This is the sixth installment of Light and Shadow. I do not own Code: LYOKO, but the OC's of Eva and Kayla are mine. Please review.
The gang had gathered for lunch, all except for Eva. None of them knew where she was. They noticed that she was coming later to meals and she would sometimes skip lunch. Needless to say that Kayla was not thrilled with Eva not eating. However, Eva did seem to be in a better mood than usual. A few days ago, Sissi started one of her yelling fits and Eva had taken it surprisingly well. And by surprisingly well, not jumping up and shouting back at Sissi.
Eva came into the cafeteria about ten minutes after the others had sat down.
"What is with her?" asked Ulrich.
"Who knows," said Kayla. "As long as she's staying out trouble and not getting hurt, I'm okay with it. Mostly."
Eva joined them. "Hey," she said. She began eating. Noticing that she was being stared at, Eva looked up at the face of her friends. "What?"
"Okay," said Odd. "What have you been up to? You've been sneaking around more than usual."
"Nothing," replied Eva.
"Nothing?" asked Jeremy. "I doubt that. You seem happier somehow."
Eva turned to him. "Would you like me to be a grump?"
"No, no," said Jeremy. "I'm not complaining."
"Ah! I know," said Yumi. "So who is he?"
Eva frowned. "What do you mean?"
"Who is he?" repeated Yumi. "Your boyfriend!"
Eva choked on her food. Kayla was up and giving her the Heimlich before anyone knew what was happening. Eva finally got the bit of food swallowed properly.
"What?" she asked Yumi darkly.
"It has to be," said Yumi. "Why else would you be so secretive about it?"
"She is right," said Aelita. "We do know the darker side of you."
"So have you kissed him yet or what?" asked Yumi.
Ulrich made a sound in his throat. Yumi threw him a dark glance and looked back at Eva.
"There is no boyfriend," Eva said sternly.
"Then what have you been up to?" asked Odd.
"That's my business," said Eva, getting up and leaving, not taking her tray with her.
"That went well," said Jeremy.
"Oh, well," said Odd, reaching over to Eva's abandoned tray. "She'll have to slip up at some point. And then we'll know."
Eva went to the auditorium, passing through the unlocked door that led backstage. There were boxes of costumes and props everywhere. Eva chose a sturdy looking box to sit on.
"Hey!" said a voice.
Eva looked over to it. "Hey, Nicolas."
Nicolas walked over to her and sat down beside her. "What's wrong? You look upset."
"Ah, the others want to know what's going on with me," said Eva.
"So what did you tell them?" asked Nicolas.
"Nothing," replied Eva. "I said I wouldn't."
"You could tell them," Nicolas said. "I just didn't want anything getting back to Sissi. She wouldn't be happy if she found out you were helping me with the play."
Eva nodded slightly. "I know, but Odd can be a bit loose lipped. I don't want him opening his mouth. And as things are, I'm a little nervous about working with you."
Nicolas' eyes widened. "Really? How come?"
"They don't like you very much either," said Eva. "It's mostly because of the Sissi thing."
"Oh." Nicolas looked at his shoes.
"Don't take it to heart," said Eva. "There's more to you than what they know. For someone who comes off looking unintelligent, you really know your stuff about school plays and Shakespeare."
Nicolas smiled. "And for someone who comes off looking like they're from the 'hood, you sure are talented at poetry. Not to mention you're nice."
"Thanks," said Eva.
"So what do you think?" Nicolas asked. "We're doing a Shakespearean. Taming of the Shrew or Othello? Hamlet is a bit too dark. Oh! How about A Midsummer Night's Dream?"
Eva cringed at the title. She hoped that Nicolas took no notice.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
So much for not noticing.
"It's nothing," Eva quickly said.
Nicolas put his hand on her shoulder. Eva kept from wincing. Her shoulder was having a bad day and she was out of ibuprofen.
"It's something," Nicolas said gently. "What is it?"
"That play has a lot of meaning to me," Eva answered slowly. "It's meant to be a farce, but I would like to see it done tastefully."
"Then we'll do it tastefully," said Nicolas. "I won't let Sissi bully me around into making me do something I rather not. After your outburst the other week, I feel like I can stand up to Sissi as well."
"Thank you," said Eva. "That means a lot to me."