Who: Sarah and Toby What: Having the house to themselves (OHHLALA) Where: Sarah's house When: Thursday evening Rating: PG Status: Complete
Sarah wasn't entirely sure where her head was at. She was excited that Toby was coming over, a little giddy and slightly nervous about the fact that they would be at her house all alone, and in a state akin to panic about the fact that he was apparently, according to her aunt, a mutant walking into the house of two of the most fervent anti-mutant protestors in Brooklyn.
She was trying to focus on the first of these as she clipped her hair into place, giving herself one last once over in the mirror. She looked nice, she decided, in the flowy skirt and top, so if somehow everything went to hell and back, at least she'd look half decent running for the hills.
"Breathe, Sarah," she instructed herself, bracing herself on the bathroom counter with both hands and ducking her head. "You don't even know if it's true yet." Okay, so she could think of absolutely no reason why her aunt would have lied about it, and the odds of there being another Toby Silverman around the same age were slim to none, but Sarah had to have something to hold on to. Dating someone Jewish would have been hard enough for her parents to deal with, but a Jewish mutant? Her parents probably had the name of every mutant in the entire state. They'd never be able to meet him, and sooner or later, Toby would figure out exactly who her parents were and how horrible they'd been about the entire thing and-
The doorbell rang, and Sarah nearly jumped out of her skin.
"Coming!" she shouted, forcing herself to stand up right and look calm and collected. George Bleeping Washington. Shaking her head, she hurried down the stairs and paused briefly outside the front door to take a deep breath and paste a smile on, before tugging the door open.
The sight of him had her weak smile transforming into a perfectly legitimate one, and she moved forward to hug him with more enthusiasm than she'd planned on. "Hi," she breathed into his shoulder, before pulling back and moving to let him inside.