I'm sorry yet again for the wait. It was soo much longer than I expected and even though I might not have much time (because of exams and studying), I'll try to update at least once a fortnight from now on. Please leave any ideas you have as a review. I'm open to pretty much anything as I only have a vague outline of where I want this story to go.
This chapter starts straight after the other one ends. Since it's been so long, I suggest you re-read the story if you can't remember what happens - I know that I had to when writing recently.
Sorry again! Enjoy...
We arrived at Clarence's a few minutes later, and Jill went upstairs with Dorothy. Eddie was standing alert by the door, in Guardian fashion while Clarence was pottering about in the kitchen trying to prepare snacks for his visitors, so Sage and I were left alone on the couch in the living room
"Hey Sage, you like art, right? There's a show at the gallery in town next week, and I was wondering if you could take me there. I only ask because I am certain you would enjoy not only a day with me but, also the subject of the show" I said to her.
"What's the subject of the show?" Sydney asked warily. Did she think I was playing a joke on her or something? Can't she see that I'm most sincere around her?
"Ancient Greek art, or something. I'm not completely sure, but one of my professors recommended it to me. I only ask, because I thought that you were interested in that type of thing. What do you think?" I said, wanting to make my point as clear as possible. I was actually sure that the subject was ancient Greek art and that my professor had only mentioned it in passing during the class. I asked because I wanted to spend time with her.
There was a long pause as Sydney looked at me calculatively, as if trying to gauge my intentions.
"You're only asking me so that I'll give you a lift, right? Whatever, I'll go but only because I really am interested in Ancient Greek art" she said, fast like she couldn't hold it in.
I smile triumphantly. I'd just got a date with Sydney Sage, even if she didn't know it was a date yet. And a whole day to convince her of my intentions and our potential together.
We looked each other in the eyes for a while – it could have been seconds or hours – and Sydney began to smile hesitantly at me. I felt hope bloom in me like the lily on her cheek –
"Adrian, it's your turn – oh am I interrupting something" Damn, why did Jill have to walk in at that instant?
"No, Jill. Adrian, hurry up. I have homework that needs finishing." Moment over then, I suppose. Sydney has remembered where we are and is obviously dwelling on what will happen when I walk into that room. I guess it's a good thing that Jill interrupted before I started spouting poetic like some kind of sap.