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I Don't (And Won't) Let Love Stop At Two, Cause Two Is Straight Up Boring

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Led Zeppelin- that was the only agreed band in the Treader family. It was the only band that didn't lead to arguments on how another band was better or how Metallica was obviously better than fucking ACDC(but Crystal secretly likes them both). That band was the only band that had everyone singing along and laughing after all this bullshit. After being chased out of their home by past demons and hidden secrets.

Stairway to heaven plays quietly through the car as Misty plays with the wheels on her skateboard. Crystal looks around the endless wasteland considered a state, the last actual town with a good mall was two hours away from where Crystal was now. Misty carefully glanced at Crystal before looking back out the window and sighing for the fifth time in ten minutes. Sighing Crystal pops her pink gum bubble before looking over to Misty.

"What's up kiddo?" Crystal hummed as she followed the moving truck in front of them. Kelly was in front of the moving truck directing Willow to their new home. Carefully Misty pointed to her skateboard before rolling the wheel.

"What if I'm the only one who skateboards here? I don't like skating alone." Misty whispered lowly before spinning the other wheel next to the already spinning wheel.

"Hey now! I'm pretty sure I skate too!" snorting Misty leaned her head on the window.

"Not very much, now you just drive your stupid 1968 Dodge Charger ." Misty quotes unhappily before running her hand over the bottom of her skateboard. Rubbing the back of her neck Crystal glanced out the window before returning her gaze to the road.

"Well, I'll be having more time for sure now," grumbled Crystal making Misty groan. Glancing down at the gas marker Crystal bumped Misty's arm.

"We will all be having more time on our hands Crystal," Misty reached into the back of the packed car to pull out the walkie-talkie.

"Eagal one this is Chomper, we gotta fill up on gas and refill on snacks over." releasing the button Crystal saw the Welcome to Hawkins Sign come into view.

"Copy that Chomper, you know the way home, may the force be with you. Over." snorting Crystal shook her head as Misty covered her face in shame.

"I knew I shouldn't have shown you Star Wars! Over." Misty released the button shaking her head as Crystal giggled slightly.

"Ah yes, but then who would understand all you C3PO jokes? Over." Crystal laughed and turned off the road to the gas station.

"Crystal would see ya'll later. Over and out." turning off the walkie-talkie Misty popped her door open.

"I'm gonna go take a piss and grab some snacks." Crystal nodded handing Misty ten bucks.

"You only have a dollar, the rest goes to gas." pushing her shades up her nose Crystal hopped out and watched Misty run over to the gas station. Shivering slightly at the cold Crystal pulls her patch covered coat tighter around her.

"I am already hating this weather." shaking her head, Crystal pops her gum again waiting for Misty to come back out and tell her she could fill her car up. Soft music can be heard coming from down the road, slowly it grows louder and louder. Rubbing her hands together Crystal perks up at the familiar Metallic song, the car slows down enough to turn into the gas station too.

"Gas is ready Crystal!" Misty rushes over beside Crystal holding out a small bag of cheese puffs. Nodding Crystal grabs a few of the puffs before grabbing the pump handle.

"Don't buy any junk Max!" the car blaring Metallica has now turned down its music and a fiery redheaded girl is rushing over to the gas stations store. Glancing at the driver she could tell he was not happy at all.

"See why aren't you ever like that with me? All mean and snarly, like some level three goblin?" Crystal scoffed pushing Misty's head and grabbing a few more cheese puffs as she holds the pump and fills up the car.

"Cause I'm a level ten jackass." Misty nodded in agreement grabbing a huge handful of cheese puffs.

"Now that I can agree with." gasping dramatically Crystal placed a hand on her chest feigning hurt.

"I let you sit in my car, I give you money for food," wiping away a 'tear' and 'sniffling' Crystal takes another handful of cheese puffs, "I even call you my sister."

"Hey, you're EATING MY FOOD! And it's STEP-SISTER to YOU!" smiling playfully Misty wiggles her finger while using a ridiculous southern accent. Crystal loved it when Misty wasn't in her shell, she got amazing moments like these.

"Well, I never!" hooking the pump back into its place Misty put the gas tank cover on after sealing poping the closer in and giving it a few turns. "I guess I will just have to do the unimaginable." Misty paled a bit before stepping back.

"No..." grinning maliciously Crystal put her hands out and wiggled the digits.

"Oh yes ." dropping the cheese puffs Misty rushed back to the convenience store screaming.

