Shawn's POV:
What the hell would I want with Tiana? I don't want to be an instrument for her control. I pity anyone who's had to suffer that role. Honestly. Why would Kara want me with her? The whole thing is confusing. I barely know if I have any feelings for Kara--and we've spent a lot more time together. There's something I don't know. Maybe it's their chance to use the quiet kid as a pawn in some game. What if this whole thing was a game? I know who she hangs around. She literally had to force herself to do this with me. I'm fucking stupid for thinking other than the obvious. She probably told them all about our--my--plan. They're all laughing at me, I bet. All these thoughts are making my mellow expression sour by the second. But then I turn to her, with her head rested on my shoulder, and I don't want to believe that all this was just a joke to her. I had never even thought of Kara in that way before she randomly kissed me at the party--then Rochel slap
Kara's POV:"You really need to clean up in here.""Put that down," I slowly remove a glass snowglobe from her grasp. She's literally rearranging my room, and calling her commands suggestions. I know I don't actually have a choice in the matter."I think it's pretty neat, actually."She lifts an eyebrow, "In what world?""Wait, why do I have to clean? It's not like anyone's gonna be in here.""The cookout," she rolls her eyes, "Remember?""Oh, right," I slap my forehead. I almost forgot. Another event where we discuss the success of the New World and stocks. Yay. My parents' friends, whose children also happen to be my friends, come over to eat good food (courtesy of my dad) and listen to music.The idea of this cookout could not be more excruciating right now. Jack's dad will be there. Tiana will be there. Usually Andrew and his parents attend, but who knows where he even is?I wonder if mom knows about
"I-I," I stutter. "How did you even know how to get here? I've literally never told you--""Please," she holds up her phone. Find my iPhone. Who would have guessed? I'm stupid. Well, not necessarily. It wasn't a secret: where I've been. Well, it was today, but on the other days it wasn't. He's just a friend, and hanging out with him should be like my other friends. She shouldn't care."A little stalkerish, mom."She rolls her eyes, "Please. I'm a mother. I have a right to be stalkerish. Did you think I would let you hang out with new people without knowing who they were--or where they live?""Good point, I guess.""What I want to know is why you left the cookout--your favorite event of the summer."Not anymore. "I just felt a little... cluttered."She looks confused. "It's just the same people, in the same place, doing the same thing--every year. The monotony got to me. And Shawn, he's--""A distraction.""Could we maybe
"Yeah, I don't think I can go," I nervously chuckle. "My mom has already put me on thin ice--very thin ice."He looks flatly."Oh, you don't know," I slap my forehead. "She followed me here the first time I came yesterday.""Woah. Creepy. So she knows where I live."I nod, "I'm sorry. I think she got worried and thought she had to use Find My iPhone. It's whatever...""She doesn't actually know anything," I reassure him. "But, one thing she does know is that I hate the outdoors," I smile.He rolls his eyes, "There's nothing to be afraid of. We won't be alone."Oh, so like a public cabin type thing?I let out a sigh of sweet relief."It'll be us and some bears," he laughs."Not funny, Shawn! I'm actually afraid of bugs, worms, bears, whatever the hell we might encounter out there."He walks up to me, putting his hand in mine, "Tough luck, you're going."This guy is so stubborn."We could litera
Kara's POV:The phone's ringing nonstop. After that awkward dinner, I just want to rest. Resting is my number one goal.Finally, I flip the damn thing over to find out who's keeping me from my beauty sleep.Shawn.Ignored.Then it rings again.Ugh, I need to answer."What the fuck, Shawn?""They're fucking here," he says panicked."What? Who?""The time travelers. You know, the ones who are supposed to be changing the world back. The ones we stole that device from?""We?" I ask tiredly."Fine, I, but that's besides the point.""With how loud you're being, I'm guessing they've found out already. How did they even know to come to your house?""I don't fucking know," he whisper yells. "They asked if I had something of theirs, and I played dumb. I slammed the door in their faces. I think they're still outside, but I don't know.""Did you ever write your address down
Shawn's POV:"I'm going to try... just for you. Because for some reason, I like you."She smiles, "I'm not going to take offense from your lack of enthusiasm because vulnerability is just not really in your character, and I want to cherish this moment."I smile at her. God, she's weird. Luckily, I like weird girls. I'm opening myself up to her because, for once, someone understands.I'd be stupid to let her go without trying.*awkward silence*"So I can call you my--""No," I interject."Shawn," she stretches out my name, "Please," she pouts."Kara," I warn her."Boyfriend?" she says in a high pitched tone.I despise that word so much."No, Kara. We're us. Case closed. Now, we need to get serious. We need to talk about--""Let's go skinny dipping," she interrupts. Huh? I'm not completely opposed to that..."As intriguing as that sounds, we need to focus."I put o