A/N: I honestly couldn't remember much about what was going on with
Bruce at Sweet Valley University, so if some of the things about him in
this story aren't correct, just remember that this is from my imagination!
I hope you enjoy this story; I will try to post the next chapter soon!
Second Chances
"Oh, Tom, I'm really sorry that we can't get together tonight, but I have to finish my paper on 'The Great Awakening'," Elizabeth Wakefield said to her boyfriend Tom Watts over the phone with a sigh. "Maybe we can go see a movie tomorrow. Uh huh, I'll call you in the morning, bye," then there was a pause and Elizabeth giggled, "No, I'm not hanging up first, you hang up first," another pause, another giggle, "I'm not hanging up first."
Jessica Wakefield, Elizabeth's twin sister, rolled her pacific blue eyes and jumped off the bed and went into the other room. Elizabeth laughed again. "What's funny now?" Tom asked over the phone.
"Oh nothing, just my adoring sister Jessica giving me one of her most attractive grimaces," Elizabeth replied with a smile. "I really have to go now, I need to get to the library."
"All right, bye Liz."
"Bye," Elizabeth hung up the phone. "Hey Jess!" She called.
"Yea?" Jessica stuck her head out of the bathroom door, where she was curling her shoulder-length blonde hair.
"I'm going to the library now."
"I can't believe you are seriously going to the library on a Friday night," Jessica commented with disgust.
"Well, believe it, sister dear!" Elizabeth said with a smile.
"Ugh! I will never understand you, Liz! Why would you want to spend the night with some dusty old books when you could be out having a fabulous time with your wonderful twin!"
"I guess I'm not quite the socialite you are!"
"True," Jessica agreed with a smile. "Well, have fun with, um, whatever the Awakening was." She said before bouncing out of the bathroom.
"See ya, Jess," Elizabeth said as she left.
Jessica sighed and muttered to herself, "If we weren't identical I would swear that she wasn't my sister."
Elizabeth was searching for a book on the Great Awakening when she bumped into someone.
"Gee, I'm so sorry," the deep familiar voice said.
She looked up to see who it was, "Oh, hi Bruce," she was a little surprised to see him at the library on a Friday night. She had never much liked Bruce Patman, of course, there was that time in high school, when they thought that his dad and her mom had been married when they were in college, and Elizabeth and Bruce had kind of relived the past...
"Hey, Liz, long time, no see, huh?" He gave her a smile.
"Yes," She smiled back, there was no reason for her to be snide to him, they had been through a lot together, just because he could be arrogant sometimes, well, most of the time. But Elizabeth had to admit that it did show some character of him to come to college instead of living off of his father's money and his trust fund like she had always assumed he would. "Just out of curiosity, how did you know I was Liz?"
"Well, I have known you guys since we were kids," He said.
"Oh yeah." Elizabeth smiled.
"And, besides, Jess would never be in a library on a Friday night," Bruce said with a laugh.
"That's certainly true, she even gave me the, 'I can't believe your studying on a Friday night' lecture before I left," Elizabeth laughed, "Well, I didn't think that you would be in a library on a Friday night either," she half-asked, half-said.
"Oh, I was just bored and thought I might get a head start on my sociology paper."
"Oh, I see," Elizabeth nodded, but she didn't see, since when did Bruce Patman do things like get a head start on something like a sociology paper?
"So how have you been? I haven't seen you since the beginning of the summer," Bruce asked.
Suddenly a girl with long red hair that looked a couple of years older than Elizabeth and Bruce turned around and glared at them, "Do you to mind, some people are trying to study around here!"
"Sorry," They both said quietly. Then they walked quickly to the back and sat down on a couch.
Finally Elizabeth spoke up, "I've been pretty good. What about you?"
Bruce smiled weakly and ran a hand through his black hair, "Okay I guess."
"Oh, Bruce, what's wrong?" Elizabeth asked with concern.
"Well, it's not really anything, just life, I guess. Pamela and I broke up."
"Oh, Bruce, I'm so sorry."
"Don't be, it's not your fault, it wasn't Pamela's fault either, it was mine," he said refusing to meet Elizabeth's eyes, "She accused me of being an arrogant, narrow-minded, self-centered jerk, and she was right, I was." Elizabeth couldn't help but noticed the past tense, but she didn't say anything. "And to be honest, Liz, you are pretty much the only person from high school that has even talked to me. I mean really talked to me, you know? No one else will even give me the time of day because of the way I was in high school." He said sheepishly.
Elizabeth couldn't help but smile at him; he was actually acting like a human, not a god, for once.
"Liz, tell me something, be honest, did you think that I was a jerk?"
"Well..." she hesitated, "I did, except that one time when we found out about my mom and your dad," she paused, hoping that she wouldn't have to elaborate.
"Oh, yeah, I remember that." Then he looked into her eyes and said softly, "Liz?"
"Yes?"
