Team Teen Part 4 - Hey, Jealousy

Vas shrugged childishly. “It just puts me on edge. All I see is them and us. I will still break him if I even get the impression he's doing something funny. Not ha ha funny. Suspicious needs his nose broken, funny.” Vas blurted. He was just having a hard time articulating the more complex feelings, it also felt weird talking about them and not just stewing or moving one. He did want to say he didn't feel much about the raves one way or the other. He just liked being close and hated the idea of being alone.

“It’s okay. You kinda liked beating people up when I first met you too,” She told him. “An’ you make people feel safe.”

“Well at least we know I haven’t changed that much then.” Vas snorted eyeing Trick the Dick venomously. “I mean look at him he tottaly look like a dick. I don’t get it.” He complained. “Honestly it just easier punching then understanding sometime. Can you imagin bringing that home? Mathias would Wackey him so fast!”

“To be fair, he woulda Mr. Wacky’d you if you weren’t already shot. He doesn’t like anyone in the apartment mostly.” She told him.

“That is fair. I wouldn’t of held it against him.” Vas assured. “I mean I am pretty intimidating.” He smirked bumping Serena.”

“I still threw a shoe at you,” she said proudly with a giggle. “An’ I wouldna’t a let him hit you with the bat.”

“I know. That’s why we're friends. Do I have to keep waiting for can I punch him now?” Vas asked hopeful.

“You can go threaten ‘em,” Serena offered. “But that’s just gonna make Nikka want him more.”

“I don’t get it … How? Why?’ It makes no sense … is she broken? I mean look at ‘em.” Vas waved as if it was obvious.

“Yeah, but if someone tells you you can’t have something, you want it more. Like if I said you can’t have a candy apple, you’ll really want a candy apple, an’ then you might sneak one behind my back and it would be the best tasting one ever.” She told him.

“Yea but candy apples don't deal CC, have neck tattoos, and are generally sketchy. He looks like the type of guy who gets his ass kicked.” Vas grumbled.

“Yeah, but… Nikka wants to be a little edgier, and he’s kinda a way of getting that.” Serena explained.

“It's like watching an infant play with a snake. Will no one think of the children?” Vas joked. “Fine. But his hand touches her, I break it.” He said compromising.

“Deserved.” Serena agreed. “But just three fingers.”

“Can one be his thumb?” Vas asked side eyeing Serena.

“Non dominant hand,” Serena agreed.

“Can I mix and match? Like a couple for each hand?” Vas asked.

“No, just one hand,” Serena chastised.

“Fiiiiine.” Vas said in a exaggerated sigh. “So stingy.” He teased.

Serena shot him a look, but then giggled. “He really likes Nikka,” she observed.

Vas wrinkled his nose. He didn't see it. All he saw was trouble. Not the good kind that Serena was talking about, just the kind you punched till it ran away. “How can you even tell?” He grumbled. To him she was just awkwardly smiling and the guy looked a bit peacockish.

“Look at ‘em,” She said, as he was trying to teach Nikka a simple cutting shapes pattern. “See the girl wearing boobie tape behind them? He ain’t even looked at her. An’ see how Nikka keeps brushing her hair back? That means she likes him. An’ she’s laughing at stuff he said, an’ I played seven minutes with Trick. He’s not all that funny.”

“What's seven minutes?” Vas asked, looking back to Serena.

“Seven minutes in heaven?” She clarified. “It’s just a silly game.”

“I know its a game you said you played it with Trick, is it a card game a mobile game or something?” Vas asked clueless. ‘Is it like rock paper scissors.”

“No, it’s more… You know, you don’t wanna know. And trust me, Trick does not want you to know.” Serena predicted.

“Why not? What if I wana play!” Vas said a little indigent. “I play all kinds of games with you.”

“It’s a kissing game.” Serena said flatly. “You go somewhere dark, an’ kiss for seven minutes.”

“A WHAT?!” Vas said aghast.

“A … kissing game,” Serena said. “So if you wanna… you know. Kiss someone.”

Vas look to Trick and back to Serena. “I’m guna tear his lungs out.” He declared. Since he was skipping the breaking of fingers he figured this would be acceptable with out breaking their terms.