The next Monday Lark wasted no time in getting to the fountain where Oliver and she had met. Though, when she got there, he wasn't waiting for her. Lark waited for about five minutes before she saw a nice little car pull up in front of her. Out came two red haired guys. Lark looked closer, and saw that the one on the right was Oliver...or was it the one on the left?
They walked towards her, and she started to giggle to herself, since she couldn't tell them apart.
"Hey Lark, this is my brother, James," Oliver (The one on the right, just like Lark had thought at first) said.
"It's a pleasure to meet you," Lark said, holding out her hand for him to shake.
Instead of shaking her hand, though, he took it, and brought it up to his lips, and kissed it, saying, "Ah, but the pleasure is all mine, Mademoiselle," in his best French accent.
Lark looked up at Oliver uneasily.
"Okay, Romeo, let's stop with that."
"I'm sorry, but I could not help myself," James went on in his fake accent.
"James, you're freaking the lady out."
"Sorry," he said looking at Lark.
"No problem," Lark replied.
They talked for the hour that Lark had to spare, and Lark and James immediately became the best of friends. As for Oliver and her, well you know how their relationship is going.
When it was time to go, Lark handed Oliver a piece of paper with her number on it, then hopped into her car, and left. But not before Oliver gave her a quick kiss. To Lark's dismay, it was on the cheek.
When Lark got home that night, she called Julie back in the U.S., and told her al about what had happened with Oliver and her over the past weekend.
"Whoa, those English boys work fast!" was all she had to say.
They talked for hours, then remembered it was long distance, and hung up.
Right after Lark had hung up the phone, it rang again. But, this time, it was Oliver.
"Hello, I was just wondering when that dance thing was," he asked.
"It's this Friday, I'll pick you up, that is, if you're coming."
"Of course I'm coming, I wouldn't miss it," he said.
"Oh, and have James come too," Lark said.
"Sure, and you're picking me up when?"
"Well, it starts at seven, and it's in the Maple Street Banquet Hall, so I'll come by your place at around 6:45. Can I just pick James up at your house too?"
"Yeah, I'll have him come over here. Well, I've got to go, I'm picking a little something up later, and I need to get ready for it."
"What are you talking about?" Lark asked, confused.
"Well, you'll just have to come over, and see for yourself, now won't you."
"Okay, I'll see you later, bye."
"Bye."
Later on that week, they planned for Lark to come over a bit earlier Friday night, to see what Oliver had been talking about.
It was already Friday, and as Lark put her long black, spaggheti strap, low-back dress on, she couldn't stop thinking about what Oliver would look like, all dressed up, and nice.
She pulled into his driveway at 6;35. As she walked onto his little steps that led up to his front door, she knew what the surprise was. Inside, she heard a faint little whimper, and then a bark.
She knocked on the door, getting ready to open it herself if he didn't hurry up and open it. She loved animals.
When Oliver finally came, Lark burst through to the living room, where she saw it. It was a cute little Bearded Collie puppy..
"Oh, he's so cute! What's his name?"
"Ewen."
"Wow, very unique. He's just so adorable."
"Yeas, sorry, but we better get going, I thought you would have a bit more time to see him, but it'll take at least fifteen minutes to get there, and we don't want to be late."
"Yeah, okay. Where's James?" Lark asked.
"He said he would drive himself. You know how I told you that his car broke down? Well, he got a new one, and he loves it, so I reckon he wants to try it out, and show it off."
"Oh, I see. Okay, well, let's go."
The drive did take at least fifteen minutes, in fact exactly fifteen minutes. James just happened to pull in right behind them, so it worked out perfect.
Sierra was standing outside waiting for them all, and escorted them to a big round table that she had reserved for the four of them.
"Sierra, this is James. James, this is Sierra," Lark said.
"It's a pleasure to meet you," Sierra said.
Lark looked up at Oliver and rolled her eyes, when James did the same thing to Sierra that he had done to her.
Sierra started giggling like mad, though.
There was a buffet table set up at the front of the large hall, so they all walked up there to get some grub.
As they were walking back, that's when the trouble started.
"Well, well, well...isn't this nice? Larky over here brought her boyfriend with her. And look, he brought his brother, and they're twins. How nice...not! How stupid is more like it. Twins are always dumb, and ugly, as these two represent so nicely," Lily said coldly.
"You're just jealous because you're family disowned you," Lark said right back.
"Excuse me?"
"I think you heard me," Lark was getting VERY angry.
"My family didn't disown me, see, Daddy's sitting right over there."
