Casey smiled at Lulu, but clearly her mind was somewhere else. She looked down at herself, seeing her burned clothes and her wrist and hand still bleeding. She looked over at Alistair.<br/>"Al I'm sorry, I just... I was happy to see you weren't hurt. Just forget it happened okay, I won't do it again, I promise." She had a hard time looking at him, and she couldn't look at Ryan who probably had guessed what had happened. She walked up to the front door.<br/>"You don't have to sit out here, I just have to take a small shower again, burning down half a block really makes me smell quite awful." She went inside and grabbed the some clothes from her closet before taking another shower.<br/>The water was wonderful, but she couldn't enjoy it. How could she have been so stupid kissing him, he clearly didn't think of her in that way. She remembered how he had looked when he had thought Lulu was dead, how he had hugged her. She wasn't jealous, well maybe a little, but not because she thought there was something between them. They seemed to be like brother and sister, and she was just a mutual friend. She hadn't known him for that long, but after all they had been through, it seemed like an eternity.<br/>She turned off the water, grabbing a towel and started drying herself. She listened for the voices of her friends, making sure they were still there. Of cause they were there, why wouldn't they be? They had to stay together, 12 o' clock would come soon enough and who knows what that psychopathic caller had imagined for them.<br/>She put her pants on, thin white cotton pants that fitted tightly around her ass and thighs, and a pink longsleaved tshirt with buttons, the top ones open. she was barefooted as she walked out of the bathroom, looking around at her friends, but avoiding looking Al in the eyes.<br/>"So, whose in the mood for pizza?"