Yay two chapters today for you! Let's take a peak at the kids Estelle Pierce hangs with!
Chapter 10: Football
"Hello boys!" I shouted as we came into the large empty ground part of the park where we kids usually play football or some other ball game.
"Hello Munchkin Star!" the boys shouted at me.
"You playing this time?" Freddy Haynes asked.
"Like my girl would do anything else," Brad laughed kissing my cheek.
"I'll be right over just let me get Dylan with the girls okay?" I grinned.
The boys nodded and started picking teams as I took Dylan over to a group of giggling girls sitting on a picnic table.
"Dylan these are the guys girlfriends. You'll stay with them and cheer my team on right?" I grinned.
Dylan nodded and gave me a kiss on the cheek before I ran off.
"You're a cute kid," a girl with brunette hair in pigtail braids and blue eyes grinned.
"Thank you. I'm Estelle's brother!" Dylan said proudly sitting by the pretty girl.
Really all the ten or so girls at the picnic table were pretty.
"Oh yeah she told us about you," a girl with beach blonde hair and hazel eyes nodded, "I'm Holly."
"I'm Dolly," the brunette stated.
"We go to school with Estelle. We're cheerleaders," a strawberry blonde with brown eyes replied over Dylan's shoulder, "and I'm Abigale."
"You see we're the cheerleaders and as cheerleaders we date the jocks. Those boys out there," Holly explained pointing to the boys in the game.
"Estelle is a girl jock. A girl jock is supposed to date the rocker guys. At least at our school that's the social chain. But Estelle is dating Brad; a jock," Abigale continued.
"Oh," Dylan stated looking very confused.
"Don't worry kid you'll get it when you're our age," Dolly laughed.
"Oh look …GO ESTELLE!" all the girls shouted together jumping around.
Dylan watched as the girl he believed was his sister grabbed the ball from a boy in a blue shirt and ran as fast as she could. She was almost to the rough goal line that had been made when a large boy that was about 6'0 and probably 200 something pounds flattened her to the ground.
"Uh-oh," Dolly gasped.
"TOBY! Toby why'd you do that!?" a girl with auburn hair and green eyes shouted, "Mom's gonna kill you if you hurt the Doctor's daughter again!"
"That's Toby's little sister Ashley. Toby accidentally broke Estelle's leg two years ago," Dolly explained.
Dylan watched hoping his sister was okay.
I felt like a pancake. Why was it every time I got with in twenty feet of Toby Johnson I got flattened?
I felt him roughly pushed off by the other guys and felt myself gently rolled over by Brad. I knew it was Brad because he used cologne I loved that smelled spicy with just the right hint of musk.
"Estelle. Estelle baby are you all right?" I hear Brad call worriedly.
"That depends," I groaned as my eyes open and I focus on Brad, "How far did I get?"
"We got about a yard till a touchdown," Brad laughed.
"I'm okay then," I replied holding my hands up.
He helped me stand and brushed me off before kissing my head.
"All right boys she's good. Where were we?" Brad asked taking the ball from me.
The guys cheered and we started playing again.
"I swear Estelle is made of iron," Holly sighed laughing.
"Made of iron?" Dylan asked.
"She's really tough is what Holly means kid. No worries it takes a few hits by Toby to get Estelle out of the game," Dolly winked as the girls and Dylan watched the rest of the game.
"Huzzah! 16 to 10 a great win!" I shout as me, Dylan, and Brad walk back home.
The sun was starting to set. Brad and I were sort of grass stained and dirty but it felt good because it was the dirt of a win!
"It was awesome!" Dylan shouted. He kept a few paces ahead of us jumping around excitedly.
"You'll have to watch a game of ours at school some time Dyl. Get your sister here to bring you," Brad winked.
"Yeah! Can we Sissy?" Dylan asked.
"We'll see Dyl," I winked.
We made to Miss Margaret's house and we entered raking are shoes on the mat bfore coming in the door.
"Mommy! Granny! Papa Al! We're back! Sissy and Brad won!" Dylan shouted running down the hall into the living room where the adults were. He ran up to his grandfather and hopped on his lap.
"They won eh?" Howitzer asked.
"Yeah it was great! Brad and Estelle both got tackled by this big giant named Toby! They're dirty now," Dylan stated.
"It's the dirt of a win though as I like to say," I replied as Brad and I stood in the door way.
We stay on the floor outside of the room. We didn't want to mess up the nice cream carpet in the living room.
"You two are quite the sight," Ms. Elizabeth laughed turning and looking at us.
"She's still cute though," Brad grinned wrapping an arm around my waist. I giggled blushing.
