Sighing heavily, Daphne trudged down the large staircase, her bag dragging on the floor. It had been three months since they ad solved the mystery for the Wilsons, which meant three months since the fall out with the gang. She didn't mean for it to turn out this way, she just thought she needed some time out from the drama each mystery seemed to carry, but it obviously hadn't gone down too well. Shaggy and Velma still spoke to her, even if they were a little off, and Scooby was just as happy as always to see her, but Fred...Fred was different. Things had gone terribly between them and when they were in the same room, the tension was unmistakeable. They both seemed to be as bad as one an other when it came down to it, neither one of them wanting to be the first to apologise or show any sign of weakness; they were both too stubborn for that.

Now, as Daphne trudged down the stairs, she listened to her parents happily catting in the dining room, laughing and joking and acting like newly weds once again. Daphne, having experience with things like this, noted that they had been like this since she stopped spending as much time with the gang, it was making them a lot more carefree and less controlling. It made Daphne smile seeing them like this, getting on so well and hardly ever complaining about anything, it almost made up for the damage she suffered to her social life. They had definitely been much more lenient with her than before, and they adored Jonathan.

With a small smile lingering on her lips, Daphne wandered into the dining room, sitting down at the table to a waiting slice of toast and a glass of fresh orange juice. Absent mindedly taking a bite of her toast, she looked across the table at her parents, who were sat as close as they could get, her Father's hand gently resting atop her Mothers as they smiled lovingly at each other. Lost in her own little world, Daphne was only brought back to her senses by a car beeping outside, "Oh!" She exclaimed, "Jonathan's here!"

Glancing at her, Mrs. Blake smiled warmly, "Have a nice day sweetie."

Simply smiling in response, Daphne bounded out of the large front doors and hopped into the passenger seat of Jonathan's red sports car. "Morning Daph." He greeted, leaning in to kiss her lightly on the cheek.

Blushing a little, she found herself smiling foolishly, "Morning Johnny."

Grinning at her, he pulled out of the driveway and set off to school, occasionally turning to look at the beautiful red head beside him. They reached the school after about 20 minutes of driving and just generally chatting about nonsense that they both found hilarious, and stepped out of of the car. Flicking her hair over one shoulder, Daphne smiled as she felt Jonathan's arm snake around her waist and pull her in closer to him.

They were early, as usual, and it seemed to be a pleasant day, so the pair strolled over to a bench in the garden area of the school. It wasn't a big area, just a small park like square with a few benches, trees and a fountain in the centre, but it had gradually become one of the couples favourite places. Resting her head on Jonathan's chest, Daphne sighed contently and wrapped her arm around is back. The two of them didn't need to speak all the time when they were together, just each others company was enough as they sat in the morning sun, the breeze picking up around their ankles. Then something caught Daphne's attention.

A car door slammed shut, well, actually, it was a van door. Blinking to clear the colourful dots the dun had left n her eyes, Daphne focused on the source of the noise, her lips curling up in disgust as she did so. Sauntering out of the Mystery Machine, Fred had two girls, one on either side, with an arm around each of them. She recognised the two as girls in a few of her classes, but she couldn't quite think of their names, the same problem Fred probably had with them. Feeling a tingle of jealousy run through her veins, she closed her eyes and cuddled in closer to Jonathan, savouring the fact that she had him all to herself. She couldn't help but notice how Fred ad been acting since the argument, he seemed to have turned back into the jock he ad been when they first met; egocentric and basically just a jerk. He'd taken multiple girls on dates, but tats all it was to him, a date. Daphne had often wondered if he's been trying to make her jealous, but she put that down to wishful thinking.

Glancing at the watch on Jonathan's wrist, she sat up, stretching as he smirked at her, "What?" She quizzed.

"Fred." He said simply, grinning as he watched her furrow her brow in confusion.

"What about him?" She asked standing up.

Still smirking, he stood up and gripped her around the waist, pulling her into him, "He thinks he's so cool with all of these girls." He paused, still watching her stare at him, "But I have the best one right here." He finished, pressing his lips gently to hers.

He could feel her grin as he kissed her, keeping his eyes open to watch the soft pink in her cheeks grow a little darker as her eyelashes fluttered. Breaking apart, Daphne looked at the ground, her cheeks still red, "You're so cheesy." She mocked before gripping his hand and leading him towards the school entrance.

Red herring stood at is locker, grinning mischievously as he watched Velma walking down the corridor. He was leaning against the lockers, grinning at his two friends as the small girl hurried down the hall. Sniggering, he stuck out his foot and tripped her up, snorting with laughter as her glasses flew across the floor. "Whoops."

"My glasses!" Velma moaned, patting the floor in front of her, "I can't see a thing!"

Still laughing, Red picked up the thick framed glasses from the ground, "Oh gee Velma, I have no idea where they are."

Squinting, she continued to fumble around on the floor, "Please Red I really need them." Velma pleaded.

"Hmm, what do you say guys, shall we give dorky Dinkley her glasses back?" Red asked the two thugs stood with him.

"No!" The chorused, laughing cruelly at her.

A sly smile oh his face, Red bent down and put his arm around Velma's shoulders, "Aww wells that's not nice guys." He said softly, causing Velma to stiffen in his arms, "I think we should give them her back, you know, for some information."

"Like what?" Velma asked, standing up with Red as she reached up for the glasses her held above her head.

"How's your fit mate doing?" He chuckled.

"What?" Velma mumbled, jumping for her glasses.

"You know, Daphne, how is she these days." he grinned.

Jumping again, Velma grunted, "Fine."

"Good..." Red smiled, "And what size would you say her boobs are?" He suddenly sneered, pushing Velma back down as she tried to jump again.

Gasping, Velma stared at the blurry Red herring in awe, "What?"

"Come on, you're her best friend, you gotta know." He laughed, causing the two boys with him to cheer and whistle idiotically.

"Like, Give her glasses back, man." Shaggy croaked from the end of the corridor.

All attention turned to the lanky boy as Red gritted his teeth. Shaggy looked scared to death as he confronted them, but he felt he had to, considering how they were treating Velma, and how personal the things they were asking. "Like hey, It's Rodgers." One of the goons laughed.

"Yeah Red, let get him instead!" The other added.

Smiling cruelly, he dropped Velma's glasses, "Alright guys, we can catch up wit Dinkley later." He said before running down the hall after Shaggy."

Listening to them run away, Velma resumed searching for her glasses when she heard another set of footsteps. Groaning, she felt her glasses and picked them up, only to find they had been smashed. "Oh jinkies..." She muttered.

"Velma!" A female voice suddenly cried out, "What happened!"

Recognising the voice as Daphne's, Velma looked up at the orange and purple blur, "Oh hey Daph," she mumbled, seeing a darker figure behind her and guessing it was Jonathan, "Red broke my glasses." She finished, holding out the broken spectacles.

"Oh..." Daphne whined as she guided Velma to her feet.

"Don't worry, I have another pair in my lockers, I'm more worried about Shaggy." She blabbered quickly.

Eyes widening, Daphne looked from Velma to Jonathan, "How come Velms?"

"They cased him off when he tried to help me, probably still chasing him now." She sighed.

"Which way?" Jonathan asked, clenching his fists.

Pointing to the end of the corridor, Velma squinted at him, "That way." She said, and before she knew it, he was off running the same way Red and his goons chased Shaggy.

Looking down at Velma, Daphne smiled softly, "Come on Velma, we'll go get your other pair of glasses."

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