"DON'T FORGET TO GRAB THE CHANGE!" smiling Misty hopped inside the store while Crystal grabbed the dropped bag of halfway empty cheese puffs. Running her hand through her hair she saw the unhappy redhead was now talking to Misty. Misty was rubbing her neck, her shell was firmly shut again, until the girl said something cause Misty to perk up. The two walked out of view making Crystal raise an eyebrow in suspicion before the two came back into view with something in hand.

"Oh, that little punk." honking the car horn Misty flipped her off before the two walked out chattering away.

"See you at school Max!" the redhaired girl waved sipping on a cup of soda while Misty walked over to me and handed me her cup of soda.

"Already making friends?" Misty shrugged, already reverting back to her shy little self.

"I gave her mine," raising an eyebrow Misty handed back a couple cents and a dollar, "She was unhappy." Misty folded her arms defensively before Crystal handed her the dollar back.

"Go get yourself a cup Misty, we still have a ten-minute drive," Misty smiled rushing off happily to the convenience store while the camero tore out of the gas station.

"Ready," Misty whispered hopping into the car as Crystal turned on her car.

"Buckle up," groaning Misty buckled up and the two headed off to their new home. Hopefully, Crystal will make friends as easily as Misty did....

Yeah no.

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Misty never liked mirrors-they reminded her of what would look back at her. She couldn't care less about her hair or what clothes hung off her body- but the color on her? God, she hated it. So when she ran into the store not thinking about her horrible flesh it surprised her when the clerk gave her a funny look. Until she remembered what her outer shell looked like.

Silently she hands the money to the man after she takes her piss and grabs cheese puffs, he grabs it like it's was covered in some kind of contagious disease. Angrily she takes the change for the cheese puffs as the man leers at her in curious fascination and utter disgust. He must have never seen someone with such a mix of race and color. Unhappily Misty looks at the clerk, why did everyone have to be so cruel?

"I'm not sick you know." the clerk faces breaks for a few seconds before Misty rushes out the door and over to Crystal. It had been three days since her sandy beaches and fellow friends surrounded her. Three days since someone hasn't looked at her funny that wasn't Crystal or Kelly. Wendy adores it, says You look so colorful, so unique! . But that's also because Wendy is a damn artist and hates how one-dimensional some people are. It's probably why Wendy fell in love with Kelly so quickly.

"Gas is ready Crystal!" Misty rushes over beside Crystal holding out a small bag of cheese puffs. Nodding Crystal grabs a few of the puffs before grabbing the pump handle. Looking over to the loud car she can see two very unhappy teens sitting next to each other, the other is saying something that makes the girl shrink a bit. Within seconds money is shoved into her hand and the door bursts open.

"Don't buy any junk Max!" the car blaring Metallica has now turned down its music and the fiery redheaded girl rushes over to the gas stations store. Glancing at the driver she carefully stared at him, trying to get an idea of whats up. Always so nosy! Wendy's voice echoes through Misty's mind making her smirk softly.

"See why aren't you ever like that with me? All mean and snarly, like some level three goblin?" Crystal scoffed pushing Misty's head and grabbing a few more cheese puffs as she holds the pump and fills up the car.

"Cause I'm a level ten jackass." Misty nodded in agreement grabbing a huge handful of cheese puffs.

"Now that I can agree with." gasping dramatically Crystal placed a hand on her chest feigning hurt.

"I let you sit in my car, I give you money for food," wiping away a 'tear' and 'sniffling' Crystal takes another handful of cheese puffs, "I even call you my sister."

"Hey, you're EATING MY FOOD! And it's STEP-SISTER to YOU!" smiling playfully Misty wiggles her finger while using a ridiculous southern accent. Misty misses this, every day they stayed in Gauchos Crystal tensed more and more. But these past few days of driving and listening to shared music interests, the old Crystal returned. She really hopes she stays this time, she doesn't want to lose the only person who knows how it feels- to understand her.

"Well, I never!" hooking the pump back into its place Misty put the gas tank cover on after sealing poping the closer in and giving it a few turns. "I guess I will just have to do the unimaginable." Misty paled a bit before stepping back.

"No..." grinning maliciously Crystal put her hands out and wiggled the digits.

"Oh yes ." dropping the cheese puffs Misty rushed back to the convenience store screaming.

"DON'T FORGET TO GRAB THE CHANGE!" smiling Misty hopped inside the store. The clerk this time keeps his head down, he must feel bad. He should Misty quietly lined up behind the red-haired girl, rubbing her throat she looks at the soda machine in the back. Crystal won't mind, she never did before.

