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Megara wasn't thrilled when she received a text from her dad telling her she'd be having a movie night with her dad, his girlfriend and her son.  To her, he was pretty much just an annoying kid in her grade.  He was rude, a know it all, loud, and most importantly, his mom was trying to replace hers.  

For her dads' sake, she tried to pretend it didn't bug her.  He seemed really happy now that he had found her, but she still wasn't on board one hundred percent.  Something seemed... off.

She hung her go-to crossbody bag, a pretty pearl white colour, nicely on one of the coat hangers in the entryway to her house.  She had just gone out with Rita and Savannah, dreading coming home the whole time she was with them at the mall.  Window shopping.  From which, she had come home with two new shirts.

Megara's white heels clicked on the floor of the tile as she walked into view, her dad getting a good look at her outfit as he hadn't seen her at all that day.  She wore an oversized sweatshirt from Victoria's Secret in deep pink colour paired with a distressed denim skirt and her hair was down in its natural waves.  She quickly smiled before he could get a chance to ask her about the bag in her hands.  "Daddy!" she said, opening her arms wide, allowing Matthew Montez to bend over and hug his daughter.  "How was your trip?"

"Amazing," he beamed.  "I also took some photos of the beach for you."  Megara smiled affectionately.  

"What've you got there?" Ricky leaned against the baseboard and entryway to the living room.  Megara noticed he was only wearing socks, meaning he left his shoes at the door so he could walk on the carpet.  At least he got that right.

Megara tilted her head, pulling out the first shirt which was a black mock turtleneck crop top that covered the forearms with a cutout on the chest and cursive embroidering that read Babe.  She held it up against her torso.  "Oh, this?  You like?"

Ricky nodded, crossing his arms.  "Totally."  And although Megara could tell his reply was 100% fake, she still smiled and put the shirt back in its bag.

"So, movie night," Mr Montez cut into the tension.

"Sorry dad, wicked quiz tomorrow in chemistry," Megara frowned.  "Gotta study hard for this one."

"That quiz was today," Ricky said.

Megara turned her gaze to the curly-haired boy.  When she did, she realized how defined his curls really were.  She sighed as her dad straightened his posture and chuckled.  "What?"

"Look, I'm going to go get changed into something more comfortable.  Ricky's already here and his mom's going to be here soon with the movies she rented.  Feel free to make your snacks or whatever," Mr Montez smiled before kissing the top of Megara's head, her thick hair smelling like coconuts, and walking up the stairs to his bedroom.

Megara's smile faded as he left the room.  "Nice going, jerk!  I could've gotten away with that if you didn't butt in," Megara scowled.

"Hey, if I have to be dragged into this, so do you," Ricky replied with just as much annoyance in his voice.  She simply rolled her eyes and followed her dad up to the stairs to her own room, throwing her bag down on her bed and unbuckling her heels.

Soon enough, and almost too soon for Megara's liking, Ricky's mom was back with the movies.  Megara was just pulling out a bag of her favourite light popcorn when Ricky let out an "ugh" at her movie vote, which was the new Terminator over Hobbs and Shaw. 

"I know you didn't just "ugh" my movie pick," Megara said, sitting back on the sofa comfortably.  By now she was wearing the same sweatshirt but now with a pair of grey sweats.  "Hobbs and Shaw is so overrated."

"Sorry, princess.  You're outnumbered," he said, plopping down on the couch right next to Megara.  She didn't question it much until the movie had started and he started eating out of her bag.

"Save some for me," Megara said with a scowl as she eyed Ricky's hand in her bag.  He swiftly took it out and threw the handful of popcorn into his mouth, smiling smugly afterwards.  "Rude," she whispered.

She didn't know at what point in the movie she allowed herself to fall asleep, but she knew she must've dozed off during one of the boring parts when she felt Ricky tapping her shoulder.  "Meg, wake up.  Look," he said in a whispered voice because his mom and Megara's dad were now also asleep on the other couch.

Megara groaned, sitting up.  She had been asleep with her head on his lap, popcorn bag on the floor, and Pumpkin was asleep in her bed by the fireplace.  She blinked a couple of times, allowing herself to see her dad sound asleep while spooning Ricky's mom.  "Ew," she whispered.

Ricky patted her shoulder, almost like he pitied her.  Or maybe it was that he felt the same way she did.  "You ever going to get up, or do you wanna spoon too?"

Megara smirked lazily as she scratched her messy hair lightly.  "You'd love that, wouldn't you."

After Ricky threw her a glare, they stood up and cleaned their area while placing a blanket over their parents and turning off the TV.  "Your dad fell asleep first," Ricky said in a whiny tone as he turned off the kitchen light and followed Megara up the stairs.

"Probably because you have horrible taste in movies," Ricky tilted his head as Megara chuckled lowly at her comeback.  

"He could be tired from his trip!" he defended himself in a harsh whisper.  Ricky shook his head.  "I would be so exhausted if you were my daughter."

Megara had become all too familiar with his sleepy appearance, which was probably his cutest if she was being honest.  He looked comfortable with his long sleeve grey shirt, flannel pants and misplaced curls.

"Oh please," Megara said, coming to a stop.  She let Ricky catch up to where she was standing, which was in front of the guest room he slept in whenever he stayed over, which had been a lot lately.  "You love me."

Ricky smiled, walking into the room and leaning his arm against the door like an invitation.  "Care to come in, princess?"

"Ugh," Megara crossed her arms, her light pink bra sticking out slightly as she moved.  She said it less like she was disgusted and more like she was tired.  She spun on her heel, Ricky chuckling as he watched her walk away.  "As if."

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Clueless | 2020