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Though she wouldn't admit it, Tre had actually forgotten about her promise to meet the young man from the planetarium. It wasn't until she had gotten home and was taking off her uniform vest when she felt the pamphlet in her pocket. She looked at it, and immediately felt terrible that it had slipped her mind. She should have been flustered and twiterpated all DAY! ... Right? Well, perhaps the butterflies in her stomach now would make up for it.

"Mroooooow?" Trecia's room mate and pet cat, Boxcar, rubbed against her leg.

"Oh Boxy! I have a date tonight!" She picked up the white feline and spun him around once before hugging him. Boxcar didn't like the spin and scrambled away when she hugged him. She giggled giddily as she dropped her uniform pieces on the way to the shower.

Casual. Casual... She didn't want to look TOO casual. Tank tops were out. But how formal should she go? A blouse? A dress? She ruffled the towel through her hair again as she looked through her wardrobe. She finally decided a Tshirt and skinny jeans were casual enough. When she arrived at the arcade, she was in a white Tshirt with a black graphic of a fist, a red sweater casually tossed over her shoulders, and dark blue jeans hugging her hips. She wore black slip-on sneakers since they were easy to grab as she made a mad dash out the door. A final check in her mirror, making sure her lip gloss wasn't sloppy, wasn't too pink. Her eyeshadow was light enough to not be noticed, but still catch the light. Yes, she was ready for a date.

Now all she had to do was find her date.

When he greeted her, she was about to ask if he'd been waiting long, but he distracted her with a gesture to the games. "Ah, yeah! But I warn you, I haven't touched a video game since I moved out here." Of course, having 5 brothers back home, she had her fair share of game time. But none of them were arcade games like this.

"Can we start with something easy?" Tre asked, pointing to an air hockey table. She tried to discreetly check out Simon while they walked. Maybe she had over dressed. Ripped jeans? Hm... No, no. She was casual. And she was comfortable.

Trecia couldn't help the snort of laughter that tried to escape. When he bowed, his hair wiggled in the breeze from the table. But then it was game time. As promised, Simon started out easy. Trecia was getting the hang of it and got the first point. But then she lost the next two. Oh, it was on. She began trying harder, concentrating on the game. A point to her! The last round. The final point. she had her game face on- which meant her tongue was peeking out of her lips as she focused, her blue eyes narrowing as she concentrated on the game.

They had a great volley gong back and forth for a while. Neither one of them were scoring the sacred final point. Tre put all her force behind this next hit. She would win for sure!

Or... the puck would bounce off the table and slide under a racing game.

Which it did.

She blushed when he actually went and looked for the puck. She set the mallet down and half jogged over to him. Mostly, she was leaving the scene of the crime. "Ah, I don't know. What game do you want to do?" She was afraid she'd pick lame, boring games and he'd not be interested. It wasn't like she was going to play that girly pony racing game. Puh-leeze.

She hadn't realized that she'd taken his arm and started walking. She just wanted to be away from the game where the puck was now lost. "Maybe something without projectiles..."

The basketball comment warranted him a warning glare, but that faded and Tre's eyes lit up when they reached the dancing game. "OH! We have this back home!" She grinned "I'll go easy on you, ok?" She chuckled, slipping her arm from his. She debated on if she should pay for the game.

Yes, yes she should. Wait, she didn't have quarters. She had to step to the change machine but insisted she pay for at least SOME of the games. This was, after all, a casual date. He cold take her out proper next time.

Next time? Whoa, getting ahead of herself there.

"I'll let you pick the song."

Tre set herself for hard mode If nothing else, making it more difficult for herself would give him a chance to do better, right? Of course the song he picked would have to be a fast one. Tre held back a groan as it started. The colorful arrows were scrolling up her screen near twice as fast as they were up Simon's, but she was good enough to hit most of them. She had a good chain going before she flubbed, then flubbed again, got her groove back, and flubbed at the end. But now she was breathing hard. Though fast, that song was long.

Trecia brushed some hair from her face when the song had ended. She was breathing hard and ever so delicately wiped her brow with the back of her hand. "Oh?" she placed her hand on her hip. "Switch pads, hm? Then we should totally set it for the same difficulty. How about we do insanity mode?" She figured it was a hard enough mode they would both be flailing like fish on the dance floor.

She watched as he picked the song. One of the hardest, catchiest songs possible. "Feeling daring? Or are you just trying to impress me?"

Trecia couldn't help but smile at the answer. Well, time to see how good he was at impressing her. As the next round started, he didn't need to tell her when it was the good part. She already knew. She slid past him as they swapped machines, her back to him though she cast him a sly look over her shoulder. She didn't realize he'd tripped until people started laughing.

The game didn't matter now. She looked to where Simon had landed and hopped off the dance pad and pushed past a couple of kids to kneel beside him. "Are you ok?" she asked, gently running her fingers through his hair. She wanted to make sure he wasn't bleeding or hurt before she laughed at him. It was a pretty epic tumble. "Maybe we should grab a soda." She offered.