"Pump two Chuck." the clerk nodded as the fiery red-haired girl spun around right into Misty. The two fell down yelling out, a low groan leaves Misty's lungs.

"Oh my gosh! Sorry!" quickly the girl helped her up. Rubbing her neck, Misty shrugged glancing at the floor in embarrassment.

"Whoa," the girl pointed at Misty making her shrivel a bit-she must have seen her properly now, "Is that a Mad Max T-shirt?" freezing Misty looked down at her shirt before looking back up at the girl.

"Y-yeah. I got it as a goodbye present actually," walking up to the clerk she held up four fingers, "I need pump fours change." the girl nodded before smiling.

"I'm Max I actually just moved here from California, you?" perking up Misty took the money before walking down to the soda machine, Max followed her.

"Misty and um, Gauchos- you?" Max smiled pointing to herself.

"City of Angels." Misty shook her head grabbing two soda cups and handing Max one.

"Bullshit!" Max nodded taking the cup and pushing some of her hair out of her face. Misty filled up her cup with Dr. Pepper while Max waited for her patiently to move.

"Yeah! We lived a bit of it really, out near the ocean," Max explained as she filled her own cup with Dr. Pepper.

"Dr. Pepper fan too? What's next!?" Max smiled handing Misty her a lid and straw.

"Thanks- do you skateboard?" nodding vigorously Misty headed to the front of the store with Max. Misty handed her a couple quarters while Max took back some change of her own.

"You're going to go to Hawking Middle School right?" nodding the two pushed the doors opened and headed over to their respective cars.

"See you at school Max!" Max waved sipping on a cup of soda while Misty walked over to Crystal and handed me her cup of soda. Crystal would be bummed out if she didn't get a drink too and Misty paid for Max, therefore forfeiting her drink.

"Already making friends?" Misty shrugged, she just wanted to get back home now.

"I gave her mine," Crystal rose am eyebrow at Misty as she handed back a couple cents and a dollar, "She was unhappy." Misty folded her arms defensively before Crystal handed her the dollar back.

"Go get yourself a cup Misty, we still have a ten-minute drive," Misty smiled rushing off happily to the convenience store while the camero tore out of the gas station. Returning shortly Misty opened her car sides door, she just wants to go to her new home.

"Ready," Misty whispered hopping into the car as Crystal turned on her car.

"Buckle up," groaning Misty buckled up and the two headed off to their new home.

The drive home wasn't long as Crystal pressed on the gas and the two blared out Led Zepplin. Crystal sang loudly with all her might, her body burning as she held out notes and sucked in little oxygen to replenish what she was expelling. Misty happily sang along, her chest breathing easy, but her heart pounding with the music. She hopes Max will be in her classes already.

"WE'RE HERE!" quickly Misty lowers the music and the two park in front of a house at the end of a long dirt road surrounded by trees and not another house in the surrounding area. The house is two stories high, it's painted in a nice brown that blends with the trees surrounding it.

"Whoa..." smiling Misty climbs out of the car before looking around carefully.

"Betchya it has a pool in the back," Crystal hums popping out of her now sleeping car.

"Yeah..." the two look at each other before Crystal lunges down the road to the entrance.

"DIBS ON FIRST PICK!" Crystal screams making Misty groan loudly.

"NO FAIR!" rushing inside Misty follows Crystal upstairs, she was not getting the small room again.

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Crystal loves to take pictures, more than she loves her car, more than sitting around their small dinner table and slaying a dragon with Misty. There was just something in them that she just loved, there was just so many. It could be how the image captures the very moment, how the joy or sorrow never fades in those seconds of the clips being taken. It could be how the image holds a piece of life, a second in time, that never again will be held. It could be the memories it secretly holds, that over the years you may have forgotten but that one picture -that one image -it hits you so harshly or whispers so gently that the memory comes pouring back.

Wendy, however, loves to paint the image, give a bit of her soul to it. Wendy says that pictures just can't capture that, the person in that picture didn't give a piece of its soul- It was taken

You can't just steal that Crystal, thats-thats evil

And that was how Crystal and Wendy really ever were towards each other. One was just trying and the other would call it evil. Take a guess at who was who.

"DIBS!" Crystal stood at the top of the stairs to the large attic, a large window took one end of the room. It held perfect shade to her left, a good place for her photo albums and art pieces she could be working on. Plus there was a bathroom on the other side of the room, she could process her film in there.

