Chapter 6
It was a Saturday evening, and to put it frankly, Kara was ecstatic. She had never really had many friends growing up, much less had friends come into her house. Well, she had Winn, but he didn’t count. Okay, he counted, but not like, counted counted. Alongside the fact that Kara was essentially without an abundance of real friends, her sister (someone she counted as her closest friend, as lame as that sounds) was (still) gone for college, meaning Kara had spent many nights and days spending her time alone, left to her own devices.
Knowing Lena for only like two weeks, Kara wasn’t exactly confident in her plan to have her come to her house. Granted “the plan” was literally just asking Lena over text, but Kara got anxious about things like that. What if Lena didn’t actually want to associate with Kara? What if she only felt obligated to because she had unintentionally caused Kara actual bodily harm and now she felt like she felt like she had to say yes to the invite? What if she doesn’t like Chinese food, (which is what Kara intended to order for dinner,)? What if she thought that The Flash was stupid and refused to watch tonight’s episode with Kara? These were thoughts and matters of utmost importance, and all the possibilities were racing through Kara’s now throbbing head when her phone shook with a quick buzz. Kara’s lips tugged up at both ends when she realized that she still had the same contact name for Lena that the other girl had put in for herself.
Lena :): Of course I’ll associate with you. See you soon.
Kara couldn’t help but let out a gust of air. She was genuinely relieved. A throbbing head was traded in for a fluttery stomach, and she pinned it on her nerves.
She checked her watch. 5:04. She checked the window, and was surprised to see that it was unexpectedly dark, with heavy rain pouring down from the sky, coming in at a slant due to the wind. She frowned slightly. Did Lena have a car, or a ride at the very least?
The phone rang twice before someone picked up on the other end.
“Kara? Why are you calling?”
Lena’s voice sounded weak, almost. It dampened Kara’s spirit a little.
“I just wanted to know if you were all set getting here. Do you have a ride or something?” Kara thought she heard the thundering rain just a little too clearly in the background, but it was, after all, very heavy and thunder-y rain.
“Oh, yea. Yea I’m all set. I’m actually almost there. Like maybe 10 minutes away, if that’s cool with you.”
“Oh yea, of course! Yea I’ll be here. Cause this is my house. Which is where I live, so yea, I’ll be here.” Kara almost ended the call right there. She was sure that Lena could feel the heat flushing from Kara’s face through the phone. (She didn’t catch Lena’s laugh, for it was concealed and carried away by the fierce wind,)
“Ok cool, see you soon pal.” The line went silent, and the actual rain outside seemed to hush now that the rain over the phone was gone.
She knew it was only 10 minutes, but every time Kara looked at the clock, it was like the second hand had moved backwards. She busied herself by making her bed, brushing her teeth, eating an apple, and just shuffling around her house in general, and when she glanced at the clock again, she still had an entire 3 minutes to spare. So naturally, she stationed herself at the door, lifting the corner of the curtain so she could peek outside. She was awaiting a gleaming pair of headlights, so when a gleaming pair of green eyes suddenly stared her back in the eyes, she just screamed. She quickly regained her composure though. She knew of only one person with green eyes (unless this wasn’t that one person she knew with green eyes for some odd reason,) so she flung open the door, perhaps just a little too hurriedly, because she ended up smashing the corner of it into her pinky toe, which resulted in Kara (melo)dramatically falling to the floor while Lena gathered the scene before her. Kara, whilst tending to her now throbbing toe, didn’t noticed Lena’s runny nose, her plastered hair, her soaked clothes, and her shivering figure, until she heard a throaty snort from above her.
“Oh my god Lena, you’re soaking wet. But of course you knew that. Why aren’t you standing inside now what the heck?”
“You know, I’d really love to be standing inside, but you’re sort of in my way” Lena replied with friendly sarcasm.
“Oh! I’m so sorry! Here, I’ll mo-FRICK!” Kara had re-stubbed the same pinky toe in her efforts to move out of Lena’s way.
“Woah kid, better watch the language, your parents might hear.”
“My parents aren’t home, and I absolutely have to get you out of those clothes.” (Did Kara even think about 96% of the words that came out of her mouth before she spoke them?)
Through now chattering teeth, Lena laughed.
“Geez Kara, take a girl to dinner first.”
Kara knew that Lena couldn’t feel the butterflies currently going haywire in Kara’s stomach, but she sincerely hoped that she somehow missed the fiery blush that grew across Kara’s cheeks.