A/N: Hey everyone! Long time no writing. It is currently 9:21 PM and I'm working on the third chapter. I am super duper tired right now. I was just at a school thing, dancing with my friends, for about two hours. Yeah, so my legs are sore, and my voice is acting weird, cause I was yelling in the dance room. So yeah. Anyway, it left off, when they were in the car, going somewhere correct? Yeah, I believe so. Anyway, let's get onto the story.
Disclaimer: I don't own the Mother Daughter Book Club. I own, Idelia Thompson though. She's has not been mentioned in the books thus far. Hah.
Cassidy's POV
We're driving down the road, the car pretty quiet. Tristan has his hands wrapped around the wheel and his eyes focused on the road. Megan's staring out the window, and Simon is just sitting there, watching her. Suddenly, startling all of us, my phone rings. I turned it off vibrate, and a loud, Lady GaGa song is coming out of it. That isn't my ringtone, so it must be Becca texting me. She does that on all our phones. She changes her ringtone, and contact to something different. I look at the message. One new message, from Becca is Totally Awesome and Cassidy knows it. Wow. She would. I open it up, and read, Do you know where we are goin? No, I type back. Sorry. I put it in my lap, and sigh loudly. Tristan looks over at me, and gives me a half hearted smile. I sigh, and look out the window. He gets off the street, and pulls into the Concord Train Depot. Okay, now I'm confused. A train? Okay, now where are we going? Tristan finds a spot, and pulls in. We all climb out of the car, and into the train depot.
We walk into the station, and there's a train pulling in. I look at the Arrival/Departure board. There's a nine o'clock train to New York City. A nine fifteen one to Boston. And another New York City one, this one at eleven thirty. Darcy and Zach lead us all over to a table, and we sit. As soon as my butt touches the seat, Becca opens her big mouth.
"Okay, seriously, where are we going?" She says, very annoyed.
"Should we tell them?" Zach asks, looking from Darcy, Stewart, Tristan, and Simon, each in turn.
"We could…" Stewart says.
"But, we won't." Darcy says, grin breaking out on his face.
Wow, that's great. Suddenly, a thought comes to my mind. What about that thing we all have, called I don't know, a curfew?
"Guys, what about our curfew?" "Mines at eleven y'know." I say, looking at them.
"Oh all our parents know. They say we have to be home by twelve thirty, at the very latest." Simon says matter of factly.
"Oh, well then." I say, kind of annoyed. I mean, I wanna know where we are going! I sigh, and look around. It's boring here. I look at the giant clock, as another train rushes into the station. Nine o'clock. Nobody gets up to go catch the train. Guess we're not going to New York tonight. I think we're going to Boston, but I just keep it to myself. As I sit there, something creeps into my mind. TLC. Man, I can never cut a break. I push that thought from my mind and start thinking about what we're doing in Boston. We'll probably go out to eat, a movie or something. I look at all my friends. Becca looks annoyed, and Zach has his arm around her. Megan and Simon are talking, about something, I don't know, and honestly, don't care. Emma and Stewart are in a discussion about books probably. Jess is off in Jessworld, and Darcy is unconsciously playing with a strand of her hair. I try to be all ninja, and sneak a glance at Tristan, and see what he's doing. But of course, my ninja skills decided to go for a vacation tonight, and he catches me. He smiles, and chuckles silently. I swat him on the arm gently, and a "pained" expression crosses his face. I roll my eyes at him, and he takes my hand. He looks at the clock, and then at the other guys. We all get up, and we're off to the train platform.
As we arrive at the platform, the Boston train comes whooshing into the station. We all climb on, and find seats.
"So, we're going to Boston?" Jess asks.
"Yeah, we are." Simon says. Tristan swats him on the arm.
"What was that for!" Simon says, irritated.
"It was a surprise!" Tristan says, with a little bit of duh, coating the edges of his response.
"Oh, yeah. Well, Jess got it right, so what was the point in keeping it a secret?" Simon says, clearly annoyed.
"Forget about it." Tristan tells him.
The train leaves the station, and we're off to Boston.
{[(A/N I've decided to skip the train ride, cause it would be boring, and I want this chapter to be longer than just that up there^^ Anyway, they are in Boston now.:)]}
As we climb off the train, and leave the station, we start to walk towards a restaurant in Boston. We all walk in, and the hostess looks at all of us.
"Can I help you?" She says, looking at each one of us in turn.
"Yeah. Could we have a table for, uhh, ten?" Stewart says, as he does the math in his head.
"Ten? Lemme check." The hostess says as she looks at her book. "Yeah, follow me." She says, as she leads us down the aisle, towards a big table towards the back. As we slide in, the hostess asks if we need anything.
