Honestly, Sincere

by WannabeSally

This story is currently in-progress and there will be more chapters to follow. Please R/R if you feel so inclined. I appreciate it.

"Isn't he dreamy?"

"Just sublime..."

Violet nodded, fluttering her eyelashes. "You said it, Sally..."

"Trent Boyett is the Cat's meow...," Patty bemused, resting her chin in her hand.

The girls sat at the lunch table gazing longingly at a nearby group of fifth grade boys, one of which, was the idolized Trent Boyett.

"He's so classy," Sally remarked. "Look how he eats his sandwich! Now that's class."

"And his clothes!" Violet chirped. "He has such style!"

"He has naturally curly hair you know," Frieda inserted, fluffing her curls. "Just like mine."

"Do you think he'd go out with me?" Violet asked, nudging Patty.

"No way!" Patty replied. "But maybe he'd go out with me!"

"I heard he's going out with a girl back in New York," Lucy retorted, setting her lunch tray down and scooting in next to Sally.

The girls let out a unanimous sigh as they continued to stare achingly at the boy.

Lucy shook her head. "I don't see what you're all going on about. He'll want nothing to do with any of you."

"Trent Boyett is the classiest guy in school," Sally said again, almost as if in a trance.

Lucy looked over at an adjoining lunch table, where Linus sat eating with Charlie Brown and few other boys. Cocking her head and eyeing Sally, she grinned. "Linus has been writing love letters to Janice, ever since she moved away. Can you believe that, huh? I bet you just can't stand it!"

"Sure...," Sally replied simply.

"Trent Boyett is getting up!" Violet squealed, loudly interrupting Lucy's attempts to rile Sally. "He's getting up!"

The girls all leaned in, watching his actions intently. Like a flock of Seagulls, their heads followed his exact path as he walked to throw away his brown sack in the trash bin nearby.

"Even the way he walks is smooth," Frieda remarked thoughtfully.

"Oh brother!" Lucy moaned, standing up and yanking her tray from the lunch table. "This is just too much!" she stomped over to Linus and motioned for him to make room on the bench beside him. "Move over!"

Linus looked up, surprised. "What's the matter? Why aren't you eating lunch with the other girls?"

Lucy threw up her hands, exasperated. "Look at them, would ya? A bunch of lovesick girls! All over that new kid. I can't stand it. I just can't stand it!"

"New kid?" Charlie asked, interested. "What new kid?"

"Oh haven't you heard?" Lucy replied, rolling her eyes. "Trent Boyett."

"Trent Boyett?" Linus repeated. "Who's he?"

"He just moved here from New York," Lucy explained. "All the girls think he's a total dreamboat. Well, except for me."

"He's in our class!" Charlie piped up, raising a finger. "He sits behind me."

Lucy nodded and turned toward the table of starry eyed females. "Just look at them...over there making love sighs at him!" she nudged Linus and began to imitate the various girls, "He's so dreamy, he's so classy, he's so smooth!"

"What's so great about Trent Boyett?" Charlie shrugged his shoulders.

"Why don't you ask your sister, Charlie Brown!" Lucy squawked. "Or Violet, or Patty, or Frieda!"

"He does have pretty nice shoes," Linus remarked, watching as Trent Boyett and his company trotted past their table.

"Hey Trent!" Charlie called out, hesitantly, but much to his chagrin, Trent didn't even turn around. "That figures...," he said, gloomily.

"I bet those girls would do just about anything to get his attention," Lucy said, scratching her chin.

"I wonder what it's like to live in New York?" Charlie asked, looking over at Linus, who was scribbling furiously away on a sheet of notebook paper.

"Writing another love letter to your beloved Janice?" Lucy mocked.

Linus nodded. "Yes. I've written her a letter every day since she's moved, but I've only received two back. I hope she's doing all right," he said nervously.

"I'm sure she's fine, Linus," Charlie reassured his friend. "She has a whole new life now, what with her recovery and moving to California and all..."

"I sure hope she doesn't forget about me! I really think I like her, Charlie Brown."

Lucy's mouth drooped. "Unbelievable! What is it? Valentine's Day? You all make me sick with this schmoopy lovesick stuff! I'm outta' here!" she stood up and waited a few seconds, then her hands flew to her hips and she shouted, "Well, are you two Blockheads, coming or what?!"

You may recognize the name, "Trent Boyett" from a character in South Park. Because I thought it was such a fabulous name to begin with, I went ahead and used it. :)