Chapter Three. The game between two of the Henley Hurricanes’ top players and Elton and Trent had been running for a set time of twenty minutes

The game between two of the Henley Hurricanes’ top players and Elton and Trent had been running for a set time of twenty minutes. Trent had very quickly gotten her concentration back into why she was there and away from the distraction of Juliet Sullivan. She grunted with satisfaction as she managed to kill off another set of moaning undead and set their score higher than their opponents’. When the final score was tallied, she and Elton had taken a very healthy lead, and she was proud as their scores were the first to be added to the board and the Baydale Reapers were far ahead of the competition. She walked over to congratulate her opponents on a good game played. However, Elton was not as gracious, and instead he played to the audience, building up their cheers.

“He’s such a pain in the ass, ” Dave said as he shook Trent’s hand.

“He knows that this is what the audience likes. We’re not supposed to all get along and be friends outside the arena.” Trent shook her head at his antics. “I told you to come work at our shop and not go to the other branch; that way you’d have been on our team and wouldn’t have to put up with his showman antics.”

“Your game was excellent today, ” Dave said.

“I had extra stimulus, ” Trent muttered and tried not to look out into the crowd of people to see if Juliet was still watching. She’d never worried before what anyone thought of her playing except for her own team members. She was a little disconcerted to find she was interested to hear what Juliet thought of her win.

“You’re in the racing later? ” Dave eyed her curiously.

“I’ll be dogging your tail all around the track, yes.” She caught Elton’s attention. “Will you stop working the crowd into a frenzy? ”

Elton sauntered over to clasp an arm about Dave’s shoulders. “How about I buy you a drink, loser? ”

“You really think a can of pop is going to stop me from breaking your fingers if you keep goading me? ”

Elton looked over at Trent. “Did you hear that? He threatened actual bodily harm.”

“Leave Dave alone. You’ve had your fun; now play nice with the other boys.”

Elton ruffled Dave’s hair into a mess. “I’ll buy you a beer tonight and you can drown your sorrows in that, okay? ”

Dave began trying to get his hair back into some semblance of neatness. “Two beers.”

Elton nodded. “Two beers and a bag of chips.” He waved him off the stage. “No offense, but he’s such a girl.”

“You’d think you’d be nicer to him, him being your cousin and all.”

Elton wrapped his arm around Trent’s shoulder and led her backstage. “In gaming there is no family except for your buddy beside you in the field of play.” He pulled her back behind the curtain and pushed her against the wall playfully. “So spill, sister. Who got you pulling some fancy tricks while we were playing, because you were either touched by divinity or you were shooting to impress.”

Trent knew she couldn’t keep anything from him so yanked him back with her to peek through the curtain. “Second tier, fourth row.”

Elton’s jaw dropped with comical speed. “Oh my God. She’s beautiful.” His words whispered out like a prayer. “And damn you for seeing her first! ” he said, not moving from between the curtains. “God can’t be that cruel could he? To make such a gorgeous woman, one so obviously meant for me and have her fall for you instead? ”

Trent stuck her head beside his out the curtain and realized what and who he was salivating over. “The Goth chick is all yours, Elton. She’s already asked me to introduce you to her. I’m talking about the blonde next to her.”

Elton shifted his gaze and looked where Trent was indicating. “Wow, she’s pretty damn hot too. If you like blondes with big—”

“Elton! Eyes up! ” Trent growled.

“I didn’t think your tastes ran to the darker femmes of the Gothic bent. But I swear, that woman beside your ray of light is a vision of dark beauty.”

“That’s Monica.”

Elton rolled the name around on his tongue. “Mon…i…ca, even her name is a benediction.”

“Try not to drool on your robes there, Reaper.”

Elton closed the curtain swiftly. “You’ll introduce me, right? ”

Trent nodded.

“No, I mean now, right this second.” He began straightening his robe.

“Elton, we have another match in a few minutes. We don’t have time for you to go meet and greet.”

Elton pouted, which given his face paint, was not a good look for the angel of death. “But you’ve showed her to me now, ” he whined.

“And you can get up close and personal with her after the matches, but for now we need to have your concentration on the games and not on Morticia Addams out there.”

Elton sighed dreamily. “She does have a little Carolyn Jones going on around the cheekbones, doesn’t she? Then there’s all that black hair, the pale face, those black lined eyes…”

Trent snorted. “She’s actually wearing less makeup than you at the moment.”

Elton put a hand to his cheek. “I need to go make sure nothing has run. I can’t meet her with my Reaper guise anything less than perfect.” He disappeared into the men’s room.

“Great, now neither of us is thinking about the games.”

Juliet handed Monica a can and waited while Monica tried to pull the ring tab without damaging her false nails. Juliet rolled her eyes at her and retrieved the can to pop the tab.

“You’re a high-maintenance date, ” she grumbled good-naturedly.

