What shines in darkness? 05/15/2013
Chapter three.
Sagacious Sticky.
Not a single word was spoken in Reynie's and Kate's journey to their 'temporary' home. Even after they entered the house. There was still an awkward silence. The two members were still thinking over about what had happened in Gust Building.
Kate's P.O.V
Why do I want to do it again? Why did it feel so perfect? Why was it so good? Perhaps this was what Milligan had warned me about before I embarked on my mission…it's the 'something' I won't be able to control… But…But… I am the great Kate wetherall! I can't possibly have a weakness. And it'd be even more ludicrous if it were to be Reynie.
Reynie's P.O.V
Great. Now she's going to think I'm the kind of guy who takes advantage of girls. She's going to think I'm sick in the head. What was I even thinking! I shouldn't even have thought of coming into any sort of physical contact with her!
Kate's P.O.V
Did he have to look so handsome, and smell so good up close too?
Reynie's P.O.V
But goodness, and i thought her eyes couldn't get any prettier!
Reynie gulped and finally said, " Hey, Kate."
Kate glanced at him. It took awhile for her expression to change into one which prodded him to go on. He continued, "Look. I'm genuinely sorry. I should have thought about the repercussions of such an act. So please, forgive me... and… lets forget it ever happened…okay? "
Kate felt her heart sink in disappointment. It never occurred to her that she could have been the only one relishing every second of the kiss. "Oh – it's fine. In fact, I ought to be the one apologizing. I over reacted, I mean, it was for the sake of our mission after all", she shot him the best smile she could fake. However, Reynie read Kate like a book, and was also aware of the solemnness in her eyes.
Kate then went to take a shower. And while she was doing so, Reynie began to ponder as he sat on the couch.
The look in Kate's eyes clearly showed she was hurt. Once again, he admonished himself, for having been so insensitive towards her feelings. The sight of Kate so upset made Reynie feel terrible. And to know that he was the very cause of it, it made him dolorous. It felt a though someone had stabbed him straight through his heart. Emotions, why did they have to make things so difficult. Why couldn't it be like the past, where everything was much easier and there was a whole heck of insouciance. Feeling as though this was getting him no where, Reynie swiped out his cell phone and began typing in Sticky's number. Sticky answered at the second ring.
"Hel – Hello?" answered Sticky in his usual tone.
"Hey Sticky, it's Reynie." Replied Reynie.
"Oh hello. I've just received your report on Brooks. Seems as though he isn't really fond of Mr. Curtain."
"Yeah. Have you got time now? And is that Constance reciting one of her poems again? " Asked Reynie.
"Why yes, she's going on and on about how the people in Cappletown have got no libraries. And I would infinitely prefer conversing with you than listen to the poem's disparaging contents." Replied Sticky.
"Alright.. it's about Kate – ", Reynie was interrupted.
"You're peeved by her ridiculous namings? "
"Um no? It doesn't bother me at – ", Reynie was interrupted.
"You are annoyed because she's too tidy?"
"Why would that even annoy me? That's more of an –" Reynie was interrupted again.
"She messed up something?"
"As clumsy as she may seem, she is actually quite – " Reynie was once again, interrupted.
"Jet lag got it's effect on h – "
"STICKY! Please." Exclaimed Reynie with a hint of exasperation.
"…"
Reynie continued, "It's just… I feel weird around her now. I know you're probably going to presume it's due to the one-month mission, but no, this is different. It isn't a rift between us… It's… I don't know…Every time I'm close to her I get all nervous yet happy. I know its terribly immature of me but I can't stop the recalcitrant emotions from surfacing. Also, I think I messed things up. I did something inane, and she is distinctively upset over it."
It took Sticky quite a while to reply to this, "Reynie. You do realize you are seventeen."
Reynie replied, "Acknowledging that fact gives me even more grief. I know it's stupid to grouse over such petty matters at –"
"No, no that's not what I mean. What I mean is, oestradiol is in operandi" Corrected Sticky intelligently.
"English please." Replied Reynie sounding a little desperate, as he was anxious to know the reason.
He then heard Sticky sigh over the phone.
"You like her."
The conversation stopped there. Reynie was so shocked by what sticky had said that he lost his grip of the cell phone. When he picked the cell phone up from the ground and placed it to his ear, Sticky was no longer on the line.
Terrific,thought Reynie.