"OH COME O...." Misty looked up the steps behind the door, her heart pounding, "Crystal?" turning to Misty, Crystal happily rushed down to her.

"I call dibs, so my room," putting her hand out Crystal looked at Misty as the younger girl uneasily put her hand out, "agreed?"

"Yeah," shaking her sister's hand she stepped away from the steps, "Sorry just gives me the willies, reminded me of that horror movie you made me watch a few weeks ago." snorting Crystal rubbed her sisters head before leading her back downstairs.

"Well it wasn't real, now pick out a room so we can help each other get everything inside!" hopping outside Crystal grabbed a few boxes out from the back of her car before heading back inside. Climbing up the stairs to the attic Crystal placed her boxes down to see Wendy and Kelly walk out of the bathroom.

"This would be amazing for my paintings Kel-" Wendy halted watching Crystal already opening a box.

"Oh-um..." Kelly laughed sheepishly as the two held a not so low-key glaring contest.

"Crystal... did you ask us if you could have this room?" tension filled the air as Crystal pulled out one of her posters and tape, breaking eye contact Crystal began looking for the best place to put the Led Zepplin poster.

"No, but I clearly remember you two agreeing I could pick out my room back in California," holding up the poster carefully Crystal placed it where she would most likely have her records and cassettes. Irritatedly Wendy clenched her fist before sighing softly.

"Crystal could I please have this room? I think it would be a good place for me to paint. Besides you take pictures, your mobile!" Wendy attempted weakly to convince Crystal making her sink prickle in anger.

"It would be bad for the paints Wendy, the heat and AC doesn't work as well as up here. It would end up either melting your work or spending far more hours to dry when it's cold. Plus theirs a chance at leaks and bugs, things that won't affect my work, and I know how to deal with." Crystal retorted folding her arms while leaning on the creaking banister that leads up to what Crystal thought would be her room, but she now had to fight for.

"She has a point, Wendy, come on their has to be a better room in the house." unhappily Wendy folded her arms before starting to head down the stairs.

If I don't let her she'll make my life a living hell for months groaning Crystal turned around swiftly.

"We could..." looking around unhappily Crystal closed her eyes tightly, "Share?" Wendy's eyebrows rose as Kelly glanced happily at Wendy.

"That could work-Wendy?" shaking her head at Kelly, Wendy turned back to the exit.

"Thank you for the offer Crystal, but I think I'll find another place to work," muttered Wendy before slipping out of the room. Covering her face, Crystal let out a frustrated moan, tight painful heat fills her chest.

"Cryst-" waving Kelly off Crystal grabbed a roll of blue tape from the top box and begin to lay out her room.

"Please leave me alone Kelly." Crystal whispered roughly.

"Honey come on this is hard on her as much as this is on you." heat burned through her body, trembling Crystal glared harshly into the wooden floorboards.

"Whatever," laying tape down Crystal listened to the descending footsteps of Kelly. Crushing her eyelids tightly closed, hot searing pain burns in her chest.

Why can't you ever work with me?

"Crystal?" jolting at the soft voice Crystal looked at her little sister.

"Sorry," rubbing her eyes harshly and sniffing Crystal looked at Misty, "What's up?" Crystal forcefully smiled at Misty as her sister took her hand.

"Come help me get your shit." laughing softly Crystal nodded following her sister downstairs as the sun set completely, the lights from inside the house and open garage door guide them in the dark night to grab their possessions from Crystal's car and moving truck.

Because I don't work with people made of pure evil

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One day, Misty and Crystal were one day away from returning back to the hellish nightmare of school. Already the two had set up their room and the kitchen (per Kelly's request and Wendy's glares). Now as the two women set up the rest of the house, the two girls were released to go shopping for food and explore the town. But the two already knew where they were headed.

The arcade

The horsemen are drawing nearer

Misty bounces excitedly, her skateboard lays in the backseat of Crystal's car as they drive down the street to a hopefully open arcade. Smiling Crystal taps the wheel as Metallic blares through the car, the wind blows into the open windows of the car. Wildly Crystal's hair flies around while Misty's threads bounced around as she moved to the music. Laughing loudly Crystal saw the arcade was a bit packed, but it had opened a few hours ago and it was Sunday.

Heads turned as Crystal parked her car and rolled up her windows. Misty easily turned down the music while pulling out a bag of four dollars worth of quarters out of her jacket's pocket. Crystal silently turned off the car at the end of the song before looking at Misty, her simple jacket covered her frame. The jacket would not last through a single winter here, fuck Crystal was just cold when she stepped out of the house.

