Not sure whre I'm going with this now, lost my creative streak and I seem to have my muse packed away in a box somewhere. Guess I better find it quick!!
Hope you're all enjoying Darcy's story still. Thanks for reveiwing guys, means alot to me.
If this chapter sucks, it's because I had to throw most of my clothes out today because I can't fit them all in to my new room. I might have been a tad too ruthless because I have only four pairs of knickers and two bras and aroung five pairs of socks left, and now only own seven pairs of jeans!! So needless to say, I now have to borrow clothes from my friends like a poor person. Boo hoo!!! At least my local hobo will be warm this winter!!
Chapter Eight.
Darcy Had been back at school for two weeks, making it a month sinc she saw Sam last. And truth be told, she was managing. The two weeks in Arazonia had done her good, her and Vicky sunbathed, partied and relaxed. Vicky had made her go to a psa for an entire day of treatment and after that she turned a corner. She was fine, over her romance. She was glad it had happened, glad to have experienced love, but was determined to put off another relationship untill college at least. She had began to understand that this was her life, and right now she was young and didn't want or need any one to hold her back and tie her down.
Darcy was hurrying to her next class when all of a sudden she found herself on the floor, her boks scattered every where and a familiar face smiling down on her.
"Darcy, I'm sorry, wasn't looking where I was going." Miller Brookes held out his had and helped Darcy up.
"I'm ok, thanks." She blushed, leaning down to pick up her books, Miller helped her.
"How was the rest of your summer?" He asked, keeping hold of her Human Biology in Evoloution text book and her pencil case.
"It was good, yours?" She began walking towards the lunch hall, Miller followed, still not having handed her text books over.
"Boring really. How's Sam doing?" Miller had a look of sorrow on his face, Darcy's had just remained msiling.
"I don't know really. His family travells alot so he doesn't get a chance to call."
"I'm sorry to hear that Darce. I could tell he was really hooked on you." Miller came to a stop and took hold of Darcy's hand and pulled her close to him for a private moment.
"Are you really ok? I mean, you guys were inseaperable."
"Yes Miller, we're fine. It was a summer thing and nothing more. We were friends who got close for a while. It didn't mean any thing."
Miller's eyes widened.
"Really? No strings then?"
"Nope, no strings." Darcy was getting really annoyed at this guy.
"So you're both free to see other people?"
"Yeah we are. But right now I don't want to date any one, I just want to get the first few weeks of school out of the way before I get in to any thing else so please don't ask me out again." Darcy grabbed her book and pencil case off him and hurried in to the lunch room to find her partner in crime and and share the latest school time gossip.
Miller was left stood by the side of the hall way completley ecstatic.
Darcy and Sam were just a summer thing, there was nothing serious and no strings attatched to either party. Darcy was free to see other people, and Sam was free to see other people. It was perfect. He had waited long enough since he saw the two together during the school break. Time to get the ball rolling and work out how to execute his plan to get the person he had craved so very much on those long and hot days.
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Dean and Sam were holed up in the motel room while John fixed the car that had decided it was too tired to drive any longer.
They were in some town along the Georgia state line. Sam was quiet and mopey. Dean was bored and annoyed at Sam for not being more entertaining.
"Sam, when are you going to quit brooding like a bitch and get over it?" Dean had miraculously come across a yo-yo in a drawer beside the bed and was messing arund with it like a school kid. Any thing to keep him occupied.
"I'm not brooding like a bitch Dean. I'm upset." He replied, running his hands through his hair, a habbit in which he taken up for some reasin he wasn't too sure of himself.
"Yeah man, you are."
"Look, I'm tired, and being stuck here with you is pushing me too far Dean." Sam stood up in a fret and started pacing the room. "I could be at a school right now, with friends, taking classes and joining clubs, getting ready to choose colleges. But no, I have to follow you and dad everywhere. Well I'm sick of it. And i'm sick of always eating junk food, sleeping in strange beds and moving all the time." Sam stormed out of the motel room door just as John was about to walk through it, he didn't know where the nearest pay phone was but he needed to find it, just to leave a message on Darcy's machine to say he missed her, and yet again tell her how sorry he was.
"What was that about?" John asked, walking over to the now vacant bed and sitting down.
"Sam misses Darcy and he misses being normal. He was just over reacting." Dean continued to play with his yo-yo.
"Really? That all?"
"No. He wants to be at school. He wants a place to live." Dean sulked. He hated it when his brother had the last word like that.
"You think I should send him to school?"
"Well that would be the legal thing to do dad." Dean stopped, held the toy in his hands and looked at his father. They both had a similiar look on their faces. The look of conflict.
"Pack up Dean, when Sam gets back we're out of here." John stood up to clean his hands at the bathroom sink.
"Where we going to?" Dean got up and pulled his duffle out from under the bed, and started to shove his few clothes out the drawer beside the wall in to the old, beaten up dark green bag.
"I hear there's a house haunting in an old mansion out Dakota way. Owner said something about a gate keeper's hut being available to rent cheap." John walked out the bathroom and started to pack Sam's things up.
Dean stopped what he was doing and looked at his father. He knew what this meant.
"Darcy and Bobby live in Dakota."
"I know."
The two men started to pack up their room and loads up the car. Now all they had to do was wait for Sam to show up. He was really pissed, so it could be one hell of a long wait.
