Look at the Stars

Storm let out a small combination of a laugh and a sigh at the blonde’s words, a small flush coming back to his cheeks as he realized how geeky he might sound at the next words to leave his lips. “Well, uh, sure. If you happen to find studying for a physics thing interesting at all...” The older boy had never felt more comfortable yet nervous around anyone else before. With Daisy, he felt that he could truly be himself with no judgement whatsoever; it was nice, yet freaking terrifying; and he had to keep himself from contemplating what it would be like if he left his guard down for her just this once. How would she react? Sure so far she only ever showed him nothing but kindness but maybe what she saw would change her mind of...whatever it was she thought of him. It was too big of a risk. He was just a space obsessed freak who would just lock himself up in his room and listen to Twenty One Pilots for the rest of the day if he were given the chance. Who, behind closed doors, loved his cat Rocco more than anything else and staying up late after a long study session to watch a documentary on some weird random topic he happened to stumble upon. Who boxed in hopes of keeping his anger management in check, trying to punch away at all the reasons he had to believe he was useless. He was just too rough around the edges. He was too caught up in his own mind to notice that she herself was struggling with the conversation at hand. The Hawaiian boy chewed on his lower lip, mentally scolding himself for letting the room get this bad, embarrassed that Daisy had to see him this way, but listening to her next words, a small smirk began to tug at his lips. “Maybe I should come by to mess it up a bit sometime?” He offered jokingly, letting his mind wander for a moment on how her room must look...it was probably just as soft and pretty as she was...smelling like peaches and vanilla like she always did and-- It wasn’t until she offered to help clean that he was snapped out of his thoughts, immediately turning a way from her as he realized how creepy it would be if she knew what he was just thinking as he stumbled over his words, his blush growing darker. “Uh, n-no. Of course not! You’re a guest...um, c-could I get you anything? Like, water or a sl-slice of pizza?” Stitch took a moment to look the younger girl over at her next statement, not entirely sure how to answer her, since he was more than sure he would probably say the same thing were he in her place. “....For all its worth, ‘just Daisy’ ‘s pretty great to me...” He kept his gaze on the floor, not sure how she would react to the words he couldn’t quite stop from escaping. “Over all I’ve been fine, I guess. How have you been?”

Daisy hadn’t actually expected him the answer the door, considering herself not a very important person to let inside of his home. Perhaps he didn’t even consider her a friend at least not the way she did him. He held a very special place inside of her heart that she didn’t believe anyone would be taking his place in anytime soon. A heavy sigh breathed out of her lungs while her hand pushed some of her blond locks behind her ear. This was one of the first times when she found herself unable to say the proper words that she was looking for but instead stumbling over each syllable. “I-I’m… I’m alright, you know…” The girl shrugged in an attempt to push past her own issues and not concern him with the struggles she was dealing with. “Is that okay? I don’t want to intrude or be in your way or anything.” Everything she said was so unorganized, something that she had never dealt with before. Usually she was so poised and knew exactly what to say yet this situation had left her fumbling for the right thing to say. “How are you doing?” The girl asked softly, entering his room so that her feet were delicately tapping against the ground. “This is a really nice place…” She wasn’t being entirely honest but immediately noticing the bit of a mess that was scattered about which caused her to be concerned for his well being. “I haven’t heard from you in awhile… I was worried you forgot about me.”

It seemed as though he was actually listening to what she was saying, something very few people decided to do. They wrote her off as being stupid just because of her outward appearance. People saw a girl who was a blond, acting major, that wore heels even in gym class, and typically answered anything with a smile. She wasn’t taken very seriously though in fact Daisy knew much more than she was letting on. The girl wasn’t blind to the world around her or what she might have left behind outside the dome, she was trying to make sense of what is real and what’s not, and knowing someone cared enough to listen was more than she could ask for. “Just wait until you do, he’s honestly my best friend… Don’t tell him though, I don’t want him to get too arrogant.” She joked as her shoulder gently shoved him. “Me? Great? Now you’re just being too kind. Thanks though, for trying to make me feel a little less icky.” If there was one thing she could do it was listen to people. She constantly wanted to help those she cared for and be there whenever they needed her. “You can come talk to me anytime, I’m always here to listen.” The girl said as a smile formed on her lips. Their eyes stayed locked for a moment and she let herself relax into the stare before they both found themselves realizing how it must have seemed to the other. “Hm… I guess I could go for pizza, only if it’s got extra cheese though.”