"We need to get you a jacket, this flimsy thing will give you a cold." Crystal sighed quietly pulling on her black denim jacket, patches adorning its outer shell. Sticking her tongue out Misty hopped out of her car and raced into the arcade. Smiling Crystal pulled her hair out from under her jacket before hopping out herself and following Misty inside. Many children were playing what Misty called beginner games like Pac-man.

"Theirs no fun in it, beat the thing in like a day." jeered Misty while proceeding to annihilate top scores in their Arcade back in California.

Walking through the Arcade Crystal stopped beside Misty as she slipped a coin into Gallatica. Easily Misty began to play, her eyebrows knitting together focus swiftly exiting her surroundings to the game. Quietly Crystal watched people filter in, a small group of boys entered, a curly-haired boy almost immediately landing on Crystal and Misty. Glaring Crystal cracking her knuckles and the boy looked away fast enough to make the Flash blush, before following his group off somewhere.

A good thirty minutes passed before Misty pulled away and watched her ship explode and revive thrice only to die again"Alrighty, my warm-up is done and the top score is gonna be hard as shit to beat." Proudly Misty typed her name in before taking a quarter out of her bag in her pocket and looking around. Rolling the quarter over her finger, Misty slowly observed the games before halting on dig dug.

"Sweet." slipping the quarter inside Misty once more zoned into her own little world. Silently Crystal walked over to the snack bar once she was sure Misty was too far in to even notice if a boy was trying to chat her up or if people were staring at her flesh. Pushing some of her white hair out of her face Crystal looked over the snack options.

"I'm telling you she looked ready to break my face." low muttering came from a table not too far off catching Crystals attention. Glancing over at the table in curiosity she found the boy and his little gang all muttering amongst each other. Pulling out a few dollars Crystal bought a three musketeer bar and two Cokes. Walking over to the boys Crystal placed the three musketeer bar down on the table, the table quickly going quietly.

"Sorry about scaring you earlier kid, I just get real protective of my sis. Can I get you something from the snack bar to make up for it?" the curly haired boy looked up at Crystal in shock before the boys around him nodded.

"Yes!" the boys all circled around the curly boy whispering ideas or schemes. Pushing them away, the boy sheepishly pointed to the candy bar.

"Can I have the candy bar? I like those." smirking Crystal slid the candy bar over to him. Angry groans and unhappily faces filled the table while the curly haired boy opened the candy bar.

"Bold choice bud, going against your party just for a candy bar." the curly haired boy blushed making Crystal smile softly, "Names Crystal." putting her hand out the curly haired boy took her hand quickly.

"Dustin!" nodding Crystal looked at the boys around him before pulling her hand away.

"Well Dustin, I will see you around." walking off the group yelled softly at Dustin who was too dazed in shock to even care about the lose the group suffered. Quietly Crystal returned to Misty's side, popping open her soda Crytal watched Misty furiously play.

A smirk grows across Misty's face as the numbers in the corner grew, her fingers racing around as she slowly passed the first twenty levels easily. Crystal silently watched her while sipping her soda, her eyes carefully watching the people around her.

"You're about to surpass that Mad Max person." snorting Misty continued to move around, her fingers eyes watching the screen carefully.

"Mad Max," the screen chimed as she finished the level, "eat my dust." Snorting at Misty's words she watched the girl continue to play, the levels got harder and harder, Misty's face matching her concentration. Finally, the level came, level 173, Misty's fingers began to ache, her head was starting to ache, everything was aching. Sighing Misty watched her lose three times in a row. Stepping away Misty stretched before taking the open drink held out to her by Crystal.

"Want to go grab a pizza and overtake some scores?" nodding Misty walked in front of Crystal heading over to the snack bar. The boys seemed to have not left their spot but instead, are counting their money, out in the open, like total dweebs. Two boys walked over to the group of boys, almost immediately their faces drop as the two much larger boys began to scoop up the coins.

"Grab a big pepperoni pizza and a pitcher of Coke." nodding Misty took the five dollars and rushed over to the snack bar. Sneakily Crystal slipped behind the two large teens who were completely unaware of her.

"Thanks for paying for our meal and a couple games losers." the poorly attempted emo punk thing whispered lowly while his fat friend took the last of Dustin's bar and began to eat it. A few of the boys glared at Crystal, but Dustin seemed to hold some hope in his eyes, along with brash anger.

"But that's our cash dude! I worked to get that!" the thin boy with long black hair was trying to fight back, but the fat boy easily shot him down.