"Estelle we'll eat as soon as you get cleaned up. Brad if you like you can stay," Margaret replied.
"No that's fine," Brad shook his head, "Doctor Pierce's rules are very clear. No dinner after park outings only during studying. I'm not sure why but I for one do not want him mad at me even if he is gone."
"That's why you're awesome," I sighed smiling at him. He grinned and kissed my cheek as he left the house.
"That's some boyfriend you have," Margaret grinned.
"Yep…daddy likes him too," I replied running upstairs.
Fifteen minutes later I was cleaned up and changed sitting in the kitchen eating dinner with the Houlihans.
"This is great Maggie," I smiled.
"Thank you Estelle," Margaret smiled.
"So Estelle tell us something about yourself," Ms. Elizabeth replied.
"Well…I don't keep very many secrets. Ask me anything," I stated.
"All right…let's see…how are you at school?" she asked.
"I get As and I'm in a lot of extracurricular activities," I answered.
"Such as?" she asked.
"Well I'm on the school swim team, the school band, drama club, writer's club, library club, and home economics club," I counted off, "not to mention I am an avid participant of the Army Bunks Summer Military Camp Program."
"You certainly are a busy little beaver," Ms. Elizabeth smiled.
"I like to keep busy because of dad's work. He tries to seem me on my meets and plays when he can."
"Margaret tells us you play as well," she replied.
"Oh yes ma'am I play the piano mostly and the guitar…but I don't have one of them…well I did but it got smashed over New Year's," I sighed.
"What happened?" the Colonel asked.
"Mr. Burns' daughter threw it out of the window and told everyone it was self defense because I hit her…I hit her after she threw it out the window," I replied sulking.
"Burns?" Howitzer asked.
"He's a meany papa that was at Mr. Hawkeye's. He said Estie was a bad player but she's not! She's good. She's teaching me!" Dylan defended.
"You're teaching him? Oh wonderful can you play something for us after supper Dylan?" Ms. Elizabeth asked.
Dylan smiled and nodded.
"Why hasn't Pierce bought you a new guitar? I'm sure he can afford it," the Colonel replied.
"We've been really busy and all," I sighed.
After supper and Ms. Elizabeth and I had cleaned the kitchen; Dylan and I sat down at the little piano in the living room.
"So far he's only learned Twinkle Twinkle Little Star by himself," I explained.
The adults nodded as I whispered to Dylan and sat sideways on the bench.
He had a few flats and went slow but he got the song out and when he was done he bit his lip looking at me.
"We got to work on it but that was better than my own first performance," I smiled.
Sure it was a white lie but he's five and needs building up.
"That was excellent sweetie," Ms. Elizabeth smiled as the adults clapped.
Dylan jumped off the bench and ran to Ms. Elizabeth hugging her and kissing her cheek.
"Estelle why don't you play a little something for us now," Margaret suggested.
"Hmm what to play," I replied as I spun around and started a living swing tune.
I heard Ms. Elizabeth clap after a few seconds and soon I heard Dylan laughing about his grandparents dancing together.
Margaret watched her parents smiling. She knew she was getting close to Estelle and Hawkeye. It appeared even her father liked Estelle too as her parents danced to the girl's music.
I sat in bed that night reading Aladdin. There was a knock at the door and I looked up to see Miss Margaret poking her head in.
"Hi," I smiled.
"I wanted to check on you before bed. You okay in here?" she asked coming in and shutting the door.
"Yes ma'am it's very comfortable," I nod.
"Good," she smiled sitting on the end of the bed. She started to look nervous so I shut by book and but it on the table giving her my full attention.
"Estelle…will you honestly tell me why you like the army?" she asked.
"I like it because it's never constant and always changing. Sometimes there is war and sometimes you're just bouncing from post to post with nothing really to do. I also like going places," I answered.
"I see," she nodded, "I have something else to ask."
"All right," I nodded.
"What do you think of me? Really," she said.
"You are very pretty and an awesome mom to Dylan. You're very nice but you have a bad temper and are as stubborn as daddy. Over all I give you a 9.9 and say you are a very cool person…and if I get to officially see you called Mrs. Pierce I will not be jealous of daddy getting a new favorite girl but expect you tuck me in at night even though I am already a teenager because I plan to keep my childishness," I smirk.
She laughed and kissed my head.
"You are something else. Would you like me to tuck you in?" she asked.
I grinned and pulled the covers from under me climbing in. She pulled them around me and kissed my head again as she turn the lap off from beside the bed.
"Sleep tight Little Hawkeye," Margaret whispered and left.
"Sleep tight…Maggie," I replied drifting off to sleep.