A Queen Strong in Herself

The One With The Apologies

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"Alright, what's wrong?"

Dru leaned back against the booth, pulling herself out of her thoughts. She looked across the table to see Jaime's brown eyes focused on her. His dark hair was messy, a tuft tucked behind his right ear. He was wearing his usual black shirt, with a leather jacket and dark jeans. He had a blue band around his wrist and a necklace with a symbol that was unfamiliar to Dru. The party lights danced on his skin, making it seem like he was some sort of faerie.

"What? I'm fine," Dru said.

Jaime rolled his eyes, crossing his arms over his chest. "I take you out to party, and you're sulking,"

"I'm not sulking,"

"You're definitely sulking. About what though? I don't know, because you won't tell your best friend what's wrong," he said.

"You think you're my best friend?"

Jaime placed his hand above his heart. "Ouch, Blackthorn. You really know how to hurt someone,"

It was Dru's turn to roll her eyes. In all honesty, she felt a bit drained. As they entered the club, Dru briefly saw someone with white blonde hair in the crowd, and for a second she thought it might be Ash. She never saw the guy again so she assumed she had simply imagined it.

"There's music, there's dancing, there's food, there's drinks, there's a LOT of guys checking you out, and you're sitting here with this sad face you got on,"

"There are no guys checking me out,"

"Oh, really? Nine o'clock, blonde guy with the blue and white shirt. He's been looking over here EVERY twenty seconds,"

Dru looked to her left, staring at the brick wall.

"MY nine o'clock, smart one,"

Dru laughed then, looking over to her right to see a guy at the bar glancing over at them. He quickly looked away when their eyes met. He was cute, she supposed. But she wasn't really looking for someone at the moment.

"You should go talk to him," Jaime said, picking up his drink.

"Maybe he's looking at you," Dru joked.

"I don't blame him if he was. What about that waitress? She always laughs at your jokes when we have her,"

"Have you ever considered that maybe my jokes are just that funny? Besides, I'm straight,"

"But you're a Blackthorn," Jaime said.

"Yes, but I'm one of the 'rare' straight ones," she said.

Jaime gasped loudly, setting his drink down loudly. "Those exist?! I thought they were a myth!"

Dru laughed then, her hands shooting to cover her face.

Jaime joined in on the laughter, his laugh almost a deep chuckle. "Hey. Wanna dance?"

"To be honest, James, I really don't. I just wanna go home and snuggle in my bed and watch Friends,"

"You watch that show way too much,"

"It's funny,"

"It's annoying," Jaime said.

"It won't hurt your feelings if I left?"

"Of course not, I'll go with you,"

"No, no, no. You stay, you wanted to come and have fun, so stay and have fun," Dru said as she slid out of the booth.