Yay, chapter 2!
After the horrible storm, Lucas knew that all his friends would've been so lonely and traumatized. Not that this hasn't happened before, but whatever. So Lucas realized it was his job (aside from mayor) to check up on them, mop up the tears, etcetera.
The first on his list was the ever-flamboyant Henry. Lucas swore to god he had to be gay. How many times had he flirted with the other boys in town (and got rejected, nonetheless)? Plus, what about the incident with the cross dressing? Yeah, THAT one.
When Lucas went inside he found Henry on the couch asleep. Lucas didn't know what to do but there was NO way he was getting flirted with again. Slowly turning around... slowly... slowly... almost th
"OH LUCAS YOU CAME TO CHECK ON ME!" GOD DAMN IT!
And so, Lucas was bombarded with compliments and thank yous and YAYs and bla bla bla bla yaoi bla bla bla. I don't know about you but I would've ran then and there to avoid contact of the... lemony kind. At least he got out in time.
Next on the list was... Celia and Apollo! Oh wait, they're on their honeymoon. Okay, how about Ankha? How was Ankha, exactly? She screwed up her legs so they were permanently broken a 3 years ago on her 13th. Ever since then there was that... guilt.
As Lucas stepped into her house he saw Ankha in a pissy sad mood. The one with the dark swirls. Lucas was there with a box of tissues to help the tears and they talked for a while. That's when she sneezed. Suddenly, the fever. Then, the pain. Soon she was on her knees.
"What's wrong," asked Lucas, "are you alright Ankha?" She nodded her head. "I just need some rest. Will you... put me to sleep?" Lucas suddenly went through so many feelings at once; Embarassment in the sexual perspective of the sentence, Sorrow at the 'Kill me' part of the sentence... "What do you mean... like..." Ankha had an inquisitive expression on her face. "...sex?" Ankha blushed as well but slowly that turned to (false) anger. "No, I JUST WANTED TO BE HELPED TO BED!" Lucas replied with so many sorrys whilst carrying her to her bed where she layed. Lucas made her soup and waved goodbye. Ankha didn't want Lucas to go and slowly she regretted the sickness and cursed it. Thats when she realised. Ankha had a crush on Lucas.
Lucas then walked outside, past the debris, to the middle of the town. He looked at his list, unbeknownst to him that Ankha was staring at him through the window. Who was next on the list?... Slowly, he made his way through the list.
Now standing at Angel's door, Lucas had her favourite thing in his hand. Chocolate milk. He knocked on the door to be greeted by the beautiful brown eyes of his crush. He had realised her hair wasn't long any more, and was now down to her shoulders. She was wearing a short white dress stopping at her waist (sorta like a poncho) with a grey miniskirt underneath. To sum it up for you, Angel was beautiful.
"Oh LUCAS!" He was squeezed by his crush. In a sense of huge shock he had just gone speechless. He hugged back just as tight. Angel cried on his shoulder for a while. "The storm wasn't that bad... was it?" Angel then eased the crying. "No... these are tears... of joy." Angel replied. "I won this trip to a town far away from here and I wanted to ask if... you wanted to go with?" This is perfect! This is where Lucas will confess his love for Angel. He knew he was going to be rejected anyway, but why not? "I'll go! Yes, YES, I'll go!" They were both overjoyed. "Alright, well, we leave in one week. Try to keep this secret, Lucas." Angel said this like there was some noodle incident that occurred. Maybe you'll find out. "Yeah, yeah."
