Title: Wishful Thinking
Author: dokushoka79
Rating: G
Spoilers: Up to Recreation Category: General
Summary: Just some wishful thinking, tongue in cheek, kinda deal on my part. Well, anyhow, this happens after the party during the Recreation episode. I wanted a Luke moment ^_^ Disclaimers: Joan of Arcadia and characters belong to Barbara Hall, CBS and Sony Pictures. This is for pure entertainment. No profit being made.
Dedication: To Luke. I hope he forgives me but I got a kick out of writing that he wishes he can have a relationship with Grace like the one Joan and Adam have with each other _
A/N: I was supposed to post this story before the new episode (State of Grace) came out...but, once again my reason for a late entry is: I type slow lol! ^_^ I wrote this as part of a longer story which I've written (okay jotted down notes for) but I just wasn't sure if I should continue this section further. So yeah, I hope you enjoy. I think I'm on a roll on these "short" stories ^_^v Feedback: I'll take any. ^_^ you can email me as well at dokushoka79@yahoo.com **************************************************************************** ****************
"I am never going to do this again" I say to myself. "Screw popularity and fitting in. Who ever said throwing a party while your parents are out of town was fun? Definitely not me." I continue in my head. I press the cold pack I have in my hands tighter against my eyes. The headache that began forming in the back of my head earlier in the evening is still throbbing incessantly.
"Hey geek." I hear Grace's voice call out. I peek at her through the side of the cold pack and say a little annoyed "Must you call me geek all the time? You know my name right?" Grace just shrugs and hands me a cup of water. "Here take this." She takes my left hand and in it places two pain relievers. I stare dumbly at the two pills in the palm of hand, not really processing what it is. When I realize what it is Grace is on already on her way back to the kitchen to put away the trash she picked up from the coffee table. I sigh and just pop the pills into my mouth. I swallow the water in a big gulp. Grace never ceases to amaze me. I get up and take a survey of how my living room looks like. "Man oh man we're gonna be in big trouble." I breathe out.
I hear glasses clinking against each other from the kitchen. I'm guessing that Grace is getting a start on cleaning up in there. I appreciate the fact that she is still here. I thought she would bolt like the others did. But, she is still here and cleaning up no less! I found myself calling out for her a lot tonight. I was depending on her to help me out. At times she didn't want to but at other times I catch her one step ahead of me keeping one group under control or doing a spot clean up. Between the times she first kissed me at the dance and when we started working together on our science fair project, I began to depend on her. Not just for the science fair work but to just be there. We're not what she would call friends. I would like to be "friends" but that isn't what I really want from her. I do envy her friendship with Adam and Joan because they have a "defined" relationship. But to tell you the truth, I'd take friends over nothing right now.
It's been like pulling teeth trying to get Grace to stay in the same room with me for the past week. With the exception of chemistry class, tonight was the first time I was in the same room as her for an extended amount of time. I have it really bad. I can't really explain the attraction I feel for her. It's more than just a physical attraction. There is something about her that makes me want to just be with her and hold her. But she would never allow that to happen. I like how she is always trying to fight the system because it shows her spunk and charisma. But she also has a softer side. She has a vulnerability that she hides behind her tough persona.
I walk over to the window and peek out. I see Adam and Joan. They have their arms wrapped around each other as they continue to sway to, I assume, the music I hear still coming from our stereo. This reminds me that I should it turn down. The song just ended so I'm sure Adam and Joan won't mind if I turn it off.
I envy those two. They have things going for them. They've worked things out and now they have a "relationship". It's a state I wish Grace and I were in. A "relationship". I sigh and I tell myself it's just wishful thinking.
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Rating: G
Spoilers: Up to Recreation Category: General
Summary: Just some wishful thinking, tongue in cheek, kinda deal on my part. Well, anyhow, this happens after the party during the Recreation episode. I wanted a Luke moment ^_^ Disclaimers: Joan of Arcadia and characters belong to Barbara Hall, CBS and Sony Pictures. This is for pure entertainment. No profit being made.
Dedication: To Luke. I hope he forgives me but I got a kick out of writing that he wishes he can have a relationship with Grace like the one Joan and Adam have with each other _
A/N: I was supposed to post this story before the new episode (State of Grace) came out...but, once again my reason for a late entry is: I type slow lol! ^_^ I wrote this as part of a longer story which I've written (okay jotted down notes for) but I just wasn't sure if I should continue this section further. So yeah, I hope you enjoy. I think I'm on a roll on these "short" stories ^_^v Feedback: I'll take any. ^_^ you can email me as well at dokushoka79@yahoo.com **************************************************************************** ****************
"I am never going to do this again" I say to myself. "Screw popularity and fitting in. Who ever said throwing a party while your parents are out of town was fun? Definitely not me." I continue in my head. I press the cold pack I have in my hands tighter against my eyes. The headache that began forming in the back of my head earlier in the evening is still throbbing incessantly.
"Hey geek." I hear Grace's voice call out. I peek at her through the side of the cold pack and say a little annoyed "Must you call me geek all the time? You know my name right?" Grace just shrugs and hands me a cup of water. "Here take this." She takes my left hand and in it places two pain relievers. I stare dumbly at the two pills in the palm of hand, not really processing what it is. When I realize what it is Grace is on already on her way back to the kitchen to put away the trash she picked up from the coffee table. I sigh and just pop the pills into my mouth. I swallow the water in a big gulp. Grace never ceases to amaze me. I get up and take a survey of how my living room looks like. "Man oh man we're gonna be in big trouble." I breathe out.
I hear glasses clinking against each other from the kitchen. I'm guessing that Grace is getting a start on cleaning up in there. I appreciate the fact that she is still here. I thought she would bolt like the others did. But, she is still here and cleaning up no less! I found myself calling out for her a lot tonight. I was depending on her to help me out. At times she didn't want to but at other times I catch her one step ahead of me keeping one group under control or doing a spot clean up. Between the times she first kissed me at the dance and when we started working together on our science fair project, I began to depend on her. Not just for the science fair work but to just be there. We're not what she would call friends. I would like to be "friends" but that isn't what I really want from her. I do envy her friendship with Adam and Joan because they have a "defined" relationship. But to tell you the truth, I'd take friends over nothing right now.
It's been like pulling teeth trying to get Grace to stay in the same room with me for the past week. With the exception of chemistry class, tonight was the first time I was in the same room as her for an extended amount of time. I have it really bad. I can't really explain the attraction I feel for her. It's more than just a physical attraction. There is something about her that makes me want to just be with her and hold her. But she would never allow that to happen. I like how she is always trying to fight the system because it shows her spunk and charisma. But she also has a softer side. She has a vulnerability that she hides behind her tough persona.
I walk over to the window and peek out. I see Adam and Joan. They have their arms wrapped around each other as they continue to sway to, I assume, the music I hear still coming from our stereo. This reminds me that I should it turn down. The song just ended so I'm sure Adam and Joan won't mind if I turn it off.
I envy those two. They have things going for them. They've worked things out and now they have a "relationship". It's a state I wish Grace and I were in. A "relationship". I sigh and I tell myself it's just wishful thinking.
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