Chapter 29: never
Jack let go of Marhta after what seemed like forever. He had wanted to hold her longer but he knew the team could arrive anny moment. And there was no way he was going to expose her to Kim right now. Not when he had just promised that he wouldn't hurt her. He would protect her from him. 'Hey. You should go. The team will be here soon.'
Martha looked at him and she couldn't help but feel dissapointed. She wanted to stay with him, for a long time. The dissapointment must have been obvious on her face, because he took her in his arms once again. 'Just for now. Kim and the rest of the team could be here any second. How about if we go out tonight?' 'No. Last time we tried that...' 'Just come to my house. We'll watch a movie.' She smiled. 'Ok. I'll bring the movie.' 'No German.' She laughed. 'I mean it. Martha. Don't do that to me.' She walked away. 'See ya tonight.'
Robbie felt so good. He had wanted Tasha to forgive him and she had done it. He should be the happiest man in the world. But he wasn't. He had managed to get himself in trouble. Again. He had promised Tasha a romantic date. He had thought it would be easie. Just get a table at a restaurant. Easy right? Not when your name is Robbie Hunter. Every restaurant in Summer Bay and Yabbie Creek were full. He had just called the last restaurant. Now he was in serious trouble.
Tasha looked in the mirror. She had never felt so happy. But right now she had a problem. She turned around to face the ravage that was once her room. Every peece of clothing she had ever worn was now trown on the floor. She had tried them all on and had decided she didn't look good in any of them. Oh god. And Robbie had something special planned. She ran out of the room and picked up the phone. She needed help. Fast. Just when she reached for it the phone rang.
Robbie ran trough the house. He didn't know what else to do. Oh god. What was he supposed to do. Tasha was expecting something good and he had nothing. Calm down. He kept telling himself. Calm down. Use your brain. Think of something. Anything. Oh god. Think of something. He paced around the room unable to calm down. Just when he thought of calling Tash and admiding the truth, Scott walked in. 'WHat's up little bro?' Thand god, he thought, maybe Scott would have an idea.
Martha walked into Tasha's house with her bag filled with clothes. She couldn't decide what to wear on her date with Jack (she already had the movies) and had decided that Tasha was the right person to ask. Only to come to the conclusion that Tasha had the same problem as her. And the same sollution (sort off) call Martha. Well at least they could sort out their problem together.
'Hey, Mac. You and Jack alright?' 'Yeah. I should have never listened to Kim.' 'I could have told you that. All you had to do was ask.' 'So you can't find anyting to wear.' 'Nope. Hey let me see your clothes.' They walked into Tasha's room and while she looked trough Mac's bag, Martha went trought Tasha's clothes. 'Oh my god. What the hell is this?' Martha held up a dress that looked like it had been made in the fifties. 'One question. Why do you have this in your closet.' 'I forgot I had that. My mom gave me that.' 'Where did she get it? How did she get it? Did she time travell or something?' 'Funny. And this would be?' She held up a dress that one of her brothers had once bought her. To prove once more that boys really didn't know much about fashion. Or at least her brothers didn't. It was a yellow dress with green stripes and purple flowers on it. It was the ugliest dress in the world. Tasha had a point. 'Ok. Point taken. Let's never mention it again.' 'Deal.' They both laughed. As if they had been the best of friends forever.
Later that night
Martha was wearing a blue dress. Tasha had picked it for her. She had to admit it wasn't a bad choice. She had also curled her hair. Another idea of Tasha. They had the best time in the world. But now it was time to have fun with Jack. She smiled. She had never been so happy in the world (of course she would be happier if her parenst wer here but...) She knocked on the door.
Jack felt nervous, though he wasn't really sure why. Everything was going great till now. He was thinking. Kim had send him a text telling him he wanted to talk to him. He couldn't believe that Kim actually had the guts to approach him. Let alone ask him to talk. He would never do that. Never. A knock on the door brought him back to reality. Martha. Quickly he deleted the message and walked to the door.
'Hey.' He opened the door and saw Martha standing there. She looked so beautiful. 'You look beautiful.' 'You don't look so bad yourself.' 'Oh. I know that.' He smiled and kissed her soflty. She smiled. 'Come in. So did you bring a movie.' 'Yes I decided to bring a movie I know you will love.' 'No.' 'Victoria in Dover. You know it's with the same actress that did the Sissi movies.' 'No. Martha please tell me you didn't.' Martha couldn't keep her face strait anymore. She tried so hard but Jack's face was just hilarious. She burst out in laughter. Jack smiled. 'You're messing with me aren't you.' 'Maybe.' 'You're going to pay for that one.' 'How?' Jack moved closer to her and Martha thought it was best at the moment to run away. He chased her around the couch but of course he was faster. He pulled her on the couch and started tickling her. 'Stop. Jack. Please.'
They fell down. Suddenly Jack realised he was lying on top of Martha. He smiled at her. He suddenly felt very uncomfortable. There was somthing about this moment. It was almost magical. 'Euhm Jack...Do you smell?' 'Oh god. The lasagna.' Jack jumped up and ran to the oven. 'Damn.' 'I'm not eating that. It looks disgusting.' 'Well it would have been great.' 'Yeah. If you hadn't burned it.' Jack smiled. 'Pizza sound good?' 'Pizza sounds great.' He laughed a little. 'So what movie did you pick?' 'Pirates.' 'I knew it. Orlando bloom. Girls.'
Tasha's hair was also in curls. She was wearing a pink dress. It wasn't actually one of hers, she had borrowed it from Martha. Not that that was really important. She knocked on the door soflty. 'Hey. Let's go.' 'Where are we going.' 'You'll see.' 'Robbie?' She started to follow him. Even though some part of her didn't think it was a good idea. 'Where are we going.' 'Here.' He stopped walking. He looked at her. Please. Please let this be a good idea. Please.
She looked around. This had been the last thing she was expecting. She was standing on the beach. There were candles all around her. A soft music was playing in the background. She couldn't make out the song but it was romantic. She looked at Robbie. 'And? You like it?' 'It's perfect.' She walked to him and kissed him. 'This is perfect. How did you think of this?' 'I had a little help from my big brother.' She smiled.
The next day
Jack walked on the beach. Last night had been the perfect date. He had had so much fun. He looked around. It was a beautiful day. He smiled. 'Holden.' Great. How do you destroy a good mood in less then ten seconds. That's right. Kim Hyde. He ignored him calling his name and walked away. 'Holden. Jack. Wait up. Come on mate.' Kim appeared in front of him. He had no choice but to stop walking. 'What do you want?' 'Look. Mate. I know you're mad at me but...' 'What do you want!' 'Look. Please come on. It was just a joke.' 'A joke? Do you have any idea what you put her trough. What you put me trough? Leave me alone.' 'Come on man. Forgive me.' 'No. Not this time. Get away from me!' 'Forgive me. You're my best friend!' 'I'm not your best friend. You were never a friend. And forgive you? Never.'
