"No nature boy, I have no interest in that sort of thing," he laughed, feeling more at ease with AB now. "Well so far we've only decided to call ourselves Rabbit Troop in dedication," he joked. "Maybe you could help us pick out good names."
"Believe what you will chica, everything is totally fine," he spun her around with a big grin. Then he laughed. "Oh Sunny, I love that kid but damn does she have weird taste in guys."
"Rabbit troop forever!" Abernathy yelled. She didn't really care what anyone else thought and she was still riding the high from winning the crown. For a minute she actually forgot she was dancing with Sam and was simply enjoying herself. "I'll have to think it over. Sir Sillyface or something equally embarrassing."
"I'll continue to believe what I know to be the truth," she replied cryptically but she was leavign it there. Any amount of digging could reveal things she just wasn't ready to find. "Seriously. She's a bad boy magnet. How does such a nice girl keep dating so many assholes?"
Sam was having a great time and enjoying her company, it felt like the old times, before things had evolved and changed. "Rabbit paws in! Rabbit ears up!" he agreed enthusiastically.
Sam pulled a little face but let the conversation drop there. "A good question to mob our dear girl with when we can get her away from her brooding companion," he smiled.
"I'll put rescuing Sunny on our to-do list. We've got to save Bobby first." Then Abernathy tilted her head to the side and frowned. The crown tilted with her, secured to her head with some bobby pins she had to borrow after the main ceremony. "I thought you said you were leaving the dance soon. You're not going to have time to mob Sunny if you're gone."
"Right," Sam looked shame-faced at his best friend. He had not only been caught in a lie but it was a lie he had made up so he could dance with AB and force Bobby into dancing with Emilie. "Well... I could always stay longer, I mean... it's not important that I go right now," he tried to cover his tracks. "I just didn't have anything to do and I was going to leave so I looked and saw you..." now that story was getting long and he knew she would probably see right through it.
Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck. "No, no, no, I saw you and Bobby... you know and I thought oh hey, I can go hang out with my best friends and then go home and then we started talking about Sunny and saving you know... the guys and... stuff. I don't have to go." Fuck.
Abernathy couldn't really explain the irrational anger that bubbled up. "Well you could probably spend this time dancing by yourself Sam, because sending Bobby off with the Devlin was pretty fucking shitty." She took her hands away from his body and turned to walk away from him before turning back for one last word. "I don't even get you anymore," she said and turned again to stalk away.
"Wait! AB! Come on, we can go over there right now and take care of it, AB!" he put his hand on her shoulder. "I'm sorry Abernathy," he said quietly so that only she could hear. "It was just... coincidence. I should have waited. I'm an idiot."
She turned at the hand and frowned at him, her lips pursing to the side. "What the hell, Sam?" Honestly. She knew exactly what this was about, but she wanted to push that thought straight out of his mind. Don't fall in love with me. Don't ruin our friendship on the off chance that it might work. I can't lose you. Not over this.
"You really are," she added when he admitted to being an idiot.
"I know," he grinned with all the charm he could muster. He couldn't stop the feeling in his chest, the sick, hurt feeling that she would never feel the same sort of jealousy if he had showed up with a date.
He did well covering it up for once and offered her his arm. "Please," he tried to not sound too desperate. "Help a brother out?" It was a half hearted attempt to smooth the water.
She didn't take the offered arm and offered him a withering look instead. "I don't even see where she dragged him to." Abby peered around the crowd. In the course of their dancing and argument they'd ended up on the edge of the dancing. "He might be a lost cause."
I fucked up. She hates me. "Poor Bobby," he hung his head, honestly feeling sorry that he had abandoned him. He would need to talk to him. "So... do you want to..." abandon me, go dance with someone that deserves a dance with you, have fun, any of the above? He let his arm drop. "I guess I'll just... go... try to find him."
"I'll go this way," she suggested with a gesture of her thumb. She hoped it was clear enough that they were splitting up to search the dance floor and if she saw Sam again tonight she'd certainly chew his ass out.
"'Kay," he sighed trying not to sound disappointed... again. Fuck. "Give me the rabbit troupe call if you find him?" he asked forcing a smile. He wondered how they could go from having fun and dancing to having things be so messed up again.
"Rabbit troop forever," Abernathy replied with the tiniest hint of a smile. She'd forgive him tomorrow. She turned in the direction she pointed and headed off into the crowd looking for Bobby.
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