I took a cab from the airport to the city park of the Stevens' hometown. I wanted to walk to their house so I could have time to think of a plan. I couldn't stay with these people without at least having just a little fun. It was almost dark, but I didn't care.
I carried my duffel bag over to a bench and sat down. Ren Stevens . . . What does she hate? Besides me of course. *snicker* I can't wait to see her face when I walk through the door.
I stood up, anxious to get the meeting overwith, still deep in thought. I wasn't really paying attention to where I was going, because all of a sudden I bumped into someone. I fell to the ground, weighted down by my bag, and looked up.
"I'm sorry, I wasn't watching where I was going," I said, as he helped me up.
"It's cool. Don't worry about it, I wasn't watching either."
"I'm Candice, but you can call me Candi."
"Cool. Original. I like that. I'm Larry."
"Larry . . . ?" I asked, waiting for his last name.
He's kind of cute.
"Beal."
I laughed out loud, remembering everything Ren had said about him. This was one boy I had been waiting to meet for longer than I had wanted to meet Aaron Carter.
"And you're Candi . . .?"
"Oh, sorry! Candi Stevens."
This time he laughed out loud.
"Ren Stevens' cousin?"
"Unfortunately. She talk about me like she talks about you?"
"Probly," he answered, smiling. "She's been whining about you coming here for weeks."
"Weeks?! I just found out I was coming here this morning!"
"Really? Man, I woulda thought the whole world knew by now."
I smiled back at him.
"I've been waiting to meet you forever."
"Really?" he said, smirking. "Same here."
"Cool. You know, if you wanted to--oh, nevermind."
The look of interest on his face told me I had done my job. Get him to take the bait and reel him in. Although, I was also thinking that it wouldn't be all business. He was exactly my type, after all.
"What?"
"Well, I was just thinking, if we can torment her so much by ourselves, what would happen if we teamed up?"
His grin grew from one of his ears to the other.
"You're a genius. An absolute genius."
"Yeah, I know. You're not so bad yourself. But, I better be getting to the house. They don't know I'm here yet, and I can't wait to see the look on Ren's face."
"Oh. When we gonna talk about what we're gonna do?"
"Call me."
"You think maybe we could . . . go do something sometime?"
"Like a date?"
This boy is too much. I didn't think he'd ever go out with me. But if he wants to, that's his business right?
"Yeah--if you want."
"Sure. When?"
"Tonight?"
"Seven?"
"Great."
"Cool."
"I'll see you later then?"
"Later," I said.
I walked off, even though I knew he was about to say something else. I could tell he was standing there, staring at me as I walked off. I could always tell when someone was staring at me. I had only two problems. What to wear? And what to do if he wants to go somewhere to eat?
I carried my duffel bag over to a bench and sat down. Ren Stevens . . . What does she hate? Besides me of course. *snicker* I can't wait to see her face when I walk through the door.
I stood up, anxious to get the meeting overwith, still deep in thought. I wasn't really paying attention to where I was going, because all of a sudden I bumped into someone. I fell to the ground, weighted down by my bag, and looked up.
"I'm sorry, I wasn't watching where I was going," I said, as he helped me up.
"It's cool. Don't worry about it, I wasn't watching either."
"I'm Candice, but you can call me Candi."
"Cool. Original. I like that. I'm Larry."
"Larry . . . ?" I asked, waiting for his last name.
He's kind of cute.
"Beal."
I laughed out loud, remembering everything Ren had said about him. This was one boy I had been waiting to meet for longer than I had wanted to meet Aaron Carter.
"And you're Candi . . .?"
"Oh, sorry! Candi Stevens."
This time he laughed out loud.
"Ren Stevens' cousin?"
"Unfortunately. She talk about me like she talks about you?"
"Probly," he answered, smiling. "She's been whining about you coming here for weeks."
"Weeks?! I just found out I was coming here this morning!"
"Really? Man, I woulda thought the whole world knew by now."
I smiled back at him.
"I've been waiting to meet you forever."
"Really?" he said, smirking. "Same here."
"Cool. You know, if you wanted to--oh, nevermind."
The look of interest on his face told me I had done my job. Get him to take the bait and reel him in. Although, I was also thinking that it wouldn't be all business. He was exactly my type, after all.
"What?"
"Well, I was just thinking, if we can torment her so much by ourselves, what would happen if we teamed up?"
His grin grew from one of his ears to the other.
"You're a genius. An absolute genius."
"Yeah, I know. You're not so bad yourself. But, I better be getting to the house. They don't know I'm here yet, and I can't wait to see the look on Ren's face."
"Oh. When we gonna talk about what we're gonna do?"
"Call me."
"You think maybe we could . . . go do something sometime?"
"Like a date?"
This boy is too much. I didn't think he'd ever go out with me. But if he wants to, that's his business right?
"Yeah--if you want."
"Sure. When?"
"Tonight?"
"Seven?"
"Great."
"Cool."
"I'll see you later then?"
"Later," I said.
I walked off, even though I knew he was about to say something else. I could tell he was standing there, staring at me as I walked off. I could always tell when someone was staring at me. I had only two problems. What to wear? And what to do if he wants to go somewhere to eat?