Storm couldn’t help the light flush that took up his face when she called him her best friend, kicking a rock under his feet as she nudged him, hiding a smile. Why did he always find himself blushing around her? It was almost like second nature whenever they were together. He probably looked ridiculous. “Ah, well we wouldn’t want that now would we?” He teased right back. The older boy never felt so at ease yet nervous in another’s company before. Daisy had the weirdest affect on him. When she denied his words, Stitch looked up to face her almost immediately, the intensity in his voice as he spoke even surprising him. “No, don’t give me that. You are one of the coolest, most selfless people I know. And the fact that I don’t even know that many people isn’t the point, alright? You shouldn’t feel icky and the kokami kanapapiki who has ever made you feel that way can just…rot in hell.” At the end of his little speech the brown haired boy felt more embarrassed then ever, not wanting to meet the blonde girl’s gaze. It was nice to have someone else listen to what he had to say. Lilo had been kept pretty busy recently so it was a little hard when he just wanted to have someone to talk to. “Uh-oh, careful. I might just take you up on that offer.” Stitch teased lightly as he gave Daisy a genuine smile. “Alright, tell you what: we can have half with extra cheese and half with meat lovers, cuz’ I need my meat.”

Daisy was a girl that exuded confidence, a trick she’d taught herself. She was able to portray what everyone wanted to see which was a girl that acted as though she had it all together. Although, that was far from the truth. Beneath the stilettos and the soft giggles there was a girl who was disgusted by herself. There was nothing good to see as far as Daisy was concerned but she kept these worries quiet so that no one ever had to know. Then here stood a boy who was blind to how wonderful he was, telling a girl that she was lovely. “Weird? No. Not at all… It’s one of the nicest things anyone’s ever said to me. Thank you.” To be lovely, to be something beautiful to someone else. “You are one of the most amazing people I’ve come to know.” Daisy gently pressed her teeth into her lip as she spoke, her gaze unable to meet his because she knew her confidence would start to waver. He was starting to make her feel like she wanted to open up and she wanted to be honest with him. “That’s okay, I totally understand. You’re here now though and it’s a whole new beginning.” A smile was then offered to him. “That’s just how family works.” Family. A word she hadn’t wanted to dwell on for quite some time. In fact, she tried not to think about it at all. “Are you okay?” She asked while her head tilted to observe the boy and his change of attitude. Her hand gently went up to move his chin so that he was forced to meet her eyes. “I didn’t make you uncomfortable, did I?”

“No, no need to thank me, really. I see what I say.” This all felt so new to the older boy, freely speaking out in such a way was something he never thought he would ever do. Stitch was never good at intimacy; he was terrified of it, even. Sure he would maybe speak to others about some deep topics if they so happened to be brought up but he was careful not to reveal too much about himself when it happened. Even when with Lilo they both would awkwardly move on when things got too mushy. Getting too close to someone would make it harder to move on when they leave like everyone else had. But there was something about Daisy that made him want to take that risk. To not hold back and tell her all that she would let him. Why was that? He found himself smiling sheepishly as she admitted her next words, tugging on his lower lip as he did so. “Uh wow. Now there’s something you don’t hear everyday…at least I don’t. It’s an honor, really. Especially coming from you…” Storm said truthfully, awkwardly coughing out at the end to cover up the slight waver in his voice. When the blonde brought up the dome now being a new beginning he wanted more than anything to believe her. “Well, I hope so. I mean, They put us all in here for a reason, right?” The ravenett returned the girl’s smile with a weak one of his own and a small nod as the topic moved back to family, the painful feeling in his gut quickly returning. “Right, ‘course it is.” Stitch swallowed as Daisy tilted his chin back up to face her, cheek still tingling from where her lips touched just moments ago. “N-no, not at all! It just w-wasn’t expected.”