“But you love me anyway.” Monica’s attention was drawn to the stage where the next game was being set up. Juliet followed her line of vision. Trent, minus her flowing robe, was standing with her arms folded talking to an official. Juliet enjoyed the fact she could study Trent without censure. Dressed in blue jeans and a T-shirt bearing the face of a gaming character even Juliet recognized, Trent was stunning. She towered over the man she was talking to, her body solid and powerful, yet now that she was out of the shapeless robe Juliet could see the subtle curve of her breasts. Juliet’s palms itched and she absently wiped them on her thighs. Trent’s face was unashamedly masculine, but her smile broke up what could have been a moody countenance. Trent suddenly laughed at something the official had said, head thrown back and her face wreathed in delight. Juliet’s heart clenched at the sight.

“If you continue to look at her like that she’s liable to burst into flames, ” Monica said softly. She took a sip from her can and added, “Either that or you will.”

Juliet reached for her own drink and took a long swallow from it.

“I know you normally like the more butch lesbian, but this one is not your average butch, me thinks.”

“Why do you say that? ”

“You usually go out with tomboys, girls who would cream themselves to be as big and bad as that one looks. She’s not playing. She’s the real deal.”

Trent walked off the stage and headed to the back of the hall. “This one is so different, she doesn’t seem to pretend to be something she isn’t. And she cares. She walked Kayleigh all the way home yesterday. She didn’t need to do that.”

“She’s a geek. She plays with boys on games where they shoot aliens and zombies. None of your previous dates would have been seen dead doing such things.”

Juliet acknowledged that and tried not to crane her neck to see where Trent had disappeared to. The hall seemed strangely empty with her off the stage.

Monica leaned closer to Juliet when Trent reappeared to take her seat at a console beside Elton. “Other than her looks and how she eats you alive with her eyes, what makes you think she’s a lesbian? ”

“My sister told me.”

Monica snorted at her. “Is there nothing that kid can’t find out? ” She leaned back in her chair and regarded Juliet. “So are you going to see if this woman can put down her toys long enough to play with you? ”

Juliet drained the remaining pop from her can to delay her reply. She was saved from answering by Kayleigh’s exuberant return.

“Jules! Trent’s going to play next and I can watch this one. She came and got me especially.” Kayleigh flung herself into her seat and then leaned forward over the railing.

Juliet reached over to run her hand through Kayleigh’s hair. “You having fun, kid? ”

Kayleigh’s eyes were sparkling. “This is the best day ever! ”

“And how about you? ” she asked Monica.

Monica shrugged. “Ask me after I’ve met Reaper Boy.” She then cast a sly eye at Juliet. “But I’m really glad I came, if only to watch you fall under the same spell your sister obviously is where that woman is concerned.”

Trent tuned out Elton’s repetitive grunting as he guided his car around the track ahead of their competitors. His lead was virtually untouchable. Trent was driving to secure second place and bring the race home for the Baydale Reapers. Her concentration was totally fixed on the screen before her to the exclusion of the crowd behind her, the two men seated at the screens opposite, and her best friend beside her. Focused on the road before her, she felt the rumble from the control pad as she took a corner wide and the gravel crunched beneath her wheels. Her eyes were fixed on the car ahead of her, a rival who was confident the game was his. His erratic driving across the track was to keep Trent from overtaking him. Trent bided her time. She had driven this track so many times that she knew every curve and line like a lover. She ignored the man’s taunting voice that she could just hear over the partition, having long since turned off the headset so she wouldn’t have to listen to his blow-by-blow account of his superior driving skills in her ear. When his car hit the blind curve too fast because of his showboating, Trent pulled past his fiercely spinning vehicle and sped forward to a comfortable victory. Elton cheered and the audience erupted as her second place behind her teammate was broadcast around the room. The slap of a hand on her shoulder brought her back to her seat and she looked up to see Elton’s victorious face. She looked over at the losing team. Only Dave put his hand out over the tables to congratulate them. The other player had thrown down his headset and stormed off the stage.

“Your new teammate plays dirty, ” Elton said to his cousin.

“And that is why he fails, ” Trent said in her best Jedi Master voice. She shook Dave’s hand. “Nice driving, Dave. Pity you got pushed off the track by your own man so early in the game.”

Dave’s disappointment was obvious. “He won’t try that trick again. You two are amazing, though.”

“I’ve had a lot of practice chasing after this guy.” She patted Elton’s shoulder as she eased herself out of her chair and looked over to where she could hear a small voice shouting her name above the row. Trent nudged Elton who was also looking in that direction. “If we win the tournament today, what say we take the ladies out with us to celebrate? ” She surprised herself with the wager. She usually kept gaming and girls entirely separate. I’m doing this for Elton, so he can meet Monica, she told herself.

Elton’s eyes were transfixed on Monica, who easily stood out from the rest of the crowd. “No pressure, then.”

