Ian tried not to choke to death on his cappuccino as Amy sat in the oak table three spots behind him. As he was hoping that Amy wouldn’t notice him so he could think of something to say, Amy looked up.

“ Uh… I-I-ian?” She stuttered.

Ian slowly turned around.

“Amy.” Ian purred.

She stared blankly at him. Her mouth slightly agape, and her eyes wide, with her head a little bit lopsided she looked terrified. She swallowed– hard.

Ian got up with his cappuccino and slinked over to Amy’s table. She stared at his chair he was pulling out. Her wide jade eyes weren’t blinking as much as normal.

Cute. Ian thought as he took in Amy’s current appearance.

Amy was absolutely terrified. She figured that once Ian came over to sit down at her poor, poor, Ian-germ-infested-table, there would be no stopping him. Part of her was in a dream cloud, very happy that he had come over, but the sad majority of her was trying to find away out of this situation no human being should ever have to face.

“W-w-what do you w-w-w-want I-ian?” She asked, hating her stuttering more and more.

Ian smiled at her.

Gosh, he could be so… so… handsome… I didn’t just think that, Amy thought to herself.

“Well, love–“

“Don’t. Call. Me. ‘Love’” She said through clenched teeth to stop herself from shivering even though she wasn’t cold.

He smiled again.

“Alright Amy,” He said, sitting down. “ seeing that you want get along with me, I’ll just sit here. Until we can of course.” He added with a flick of his arched eye brow.

Amy blinked.

“O-o-ok…”

They sat there for twenty minutes like that. Not saying a word. Finally, Ian broke the silence.

“I don’t know if your branch told you already, but,” He paused for effect. “the Carnival was canceled. You knew that correct?”

“ No. I didn’t.” She said, surprised she didn’t stutter.

He noticed. Was just a trick of the light? Or were his eyes actually brimming with hope? Amy thought to herself. Of course not. Why would they?

“ Oh, well. Your branch will probably tell you sooner or later, but saying that were both right here, I might as well tell you know. The Carnival is going to be replaced with a ball. At my house.”

“Oh.” She said.

They sat in silence for a little while longer.

“Amy? I, I have to ask you something.” He said in his silky British accent.

She took her time looking up.

“What is it Ian?” She whispered.

“If I asked you to–“ Ian was cut off by the sound Amy’s cell phone.

“Yes, what? No. I’m at– Who am I with? Really Fiske Cahill? Is that necessary? Fine I’ll tell you. I’m with Ian Kabra. No. He didn’t try to kill me . Yet." She added with a quick look at Ian who was silently listening in on there conversation. “ Yes Fiske. Really Fiske? Are you kidding Fiske? Are you insane Fiske? No he hasn’t tried to kill me, I told you that already. Alright. I’ll see you then. 2:30. At, at what? Who meets at Big Ben? Are you kidding me? That’s crazy. Fine! I’ll see you there Fiske. FISKE FOR THE LAST TIME. I. AM. NOT. BEING. KILLED. BY. COBRA!” She yelled. “ Kabra whichever. Alright Fiske see you soon. I’m hanging up now… Bye!”

Ian had one eye brow raised higher then the other.

“Well. That was interesting. I’ve gotta go.” She said grabbing her bags.

“ See you?” Ian asked.

“Maybe, Ian. Maybe.”

At least that was nicer then no.

He’d done it. He’d finally got a maybe out of Amy Cahil. This was working brilantly. Now if only he could get her to go to the ball… later. As he rode home, he remembered hearing Amy say something about meeting a Fiske Cahil at 2:30 at Big Ben. He quickly got out his laptop and searched for every living Fiske Cahil there was in London.

This was going to take a very long time.

And hour later, Ian realized that if he was going to see Amy and this man, he’d better go.

On the ride to the clock tower, Ian prepared himself for disappointment. This could possibly end very badly he told himself. Slowly, he rode to what he thought would be the most tragic thing in his life.

I’m SOOOOOOOOO Sorry for not updating in like forever but… HW IN 7TH GRADE IS A LOT. I’m sorry!! Thank you for the people who inspired me and yeah…. You guys are awesome!!!

Update on In Too Deep.

There isn’t ANY describing it. I LOVE IT!!!!!!!!!! Ian 3 Amy!!!!! Yeah!!!!! FINALLY Ian. And it took his MOTHER to get it through to Amy and she STILL doesn’t believe it. WE GET TO FIND OUT THEIR BRANCH SOON!! AGHHH!!!!!!! They better :

1. MADRIGALS. Period.

2. Lucians. An exception.

3. Ekats. A HUGE exception.

Anything else and I track down the guy who wrote it and use my ninja powers to chuck him off Everest. Aren’t I peaceful?? That’s were my awesome avatar comes from……… You guys can all see the connection? Good! Who couldn’t??