They all looked over to see a nice looking old man, probably about sixty or so.
"Oh, you brought your daddy? Why? To protect you from all of the guys who want you? Well, he must be doing a pretty good job, because I don't see anyone lining up to get your food for you," Lark said a little louder.
"How dare you!" Lily screamed.
"Easily."
Lily "Uh"ed really loudly, then got up and threw her water at the twin closest to her.
Lark's jaw dropped to the floor.
"What is your problem?" Sierra screamed, grabbing a napkin, and helping James clean himself up. But, Lark was taking action. She pounced on Lily, knocking her to the floor. It was like a WWF smack-down right there in the Maple street Banquet Hall.
Oliver tried pulling Lark off of Lily, but had a little trouble, because Lark kept punching and kicking even as she was being lifted up. As soon as Oliver had gotten Lark to stop, Lily stood up and looked at herself.
Her dress was torn, and her lip was bleeding, but that wasn't enough for her. She was very angry that Lark appeared to have no harm done. She flung herself at Lark, and tried to punch her, but missed as Lark rolled out of the way.
Lark got up on her feet, and waited for Lily to get up. As Lily got up though, Lark noticed she was standing on Lily's dress. That was before Lily did. As Lily stood up, he dress tore in half, from the waist down, and showed her nice neon pink undies.
Lily noticed what had happened, and started running for the nearest door, except she ran for the door that took you out to the street. Only a few seconds later, everyone heard her scream as she realized she was standing in front of a traffic jam with her undies showing. Lily ran back in, and ran in between the tables, and into the bathroom.
"Well, my job here is done," Lark said. She grabbed her bowl of mashed potatoes that she had gotten before her little WWF thing, and starting walking to the door. The other three followed her, shocked at what she had done.
As Lark walked out the door, she thought she saw Lily's father chuckling to himself.
"Thank you Lark, but you didn't have to do that," James said.
"Yes, I did."
They laughed as they rode to the nearest fast food place, and picked up some burgers.
They ate then, everyone drove home.
When they got to the apartment building, Oliver said, "You were really awesome tonight."
"Thank you," Lark said, smiling, as he got closer to her.
They kissed, and it was magical.
A few minutes later, Oliver and James rode home together, and Lark and Sierra walked into the apartment complex.
"Sierra, we're having a slumber party at my place, grab your stuff, and come on up, okay?" Lark said.
"Sure, I'll be right up."
They walked towards her, and she started to giggle to herself, since she couldn't tell them apart.
"Hey Lark, this is my brother, James," Oliver (The one on the right, just like Lark had thought at first) said.
"It's a pleasure to meet you," Lark said, holding out her hand for him to shake.
Instead of shaking her hand, though, he took it, and brought it up to his lips, and kissed it, saying, "Ah, but the pleasure is all mine, Mademoiselle," in his best French accent.
Lark looked up at Oliver uneasily.
"Okay, Romeo, let's stop with that."
"I'm sorry, but I could not help myself," James went on in his fake accent.
"James, you're freaking the lady out."
"Sorry," he said looking at Lark.
"No problem," Lark replied.
They talked for the hour that Lark had to spare, and Lark and James immediately became the best of friends. As for Oliver and her, well you know how their relationship is going.
When it was time to go, Lark handed Oliver a piece of paper with her number on it, then hopped into her car, and left. But not before Oliver gave her a quick kiss. To Lark's dismay, it was on the cheek.
When Lark got home that night, she called Julie back in the U.S., and told her al about what had happened with Oliver and her over the past weekend.
"Whoa, those English boys work fast!" was all she had to say.
They talked for hours, then remembered it was long distance, and hung up.
Right after Lark had hung up the phone, it rang again. But, this time, it was Oliver.
"Hello, I was just wondering when that dance thing was," he asked.
"It's this Friday, I'll pick you up, that is, if you're coming."
"Of course I'm coming, I wouldn't miss it," he said.
"Oh, and have James come too," Lark said.
"Sure, and you're picking me up when?"
"Well, it starts at seven, and it's in the Maple Street Banquet Hall, so I'll come by your place at around 6:45. Can I just pick James up at your house too?"
"Yeah, I'll have him come over here. Well, I've got to go, I'm picking a little something up later, and I need to get ready for it."
"What are you talking about?" Lark asked, confused.
"Well, you'll just have to come over, and see for yourself, now won't you."
"Okay, I'll see you later, bye."
"Bye."
Later on that week, they planned for Lark to come over a bit earlier Friday night, to see what Oliver had been talking about.
