Ultraviolet [F.Freeman]

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙴𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝: Dinner

Violet walks into the crowded cafeteria, her eyes locking with Freddy's. She smiles, also panicking. She sets her paper bag beside him, then takes a seat.

"Where's Billy?" She asks. Freddy, a panicked expression on his face, blinks a few times. "Oh. He's— uh. He's buying his lunch." He responds.

It goes silent for a moment, before Violet speaks up again. "Did I ruin things between us? I mean— I was just acting in the heat of the moment and—"

"No. Not at all." Freddy cuts her off. "Violet, you're probably one of the coolest girls I know, and not just cause of your superpowers..." he trails off. "And you're the only girl who doesn't mind being near me." He shrugs, taking a bite from his sandwich. "Or making any sort of contact." He whispers the last part.

Violet smiles, pushing a strand of her hair behind her ear. "I really like you, Freddy." She states. Freddy blushes, turning to look at her.

"I have a lot of follow up questions." He comments with a chuckle. "And you can ask all of those later tonight, alright? You should come over and have dinner with us." She offers.

"Dinner?" Freddy nearly chokes on his food, spitting it out. "Yeah, if you actually eat it and don't spit it out. Dude, are you okay?" She asks, lightly rubbing his back.

"Yeah. I'm fine." He nods. "Sure. I'll come over." He adds. "Hey, guys." Billy says, setting down his tray on the other side of Freddy. "Hey." They both return.

"Hey, Violet, can I talk to you for a second?" Billy asks, motioning towards the exit. "It's okay. Freddy knows now." She explains.

"What? You told him before me?" Freddy asks with a sigh. "I didn't exactly tell him." She responds. "My genius brain figured it out. Not to brag or anything." Billy states with a smirk.

Violet rolls her eyes, laughing. "I wouldn't say genius." She jokes. "Ha-Ha. Very funny." Billy says sarcastically. "Anyways, wanna do some more testing this weekend?" He asks, leaning in closer to the two.

"I'm down." Violet nods. "Same here." Freddy says. "Oh, Freddy, I was thinking we could work on—"

"Sorry, dude. I'm not gonna be home til later today." Freddy cuts in. "What? Why?" Billy inquires. "Freddy's coming over for dinner." Violet speaks up, causing Billy to choke on his drink.

"And you two happened when?" He asks. "Just because he's coming over, doesn't mean we're a thing." Violet argues. "Okay, but i can practically see both of your heart eyes so I need an explanation." Billy replies.