"Well it's our now." sneered out the pig as the thin little emo punk thing(like seriously what is he wearing!?) grinned viciously. "Yeah!" rolling her eyes Crystal grabbed the two by the back of their shirts.

"Sorry to interrupt this stunning performance of pack of nerds getting fucked over by fat bully and-" scrunching her face she looked over the thin bully, "Whatever the fuck you are, but i am pretty sure you just took those boys money and ate his candy bar which I PAID FOR." the two boys wilted as Crystal rose her voice and grabbed adults attention.

"I-I-I-" rolling her eyes at the two sputtering fools her grip tightened.

"What? Are you sorry? Are you going to buy him a new candy bar? Are you going to give their money back?" the boys gaped like fish as the arcade went quiet waiting for a response from the two.

"Y-y-y-" raising an eyebrow the two boys nodded hurriedly, "YES!" nodding she released the two folding her arms.

"Go on." the two hurriedly spilled their pockets before adding a dollar on the top.

"We're s-sorry!" nodding she watched the two look back at her in terror. The fat boy and weasel waited for a response or get out of here only to have Crystal place her hands on her hips.

"Misty!" quickly Misty walked over with the large pizza setting down at the table with the boys who were moving their money out of the way.

"I'll be here, just gotta grab some napkins and the soda." nodding Crystal grabbed the two boys by the back of their shirts and lead them outside. Flipping them around once she was a bit away from the exit she looked at the two ashamed boys.

"Look you two are young and I don't know jack shit about either of you. But I do know stealing cash from a group of nerds ain't cool anywhere." the two looked at Crystal in slight shame before nodding.

"We're sorry." scoffing Crystal folded her arms and watch the two look back up at her.

"No you're sorry you got caught, which is way WAY worse," shaking her head Crystal ran a hand through her head. "I'm not your parent but believe me when I say you could be doing something way better than stealing kids money. If you're that strapped for cash mow someone's lawn, paint a fence, punch a tree-trust me the tree won't mind." the two boys giggled at the last idea.

"Just don't harass others, they could have some serious hard shit going at home or in their life, that picking on them just makes it harder for them, and it does literally nothing for you. Life gets better when you just let people be, and if you get that need to cause shit again," Crystals face hardened making the boys freeze again, "Don't." nodding the two watched Crystal walk away.

"Ugh, kids!" walking back inside Crystal saw Misty chatting away with the boys happily. Misty hurriedly motioned for Crystal over, obliging easily Crystal sat next to a small skinny boy, pale of almost all life.

"Jesus kid, you hate the sun or something?" the group went quiet as Crystal looked over the shy boy.

"N-no." thinning her eyes Crystal leaned in before grabbing a cup of poured soda.

"You aren't a vampire are you?" the boy laughed shaking his head making Crystal smile and rub the boys head.

"Phew, didn't want have to stake another one in just one week eh Misty." rolling her eyes Misty sipped her drink.

"Look just cause it happened doesn't mean it happened." snorting Crystal grabbed a slice of pizza and the group returned to a cheery chatter. As a few hours passed and the sun began to set Crystal looked at her watch.

"Misty it's time to go, grab their numbers and lets head over to the store. Kelly is probably wondering where we are and I don't like having the dungeon master mad at us. Remember last time?" Misty nodded quickly grabbing a napkin and taking Crystals pen from her outstretched hand.

"Here's my number if my mom answers just tell her you to want to talk to me." handing the pen back Misty hopped up and zipped up her jacket.

"See you guys around!" the boys waved as Crystal held the door open for her sister. Dropping her arm down onto Misty's shoulder Crystal glanced at her softly.

"So what did they say that got you so chatty?" smiling Misty held up an unopened three musketeers bar.

"Dustin gave me this, didn't even blink at my skin and recited an amazing Lord of The Rings passage while having a whole damn pizza in his mouth." smirking Crystal slipped into the driver's seat while Misty opened up the candy bar.

"Sounds like someones got a crush." scoffing Misty chewed on the candy bar.

"He recited Lord of The Ring," chewing on the bar Misty looked out the rearview mirror.

"So big crush?" Misty rolled her eyes snorting before swallowing her bite.

"You can't get a crush in one day Crystal...." raising an eyebrow at Misty while turning on the car.

"But?" Misty sighed, her head bowing in defeat.

"I might have a tiny TINY crush okay?" laughing Crystal turned up the music before tearing out of the Arcade to the grocery store.

"Don't tell Wendy!"

Crystal laughed so hard she swerved twice.