Team Teen Part 5 - Like Like

“I’m keeping an’ eye on them.” Serena told him. “I know all the goodest seven minutes spots. Like the shake shack, you give ‘em ten credits an’ they leave you alone for seven minutes.”

Vas gave her a sharp look. “Is that where you run off to when you duck out on me?!” Vas was going to wreak terrible vengeance. Starting with Trick!

“What? No. Not usually.” Serena told him. “Mostly.”

“You, wait here.” Vas said flatly unzipng his leather jacket and passing it to Serena. He didn’t want to get blood on it.

“Wait!” Serena said. “Don’t do that to Nikka. Look, he’s being nice to her, he hasn’t gotten hansy at all.”

“Did he get handsy with you?” Vas said though gritted teeth.

“No.” Serena said, her shoulders slumping. “He didn't even try.”

“Good. Otherwise, I’d have to cut his hands off.” Vas said grumpily. Watching on like a disgruntled dog.

“One hand,” Serena said matter-of-fact. “We agreed on one.”

“No, we agree I would only break fingers on one hand. Nothing about loping offending, wandering, gropey, inappropriate, hands off.” Vas reminded.

“Looks like he gave her his contacts,” Serena said as Nikka and Trick tapped phones.

Nikka cheeks were pink as she smiled, whatever she was saying to Trick couldn’t be heard over the heavy beat of the music. So when she finally wanted back to Vas and Serena she was dancing on could.

“He’s so cool!” Nikka practically sang when she got back to Serena. “He gave me his number? Can you believe it!”

Serena squealed, and hugged Nikka, celebrating her win. “Trick doesn’t give anyone his number. He must really like like you!”

“Really? I mean, he is way nicer than I thought he would be it was such a pleasant surprise!” Nikka admitted feeling like she could fly. Which she was very mindful of so she didn’t actually fly up off the ground. She was not going to have the family uproot and move again!

“You gotta wait two days, then call him.” Serena decided.

“Really?” Nikka said taking the advice seriously. This was Serena’s stomping grounds and she clearly knew what she was doing.

“You don’t wanna look like you don’t have other options,” Serena told her, looping her arm in Nikka’s.

“To be fair I really don't have other options. But you're right he doesn't need to know that.” Nikka said thoughtfully.

Vas made a comment but it was drowned out by the music.

The night pressed on with dancing, a few booth games and either a very late dinner or very early breakfast fast. Givin how late it was Vas though it best for them to walk Nikka home.

The sun was just turning the sky gray when she crept quietly back into the condo.

“Did you have fun?” Nike asked sleepily, keeping her voice down. She and Bishop crashed on the couch, and she didn’t want to wake him up.

“Omg yes …” Nikka squeaked quietly. “... Serena and I hung out all night!” She adds trying to keep her voice low. “Deets tomorrow?” Nikka offered yawning.

“Go sleep!” Nike whispered, cuddling back against Bishop.”See you at lunch.”

Nikka yawned again, the rush of the night wearing off. She gave a nod and went to watch herself up. She was caked in sweat makeup and Rave.