"Do you believe in second chances?"
A/N: What do you think? Should I continue? Please review, I value your opinions!
Much love and peace,
Summer
Second Chances
"Oh, Tom, I'm really sorry that we can't get together tonight, but I have to finish my paper on 'The Great Awakening'," Elizabeth Wakefield said to her boyfriend Tom Watts over the phone with a sigh. "Maybe we can go see a movie tomorrow. Uh huh, I'll call you in the morning, bye," then there was a pause and Elizabeth giggled, "No, I'm not hanging up first, you hang up first," another pause, another giggle, "I'm not hanging up first."
Jessica Wakefield, Elizabeth's twin sister, rolled her pacific blue eyes and jumped off the bed and went into the other room. Elizabeth laughed again. "What's funny now?" Tom asked over the phone.
"Oh nothing, just my adoring sister Jessica giving me one of her most attractive grimaces," Elizabeth replied with a smile. "I really have to go now, I need to get to the library."
"All right, bye Liz."
"Bye," Elizabeth hung up the phone. "Hey Jess!" She called.
"Yea?" Jessica stuck her head out of the bathroom door, where she was curling her shoulder-length blonde hair.
"I'm going to the library now."
"I can't believe you are seriously going to the library on a Friday night," Jessica commented with disgust.
"Well, believe it, sister dear!" Elizabeth said with a smile.
"Ugh! I will never understand you, Liz! Why would you want to spend the night with some dusty old books when you could be out having a fabulous time with your wonderful twin!"
"I guess I'm not quite the socialite you are!"
"True," Jessica agreed with a smile. "Well, have fun with, um, whatever the Awakening was." She said before bouncing out of the bathroom.
"See ya, Jess," Elizabeth said as she left.
Jessica sighed and muttered to herself, "If we weren't identical I would swear that she wasn't my sister."
Elizabeth was searching for a book on the Great Awakening when she bumped into someone.
"Gee, I'm so sorry," the deep familiar voice said.
She looked up to see who it was, "Oh, hi Bruce," she was a little surprised to see him at the library on a Friday night. She had never much liked Bruce Patman, of course, there was that time in high school, when they thought that his dad and her mom had been married when they were in college, and Elizabeth and Bruce had kind of relived the past...
"Hey, Liz, long time, no see, huh?" He gave her a smile.
"Yes," She smiled back, there was no reason for her to be snide to him, they had been through a lot together, just because he could be arrogant sometimes, well, most of the time. But Elizabeth had to admit that it did show some character of him to come to college instead of living off of his father's money and his trust fund like she had always assumed he would. "Just out of curiosity, how did you know I was Liz?"
"Well, I have known you guys since we were kids," He said.
"Oh yeah." Elizabeth smiled.
"And, besides, Jess would never be in a library on a Friday night," Bruce said with a laugh.
"That's certainly true, she even gave me the, 'I can't believe your studying on a Friday night' lecture before I left," Elizabeth laughed, "Well, I didn't think that you would be in a library on a Friday night either," she half-asked, half-said.
"Oh, I was just bored and thought I might get a head start on my sociology paper."
"Oh, I see," Elizabeth nodded, but she didn't see, since when did Bruce Patman do things like get a head start on something like a sociology paper?
"So how have you been? I haven't seen you since the beginning of the summer," Bruce asked.
Suddenly a girl with long red hair that looked a couple of years older than Elizabeth and Bruce turned around and glared at them, "Do you to mind, some people are trying to study around here!"
"Sorry," They both said quietly. Then they walked quickly to the back and sat down on a couch.
Finally Elizabeth spoke up, "I've been pretty good. What about you?"
Bruce smiled weakly and ran a hand through his black hair, "Okay I guess."
"Oh, Bruce, what's wrong?" Elizabeth asked with concern.
"Well, it's not really anything, just life, I guess. Pamela and I broke up."
"Oh, Bruce, I'm so sorry."
"Don't be, it's not your fault, it wasn't Pamela's fault either, it was mine," he said refusing to meet Elizabeth's eyes, "She accused me of being an arrogant, narrow-minded, self-centered jerk, and she was right, I was." Elizabeth couldn't help but noticed the past tense, but she didn't say anything. "And to be honest, Liz, you are pretty much the only person from high school that has even talked to me. I mean really talked to me, you know? No one else will even give me the time of day because of the way I was in high school." He said sheepishly.
Elizabeth couldn't help but smile at him; he was actually acting like a human, not a god, for once.
"Liz, tell me something, be honest, did you think that I was a jerk?"
"Well..." she hesitated, "I did, except that one time when we found out about my mom and your dad," she paused, hoping that she wouldn't have to elaborate.
"Oh, yeah, I remember that." Then he looked into her eyes and said softly, "Liz?"
"Yes?"
"Do you believe in second chances?"
A/N: What do you think? Should I continue? Please review, I value your opinions!
Much love and peace,
Summer