A/N: So, thanks for all the kind reviews and warm support. I really appreciate it, and I'm trying my best to juggle all these stories. For Wildcard...I'm working on it, I swear. I gotta get my beta involved or it will not survive. This chapter is mostly a filler, so I apologize if it sucks... Enjoy.
Chapter Eight:
"Who's the british beefcake?" Carina asked, sipping her drink with a lazy grin. Bryce was seated beside her at their usual lunch table, eyeing her amusedly.
"I don't know...he's been hot on Sarah's ass all day though...do they have a thing?" he rose a brow.
"Like Walker wouldn't tell me?" Carina scoffed at the idea, shaking her head.
"Actually, guys, she's on welcoming committee." Chuck butted in, smiling as he took a seat across from them.
"Makes sense. I figured you two were going out." Bryce nodded.
"Actually..." Chuck shook his head.
"You're not?" Bryce seemed apologetic for embarassing him.
"He's asking her tonight." Carina seemed to decide for herself, grinning yet again.
"I am?" Chuck seemed surprised to hear the news himself.
"Yeah. Ask her out formally...something nice." Bryce tried.
"Don't be boring! Take her clubbing." Carina smirked.
"Actually..." Chuck glanced at his watch. "I think I've got a better idea."
Rolling her eyes, Carina sighed. "Guys are so naive...they never listen. "
Bryce laughed. "Don't mind her, just make sure whatever you do...do it well."
"Do what well?" Sarah asked, sitting over with a sigh as she set her bag down.
"Uh...nothing. Where's the beefcake?"
"The what?" Sarah scrunched her nose in confusion. "You really have to be more clear."
"MI6?" Carina tried, joking.
"Oh...Cole." Sarah got it finally.
Chuck watched, but Sarah knew better than that. He knew, she could guard her emotions and thoughts from him quite well.
"Bathroom. I got him to mingle with the football team." she replied.
"He's like a male model." Carina gushed, smirking.
"He's alright..." Sarah shrugged, feeling suddenly uncomfortable. How was she supposed to feel? Were she and Chuck an item? Was Chuck even listening?
"What am I?" Bryce feigned a hurt expression.
"Oh, grow up." Carina smirked, glancing up at him mischeviously.
"Make me." Bryce's eyes glittered with the same look.
"Aww, you guys are disgusting!" Sarah pushed her tray aside distastefully.
Chuck laughed, rising as the bell rang.
"Sarah..." Chuck began, eyes meeting hers in an awkward stare.
"Yeah, Chuck?" She smiled.
"Oh...nevermind." He quickly turned and hurried away.
Sarah sighed, picking up her bag. What was up?
-0-
"Chuck, aren't you catching a ride with me?" Sarah asked as she saw him heading towards the sidewalk after school.
"I was actually going uh...elsewhere today, so I didn't want to burden you." Chuck gave her a smile.
Sarah sighed. "Look, if this was about-" She froze as she felt a hand on her shoulder.
"Hey Sarah." Sam, her brother, had finally returned. He was clad in his football outfit, and looked basically as good as Sarah, only in male form. "Miss me?"
"Sam..." Sarah rolled her eyes.
"Let's get home, I'm starved!" He complained with a lazy grin. He and Carina were too much alike sometimes.
"Let me just finish talking to..." Sarah trailed off as she turned, seeing the space where Chuck was standing, now completely vacant.
"To who?" Sam squinted. "You crazy?"
"No, no, I..." Sarah sighed, turning.
"Freak." Sam smirked, racing to the porsche. "Can I drive?"
"Hell no." Sarah grinned, getting in.
-0-
"Sarah..." Jack drawled at the table, the family gathered around to eat dinner. "How was school?"
"Oh...pretty good. I was on welcoming committee duty for this new kid, Cole."
"This Cole..." Emma smiled. "Potential boyfriend?"
Jack let out a little cough.
"Uh...no mom. I think he has plans to return to London after this."
"Pity." Emma smiled. "How's Carina? And Chuck?"
"They're all...good." She avoided making eye contact with her father, afraid that he'd know her feelings for him.
"Well...that's not very exciting. How was football camp, honey?" She turned to Sam, who grinned, about to begin.
"I think I'll go get started on pre calc homework." Sarah rose, excusing herself from the table with a sigh.
"You sure?" Jack rose a brow.
"Yeah, heavy load today." Sarah assured them, retreating to the safety and confines of her room.
"Well, that was certainly strange." Jack made a motion to rise and check on her.
"She's a teenager, Jack." Emma smiled. "Let her be."
-0-
"Why do you think this is so important that you had to call?" Sarah asked, talking to Carina on her phone. The night was young, and her homework sat there at her desk, untouched. She just wanted a break from the family chatting.
"No, just...do your damn homework, Miller." She laughed, stopping abrubtly as she heard a gentle tap on her window. "I'll call you back..." Sarah rose a brow, hanging up.
Walking slowly to her window, she pushed the curtains, which revealed a breath taking sight to her. Chuck was dressed in a nice dres shirt and jeans, his hair clean and styled neatly. Eyes shining, he grinned up at her, one story below.
"Chuck?" Sarah breathed, hoping to god her hair was presentable. As always with her, it was.
"May I come up?" He asked, grinning still.
"Oh god...uh, how?" Sarah was blushing. With a wink, Chuck closed his eyes for a moment. Within seconds, he bounded up, gracefully pushing up off the wall, catching her ledge with ease as he swung himself over.
"These are for you." he smiled, handing her a simple boquet of gardenias.
"Chuck..." Sarah grinned, breathing uneven. "How...okay, I...where do I start?"
Chuckling, they kept their voices low, making sure they weren't heard. "Too cliche?" he smiled.
"Are you kidding? Chuck, this is amazing..." Sarah blushed a deep red, setting the flowers on her desk.
"Sorry I was acting all shady earlier today." He admitted. "I wanted this to be special..."
"This?" Sarah smiled back, taking a step towards him.
"This...this is me asking you out on our first official date." Chuck announced, smiling.
"This isn't even the date?" Sarah rose her brow, watching the guy before her admiringly
"I was hoping you'd accept." He smiled, taking a step closer, tucking back a blonde lock of her hair.
"Okay...yes." Sarah grinned, pulling him closer as she pressed his lips to hers, his arms protectively wrapping around her.
"Are you ready to go?" Chuck smiled, feeling the heat rush, his heart racing.
"Go? What do you mean?" Sarah tried to get any information out of him. Glancing at the clock, she saw that it was nine thirty.
"Tell them you're sleeping?" He suggested, knowing Jack would never allow this in a million years.
"Okay..." Sarah nodded, watching him with a deep desire.
Chuck waited as she exited the room, glancing at her pictures. There was no way he wasn't the first guy to have tried. But he wasn't into a physical relationship, not at all. He just simply wanted to be with her.
"Okay...I think they bought it. We've only got a little bit of time though...where are we going, Chuck?" She bit her lip. "How will we get out?"
"Leave that to me, my lady." he grinned, taking her hand.
Leaning against the window ledge, he flashed on some intricate techniques. "Remember...just stay calm." he grinned.
With a leap, he was out the window, Sarah tightly in his hold as they made it down safely and quietly.
"Where are we walking?" Sarah asked unsurely, loving his arm around her.
"No where too far." he grinned, holding her closer as he began to escort her on one of the best nights of her life.
Little did they know, they were being watched.
A/N: Sorry for the short length, but it's out. Thanks a million for reading and reviewing, you guys rock. As always, have a great one guys.
-LLC