The Unthinkable (Degrassi Fan Fiction)

Part 5

The Unthinkable

Part 5

Author's Note: This will introduce Kali's point of view, giving a perspective from another character's experience. When I wrote the rough draft, I found it quite amusing, if that gives any summary. This is a short part. I think this is so far my best written part. ~ Ciao

Word Count: 1240

Summary: Declan goes on his first date with Kali.

Fiona's POV

“She did say seven o-clock, right?” Declan asked, hoping for confirmation on when the date would take place. I reassured him, telling him that all should go well. We were in his hotel room, looking in the mirror. Declan wanted to look the best he could for tonight, so he had asked me to help him out.

“Kali said Wednesday night, at seven. Am I right?” He nodded. I did not know why I was helping Declan go on a date with a girl that I had a major crush on, possibly because I was a good person? I was dreading this night, knowing that a handsome guy like Declan would probably charm Kali right into his arms. He was wearing a blue polo shirt, blue jeans and a pair of boat loafers. He had propped his hair to the side, trying to perfect it more and more in the mirror.

“I've called the cab, so I'll be waiting down at the lobby. Wanna come?” he offered, walking out of the doorway. I shook my head, knowing that seeing Kali would make things even harder for me. As he left, I knew for sure that Kali would be his by the time he came back.

Kali's POV

I walked toward the hotel slowly, regretting that I had organized a date with Fiona's brother, Declan. I could see him faintly in the distance, standing at the hotel doorway, waving at me. He eagerly approached me, with a wide grin on his face.

“Hi, Kali.” he said, so innocently.

“Hi.” I smiled. “Where are wi going?” I asked, wondering what Declan had planned for us to do tonight.

“I found this great restaurant on the internet. It has top reviews, it's over in Kingston.” he explained, using hand gestures. “There's the cab.”

We went over to the cab, Declan telling the cab driver the address. As we were in the taxi, Declan fiddled around with his thumbs, trying to generate conversation.

“Fiona and I had a good time the other night. We should go to a dance hall like that, again.” Fiona. That's who I wanted to spending my time around, not Declan.

“Yeah, wi shud. So yuh an Fiona. Yuh guys are twins?”

“Yes, but I'm older.”

“That's cool.” I mumbled, looking out of the window.

At the restaurant, Declan pulled my chair out for me, letting me sit.

“Ladies first,” he quoted, then finding his seat.

“Might I say you look fantastic tonight, Kalifa.”

“Thank you. But mi prefer if you call mi Kali.”

“Oh, right.” he replied, looking slightly anxious. The moment was dull, until the waitress came to serve us. She asked for our orders.

“The lady will be having Curry Goat Platter, and I will be having the Stew Peas.” he announced, not asking for my opinion on the dinner choices. Instead of protesting, I nodded, watching the waitress serve us our drinks.

“Yes, so. What do your parents do?”

“Mi mudda ah teacha, and mi fadda a police offica.” I retorted, looking around the restaurant. “And you?”

“My father is a diplomat. My mother doesn't need to work. Neither do we. We're pretty much set for the future. Our trust funds and everything. No need to go to college.” he pulled out his phone, which I found rather rude. “But I'll be going to Yale next year.” he added.

“Yuh family's rich?” I asked. He nodded.

Declan continued talking about himself, his family, and his life. He continued to speak about when he was a child, he built a snow fort and wouldn't let Fiona in, how he has a trust fund, and how he plans to live through his family's wealth. I couldn't have been more uninterested. When he finally stopped talking, I used it as an opportunity to change the conversation.

“Wat made yuh guys come tuh Jamaica?” I asked, finishing my curry goat.

“Oh, our flight to Spain had gotten cancelled, and Kingston was the next flight available out of Canada.”

“Ah.” I said, finishing my dinner. “Well that's a goo--”

“Reminds me of the time when I went to Hawaii.” he interrupted, continuing to talk about his dull adventures in the pacific. When we paid the bill, I rushed to the cab, eager to have this unoriginal, bromidic, disaster of a date end. Declan joined me, redirecting the cab driver to his hotel, and then telling him to drop me off, last.

We arrived at the hotel, and when I thought the date had concluded, I found Declan put his hand on my thigh. I was disgusted.

“I had a good time with you, Kali.” he confessed, looking me in the eyes softly. I knew what was about to happen. Declan leaned in for a kiss, puckering his lips. I pushed him off, reaching over to open the cab door for him.

“I think it's time for you tuh leave, Declan.” I barked. It was as if Declan didn't expect me to react this way, and he left. Finally. I told the cab driver to drive off, and on the way home, all I though about was Fiona. Deep down, I knew why I wanted to go on a date with Declan. If I had gone on a date with Declan, Fiona wouldn't suspect I had feelings for her. And If Declan wasn't such an ass, my plan would've worked. But in this case, Fiona won.

Fiona's POV

I waited in Declan's hotel room, hoping he would return quicker. When I saw him come back, his cheeks were red, as if he had been embarrassed.

“Why so glum, chum?” I asked, throwing a pillow at him.

“Nothing. The date went well. I think Kali's really into me, Fi.” Declan said, starting to grin a wide grin. Him saying that burned my stomach a little, but I ignored the feelings.

“Where'd you go?”

“Some restaurant in Kingston Harbour.” he seemed tired. “I think you should go to your room now, maybe order some room service?” Declan suggested, turning on the television.

“Okay, mom.” I teased, going back to my room. That night, I couldn't sleep. My brain kept trying to create the image of Kali and Declan on their date. What did they say? Did they talk about me? Did they. . . kiss? The very thought of those two kissing made me cringe. It should be me kissing Kali, not Declan. It took a while for me to settle down that night, but I finally went to sleep.

Author's Note: What did you think? Good, great, bad? I really liked this part, because it showed what Kali was thinking for once, and not just Fiona. I don't want this to be a one-sided story. Try and process what just happened. What do you think will happen next? ~ Ciao!