"Not quite yet, thanks though." Simon answers, and the hostess walks away. The table is round, with a booth going all around it. We all settle in, and pretty soon, we're all talking to each other.
"Guys, wanna play 20 questions?" Becca asks.
"How would we play that, there's ten of us." I tell her.
"Well, I don't know, let's just play." She says. "Who wants to start?" Everyone looks directly at Becca. "Fine then. I'll start." She says. She thinks for about, ten seconds, and smiles. "Who was your first kiss?" She asks. We all look uneasily at one another. I don't really want to answer that, considering Zach's here, and he kissed me, and was my first kiss, even though I didn't like it.
"Cassidy." Zach says, quietly. We all turn to him and look. He looks up at us, his ears, a very faint shade of pink. I can feel Tristan's hand tighten around mine, and I'm pretty sure that my face is about as red as my hair.
"Wait, if we were dared, or something, does it count?" Darcy asks.
"No dares or anything." Becca says.
"Stewart." Emma says.
"Emma." Stewart says. Well, there's three of us, and about seven more to go. Myself included.
"Darcy." Jess says, almost inaudibly. She turns pink at this, and Darcy pulls her closer to him.
"Josie Aarons, but, that was in like, fourth grade when she really liked me apparently." Darcy says, irritated. "But other than that, it was Jess." He says, giving Jess a squeeze.
"Simon." Megan says, quickly looking at all of us.
"Megan." Simon says. Well that leaves me, Tristan, and Becca. I look at Becca, who seems to be thoroughly enjoying herself, and Tristan, who is fascinated by something behind Jess' head.
"Cassidy." Tristan says, giving my hand a squeeze.
"Zach." Becca says, not looking the least bit embarrassed. Everyone looks at me expectantly. Great.
"Well, it was Zach, but I don't think that counts, considering I didn't like him that way at the time, and I threw my baseball glove at him after. So, it would be Tristan." I say, looking at each of them. I look at Zach, who looks the teeniest bit uncomfortable. The waitress comes back, with a pitcher of water and ten glasses. She sets them down on the table and leaves, with no word said to any of us.
"Who wants to go know?" Becca asks. She looks at all of us, and we are all staring back at her. "Okay, I'll go. But this better not turn into 'Becca Asks'." She says. She thinks for a second longer than she did last time. "Okay, do any of you guys have a song, as a couple?" She asks. We all look at each other, and then at our date. I can't remember the name of the song, but I know how it goes. "You make me smile like the sun, fall outta bed, sing like a bird, dizzy in my head, spin like a record, crazy on a Sunday night. You make me dance like a fool, forget how to breathe, shine like gold, buzz like a bee. Just the thought of you can make me wild. Oh, you make me smile." I hum softly.
"Animal, by Neon Trees." Simon says, with Megan looking at him, with a smile on her face.
"Please Don't Go, by Mike Posner." Zach says, a smile playing on his lips.
"Stairway to Heaven, by Led Zeppelin." Darcy and Jess say in sync. They look at each other, and lean in closer.
"King of Anything, by Sarah Bareilles." Emma says, while Stewart just smiles. I look at Tristan, and he looks right back at me.
"I can't remember the name of it, but I know some of the words to it." I whisper to him.
"I know. I can't either." He says. Everyone is looking at us with a "Well?" expression on their face.
"Well, we can't remember the name of it, but we know how it goes." I say, sheepishly.
"Well sing what you know." Darcy says.
"Yeah, right." I say.
"Wait! I got it!" Tristan says. "Smile, by Uncle Kracker." He says. I smile at him.
"Right!" I say.
Stewart checks his watch. "Guys, it ten, if we want to do everything we planned, then we better get moving." He says. We all file out of the booth, and walk back up to the hostess. We give her the money for the water, and a pretty decent tip. As we walk out of the restaurant, I look up at the stars. You can't really see a lot of them, with the tall buildings in all, but it's really clear tonight. We walk down to the sidewalk, to our next big surprise.
A/N: Yeah, I know this chapter was definitely my worst. I'm sorry. This took me like two hours, and I really want to get this up. I was supposed to have a Lazy Day yesterday, but I went to the mall, and that killed my day. And today, I had mass for my dad at a later mass than usual. And I went and tried to find something for a craft I want to do, and I couldn't find it. And then, my mom took me to two different Hannafords, and a Price Chopper. Anyway, next update should be by the 28th, cause I have to go to a big competition on Saturday, and on Sunday, I'll be super tired. So anyway, this A/N is getting really long, but I'm sorry. This has to be said. So, fino a quando ho di nuovo tipo! {That was Italian, by the way }