It was already Friday, and as Lark put her long black, spaggheti strap, low-back dress on, she couldn't stop thinking about what Oliver would look like, all dressed up, and nice.
She pulled into his driveway at 6;35. As she walked onto his little steps that led up to his front door, she knew what the surprise was. Inside, she heard a faint little whimper, and then a bark.
She knocked on the door, getting ready to open it herself if he didn't hurry up and open it. She loved animals.
When Oliver finally came, Lark burst through to the living room, where she saw it. It was a cute little Bearded Collie puppy..
"Oh, he's so cute! What's his name?"
"Ewen."
"Wow, very unique. He's just so adorable."
"Yeas, sorry, but we better get going, I thought you would have a bit more time to see him, but it'll take at least fifteen minutes to get there, and we don't want to be late."
"Yeah, okay. Where's James?" Lark asked.
"He said he would drive himself. You know how I told you that his car broke down? Well, he got a new one, and he loves it, so I reckon he wants to try it out, and show it off."
"Oh, I see. Okay, well, let's go."
The drive did take at least fifteen minutes, in fact exactly fifteen minutes. James just happened to pull in right behind them, so it worked out perfect.
Sierra was standing outside waiting for them all, and escorted them to a big round table that she had reserved for the four of them.
"Sierra, this is James. James, this is Sierra," Lark said.
"It's a pleasure to meet you," Sierra said.
Lark looked up at Oliver and rolled her eyes, when James did the same thing to Sierra that he had done to her.
Sierra started giggling like mad, though.
There was a buffet table set up at the front of the large hall, so they all walked up there to get some grub.
As they were walking back, that's when the trouble started.
"Well, well, well...isn't this nice? Larky over here brought her boyfriend with her. And look, he brought his brother, and they're twins. How nice...not! How stupid is more like it. Twins are always dumb, and ugly, as these two represent so nicely," Lily said coldly.
"You're just jealous because you're family disowned you," Lark said right back.
"Excuse me?"
"I think you heard me," Lark was getting VERY angry.
"My family didn't disown me, see, Daddy's sitting right over there."
They all looked over to see a nice looking old man, probably about sixty or so.
"Oh, you brought your daddy? Why? To protect you from all of the guys who want you? Well, he must be doing a pretty good job, because I don't see anyone lining up to get your food for you," Lark said a little louder.
"How dare you!" Lily screamed.
"Easily."
Lily "Uh"ed really loudly, then got up and threw her water at the twin closest to her.
Lark's jaw dropped to the floor.
"What is your problem?" Sierra screamed, grabbing a napkin, and helping James clean himself up. But, Lark was taking action. She pounced on Lily, knocking her to the floor. It was like a WWF smack-down right there in the Maple street Banquet Hall.
Oliver tried pulling Lark off of Lily, but had a little trouble, because Lark kept punching and kicking even as she was being lifted up. As soon as Oliver had gotten Lark to stop, Lily stood up and looked at herself.
Her dress was torn, and her lip was bleeding, but that wasn't enough for her. She was very angry that Lark appeared to have no harm done. She flung herself at Lark, and tried to punch her, but missed as Lark rolled out of the way.
Lark got up on her feet, and waited for Lily to get up. As Lily got up though, Lark noticed she was standing on Lily's dress. That was before Lily did. As Lily stood up, he dress tore in half, from the waist down, and showed her nice neon pink undies.
Lily noticed what had happened, and started running for the nearest door, except she ran for the door that took you out to the street. Only a few seconds later, everyone heard her scream as she realized she was standing in front of a traffic jam with her undies showing. Lily ran back in, and ran in between the tables, and into the bathroom.
"Well, my job here is done," Lark said. She grabbed her bowl of mashed potatoes that she had gotten before her little WWF thing, and starting walking to the door. The other three followed her, shocked at what she had done.
As Lark walked out the door, she thought she saw Lily's father chuckling to himself.
"Thank you Lark, but you didn't have to do that," James said.
"Yes, I did."
They laughed as they rode to the nearest fast food place, and picked up some burgers.
They ate then, everyone drove home.
When they got to the apartment building, Oliver said, "You were really awesome tonight."
"Thank you," Lark said, smiling, as he got closer to her.
They kissed, and it was magical.
A few minutes later, Oliver and James rode home together, and Lark and Sierra walked into the apartment complex.
"Sierra, we're having a slumber party at my place, grab your stuff, and come on up, okay?" Lark said.
"Sure, I'll be right up."