“You want the girl to be impressed, we had better frag the ass off Mick’s team for the finale.”

“Bring him and his team on.”

Trent stepped down off the stage. Elton’s voice made her turn around.

“Hey, where are you going? We have our last match soon. We should talk strategy and game play and—”

“We kick their asses. Enough said.” Trent walked away. “I just have someone to see first.”

“You two totally beat him! ” Kayleigh said, her excitement lighting up her face.

Trent enjoyed her infectious glee. “He was a careless driver. He deserved to wipe out and lose.”

“He was a bad loser too. He stomped off the stage like a five-year-old.”

“I think he’ll have to get used to that if that’s how he wants to play. I think his teammates might have a few words with him about his conduct. We don’t like bad sports.” Trent tried to be nonchalant about looking over at Juliet. She couldn’t control the shock of pleasure that ran through her body when she met the bold eyes staring back at her. “I’m going to see how badly your sister can beat me at Wii bowling before I have to finish the last game of the day. Is that okay with you? ” She glanced over at Monica, curious to know her connection to Juliet. “Elton, Chris, Eddie, and I are going up against the first placed team, which should be decided at the end of this game now starting.”

“The Baydale Reapers have ruled the scoreboard all day, ” Kayleigh said seriously.

Trent was proud of that fact. “That we have, but our last game is against the top players of the second place team. I have half an hour before that game starts. The other teams are still playing, but I thought you and I could go get some time in together before I have to leave you in there because the next match is seriously for adults only.”

Kayleigh sighed. “Shooting again.”

Trent nodded. “I know it sucks, but age restrictions are in place for a reason. For now, though, I’m in the mood for some fun before I have to shoot aliens. You up for it? ”

Kayleigh was out of her seat in a flash.

Trent addressed Juliet. “After the last competition the Baydale Reapers will all go out to celebrate or commiserate with pizza. We were wondering if you three would care to join us? ”

Kayleigh looked imploringly at Juliet. “Can we? ”

“I promise we won’t keep anyone out late. We just eat, then go home. And it’s a family restaurant so we’ll be on our best behavior. I promise.”

Juliet looked at Kayleigh’s expectant face. “You’re well in the lead already. I’d say your victory was pretty complete.”

“We’ve played well, but this final match is the signature of the whole competition. If we lose this, we lose status points. But either way, win or lose, we have a pizza party after.” Trent eyed Juliet. “So you’ll come with me? ” Juliet’s eyes widened and she hastily added, “And the rest of the team? ”

“Please, Jules, I want to see Elton and meet the rest of the Reapers. There’s another girl on the team I want to meet, ” Kayleigh said.

Juliet looked over her shoulder at Monica, who nodded her assent. “Count us in and thank you for the invitation.”

Trent helped Kayleigh down the step and then looked back at Juliet. “Are you going to join us now? ”

Juliet once again turned to Monica, who shooed her away. “Go be with your sister. I want to see what this flag thing is these guys are chasing after. I know the Reapers are in the lead, but I’m sure the extra points the members of your team bring in will all help to elevate you to the dizzy heights of unequalled victory.”

The large screen displayed a “Capture the Flag” game going on with two of Trent’s teammates against another team. “You’re watching two of our youngest members, but both Rick and Zoe are excellent players.”

Kayleigh tugged at Trent’s sleeve until she bent to hear what Kayleigh wanted to whisper to her. “This is yet another shooting match I shouldn’t be seeing, isn’t it? ”

Trent nodded and whispered back. “Don’t worry. When you’re old enough you can learn how to play these games too.”

“But you’re going to play with me now? ”

“Well, I’m told you’re a dedicated gamer. I only play with that kind of person.”

“I’m very dedicated, ” Kayleigh said. She shyly shifted her hand into Trent’s and squeezed. “Let’s go play.”

Trent tried not to jump at the feel of someone’s hand in hers. She was even more surprised when Juliet put her own hand on Trent’s arm.

“So come on, then. Show me this world you both are so keen to inhabit.”

“Have you never played a game, Juliet? ” Trent asked, letting Kayleigh lead them back into the children’s area.

“Not properly, ” Juliet said. “I don’t ever seem to have time these days.”

Trent shook Kayleigh’s hand in her own. “I think you need to show your sister how we do things, squirt.”

Kayleigh pulled away from Trent’s grasp to go gather up controllers for a game that was free from players. “I think she’d rather you show her, Trent.”

Trent was intrigued by the rosy hue that suddenly heated Juliet’s cheeks.

“Out of the mouths of babes, ” Juliet said. She reached for the controller that Kayleigh held out to her. “Come on then, either one of you, show me how to play.” She flipped the controller over in her hand, testing its weight. “And don’t come crying to me if I manage to beat you.”

Trent liked the determined set of Juliet’s face. “Oh, I do so love a challenge.”