After an hour or so, give or take a few minutes, Dean decided to go down to the diner, grab a few burgers and go back to the room. When he got there, Sam was back and full of smiles for his family.
"Burger?" Dean asked, handing Sam a grease covered paper package. Sam took it gratefully.
"Thanks. I'm sorry I went off on one earlier." Sam unwarpped his burger and took a bite.
Dean shrugged and began to eat too.
"No worries." He said with a mouth full.
"One of those for me Dean?" John asked.
Dean handed him a burger, and the three ate silently.
"Know where we're headed next?" Sam asked.
"Nope." John shook his head and gave his eldest son a look which he knew meant that the location of their next stop was going to be a surprise.
Sam is going to be so psyched, Dean thought, unless he decides to get all wimpy about how Darcy's going to not want to see him.
Without a word, the three of them finished their food, discarded the rubbish and made their way out the newly fixed car, and got in.
Sam sat in the back and made himself comfortable. If his dad didn't know where they were going, it was going to be a long ride. Sam shut his eyes and thought about Darcy. He hoped she got his message.
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Darcy listened to the message for a third time with Vicky looking annoyed.
"You said he knew it was a summer thing. Why is he saying he loves you?" Vicky asked, not convinced her friend had told her the honest truth about breaking up with her summer boyfriend.
"Because he needs to get over it." Darcy deleted the message. "There's a party at Miller's tonight. Want to go?"
"Sure, you know I'm never one to turn down a party." She smiled at her friend. "Can I raid your closet?"
"Ok, who are you and what have you done with my friend?" Darcy smiled.
"What? You know I love your clothes!"
"Yea but you never ask! What's gotten in to you?" The girls smiled at eachother as they made their way up to Darcy's room.
"Nothing since Dean left." That answer eanred Vicky a playful slap on the arm and a gasp of mock shock.
"Miss Jensen! How dare you corrupt my mind like that!"
"Oh it's nothing you'venot heard before!" The girls giggled and Darcy flopped down on her bed.
"So can I borrow your pink and white halter dress?" Vicky asked, her head in the closet, rummaging through the immense mass of clothes.
"Sure, there's some fake Channel pumps in there too somewhere."
"Fake Channel? I taught you well!"
Neither of the girls could afford the real thing, but Sarah freqeuntly went abroard to Spain where knock offs were cheap and no one could really tell the difference. Besides, it was the next best thing.
"Vicks, why are you wearing my Denim pants?" Darcy sat up and inspected the clothes her friend was wearing earlier."And are those my socks?"
Vicky withdrew here head from the closet and chewed her bottomw lip.
"Please tell me that is NOT my favourite shirt?"
"Guilty." Vicky shrugged at her friend.
"How did I not notice earlier? How did you get hold of them?" Darcy looked at her friend, she couldn't stay mad, it was kind of funny.
"Well, I know where you hide your spare key. And I had a major clothes sort out and got rid of a few too many items."
Darcy began to laugh so much, tears fell down her face and her ribs started to hurt.
"Are you kidding me? Please tell me you at least kept your underwear?!" Darcy managed to out her sentence together and stop laughing in wait for her frineds response.
Vicky shook her head and looked at the floor, making Darcy laugh again.
"Just promise me you'll go shopping on the weekend. I kind of need my underwear back!" Darcy by now had fallen off the bedand landed with a thump on the floor and gve her frined a startled look, which set the other girl off in to pearls of hysterics.
By now, Sarah had appeared in the door way and was watching, amused by the youths antics.
"Please tell me you girls aren't going to wet your pants on the carpet?" Sarah crossed her arms and smiled.
"Vicky gave all her clothes away and has stolen mine!" Darcy laughed.
"I'll give them back!"
"Ok, but you can keep the socks and panties!" They were laughing so much Sarah started to look on in alarm.
"Ok girls, you're freaking me out with all the red faced, tear causing laughter, so just cool it ok?" SHe requested.
The hysterical laughter turned in to quiet giggles.
"Plans tonight?" The older woman asked.
"No, we're hitting up a party at Miller's, but we'll be back early." Darcy stood up and went to her closet to get out the outfit Vicky had been looking for.
"We?? You're staying Vicks?" Sarah went and sat down on the bed. Sarah was the coolest aunt any one oculd have asked for, she wasn't young enough to be a sister, nor was she old enough to be a mother to these teenagers. SHe was in the middle, a perfect balance.
"If that's ok, I kind of don't have any PJ's either." Vicky smiled as Darcy sturggled to hold in yet another round of hysterics.
"Wow, you really did have a clear out didn't you?" Sarah asked.
"Yup, more room for new clothes. And an excuse to rummage around in Darcy's closet of wonders!" Vicky got up and began to search for an outfit for her friend.
"Well I'll let you guys get ready. Pizza?"
"Yeah!" The teens replied in unison. "And martini's?" Darcy asked.
"I do have to be responsible some of the time you know." Was Sarah's reply.
The girls looked at eachother and smiled before walking over to the older woman and showering her in hugs and compliments about her being the best aunt in the world.
"Ok, ok, ok. On small martini each. One." Sarah gave in and smiled as the girls squealed with delight and began to hold hands and jump around. Sarah walked out before they got her to join in with the jumping too.
Those girls kept her young and happy, and she had missed them while Darcy had been away. Occasionally Vicky came over to say hi or use Darcy's books, but the two of them together made her feel like she was one of them. She would miss them when they went to college after high school the year after next.
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