bite my lip to hold back a smile.

"And?"

"And what?" I give him my best confused face, barely concealing my grin. He's cute when he's frustrated.

I see one corner of his lips start to curve up when he starts to laugh. "Scar, quit messing with me. Do you want to come with me or not? If I don't get an answer soon, you'll end up sleeping on the floor outside of my hotel room door," he threatens.

I finally give in to my laughter and roll my eyes at him. "Yes, I'm going. As long as I don't have to sleep on the floor, that is."

"Hm, I think that depends on your attitude. Let's see how the day goes," he says, adding a wink at the end. He turns back to his computer, smirking to himself, and continues working. This man will be the death of me.

I stand and make my way over to the door with a few folders in my arms. "Well, I think the best way to stay on your good side is to not be in the room. That being said, I'm going to work on the meeting schedule for next with Violet and Sarah, since we'll both be gone. Any messages you'd like me to relay?" I tilt my head to the side to peer around his computer.

"No, I just needed to talk to them about the scheduling. But, since you're handling it, I don't think there's anything to add." He continues typing and I nod, turning to grab the door handle. Right as I'm stepping out, his voice stops me. "Oh, Scarlett?"

I look back to his desk. "Yeah?"

"You're wrong. I'm way happier when you're in here." He shoots me an award-winning smile, his ocean eyes glistening with his words.

I nervously smile back, spinning and moving right through the door before he can see me blush. Get a grip, Scarlett, you're turning scarlet! I don't stop until I'm in Sarah's office sitting in my usual spot in front of Violet. I feel all four of the eyes in the room questioning me. "Hey, so, what's up, guys?" I breathe.

Violet looks from me to Sarah, then back at me. "What's going on? Did you tell him you were going? You never rush in here unless something bad happened or you did something weird. What did you do?"

"Okay, first off, rude. Second, yes I told him yes. Third, is there any water in here, I feel hot," I ask all in one breath, as I search the room for a glass.

"I am so confused," Violet states, leaning back in her chair.

"I told him yes. I mean I was kind of teasing him a little bit and then he was getting flustered and I thought it was cute so I kept it going and told him that to stay on his good side I should leave the room, so I was about to leave, right? Then he stopped me on the way out of the room and said hey, I'm happy when you're in here and Vi, how do I react to that?" I prattle quickly, only taking on gulp of air. Wow, take a breath dude! I realize that I should, in fact, take a breath after my story. I'm not sure why one little statement made me so nervous, but I feel as if my heart is Mt. St. Helen's and the lava is currently flowing through my veins.