I wake up to dog breath. "Hi Dog" I say petting the dog that's towering over me on the bed.
"Do you wake up Sid this way Cherokee? I don't think she'd appreciate it"
"You're right I wouldn't. Come here Cherokee, come here boy" Sid says clapping her hands
at the dog. "Good boy" she says to the dog when he obeys, scratching him between the ears.
I'd actually change places with that dog if I could right now. Sid looks beautiful. She's
only wearing a pair of jeans and a t-shirt but she's amazing. "Breakfasts gonna be ready
in 5, Randy. Get out of bed lazy ass" Sid says grabbing the dog by the collar and taking
him out of the room.
I get up and close the door. And grab some clothes. Sid's house is extremely impressive,
there's a private bathroom in every room. I decide to have a quick shower. Whenever I shower
I ignore the scars as much as possible. There always there but sometimes I forget I have them.
Breakfasts great, with combined efforts Sid and Martha are great cooks. Apart both of them burn
pop tarts. I shouldn't really talk though; my culinary expertise is barley gourmet. Martha and
Sid are helping Gale with something to do with the wedding today so there sending Dewey over to
keep me company. That or there sending him over to get him out of there way.
"So how are you? Nervous about getting married Dew?" I ask after Dewey and I are talking.
"Very, it's still a few months away, but still" he says in a way only Dewey can.
"I know I'm kind of late but any chance I could get an invite? I wouldn't even mind standing
outside the church looking in through the window, just keep it open a crack so I can hear"
"How about I do one better." Dewey says smiling. "I don't have a best man. I wasn't going to
have one, but, how does being my best man sound?"
"Dewey I would be honored" I say, after two years I didn't expect to be accepted this quick
but I am and it's wonderful.
"By the way, Sid's Gale's maid of honor. You'll get to walk down the isle with Sid after me
and Gale leave."
"She's going with Kincaid though"
"Randy. Do you still love Sid?"
"I've had feelings for Sid since freshman year of high school. I've loved Sid since senior
year. My feelings for her will probably never change."
"Tell her."
"No way Dew. She'll probably never talk to me if I do."
"Either that or she'll drop Kincaid like three day old leftovers for you."
"First off, three day old leftovers don't taste that bad." Dewey laughs "and second" I
continue, "Sid doesn't like me like that. She'll always think of me as a friend and nothing
more."
"How many times did you think to ask Sid out?"
"After Leather face and before Derek? About twenty thousand times"
"Why didn't you?"
"Other then the fact I'm chicken shit? Oh I don't know...I fear rejection, well rejection and
knifes, knifes leave nasty scars."
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"Do you wake up Sid this way Cherokee? I don't think she'd appreciate it"
"You're right I wouldn't. Come here Cherokee, come here boy" Sid says clapping her hands
at the dog. "Good boy" she says to the dog when he obeys, scratching him between the ears.
I'd actually change places with that dog if I could right now. Sid looks beautiful. She's
only wearing a pair of jeans and a t-shirt but she's amazing. "Breakfasts gonna be ready
in 5, Randy. Get out of bed lazy ass" Sid says grabbing the dog by the collar and taking
him out of the room.
I get up and close the door. And grab some clothes. Sid's house is extremely impressive,
there's a private bathroom in every room. I decide to have a quick shower. Whenever I shower
I ignore the scars as much as possible. There always there but sometimes I forget I have them.
Breakfasts great, with combined efforts Sid and Martha are great cooks. Apart both of them burn
pop tarts. I shouldn't really talk though; my culinary expertise is barley gourmet. Martha and
Sid are helping Gale with something to do with the wedding today so there sending Dewey over to
keep me company. That or there sending him over to get him out of there way.
"So how are you? Nervous about getting married Dew?" I ask after Dewey and I are talking.
"Very, it's still a few months away, but still" he says in a way only Dewey can.
"I know I'm kind of late but any chance I could get an invite? I wouldn't even mind standing
outside the church looking in through the window, just keep it open a crack so I can hear"
"How about I do one better." Dewey says smiling. "I don't have a best man. I wasn't going to
have one, but, how does being my best man sound?"
"Dewey I would be honored" I say, after two years I didn't expect to be accepted this quick
but I am and it's wonderful.
"By the way, Sid's Gale's maid of honor. You'll get to walk down the isle with Sid after me
and Gale leave."
"She's going with Kincaid though"
"Randy. Do you still love Sid?"
"I've had feelings for Sid since freshman year of high school. I've loved Sid since senior
year. My feelings for her will probably never change."
"Tell her."
"No way Dew. She'll probably never talk to me if I do."
"Either that or she'll drop Kincaid like three day old leftovers for you."
"First off, three day old leftovers don't taste that bad." Dewey laughs "and second" I
continue, "Sid doesn't like me like that. She'll always think of me as a friend and nothing
more."
"How many times did you think to ask Sid out?"
"After Leather face and before Derek? About twenty thousand times"
"Why didn't you?"
"Other then the fact I'm chicken shit? Oh I don't know...I fear rejection, well rejection and
knifes, knifes leave nasty scars."
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