Forever And Ever, And Ever
Title: Forever And Ever, And Ever
Author: Jenn
Summary: Through many trials and tribulations, will a Circle of Friends from their junior year learn to forgive and forget the past that haunts them?
Rating: G
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Chapter 3: Sugar Rush
Conner slammed down his pen on his old, oak desk in his room. He silently looked around his room, as if looking at it for the first time.
One thing stuck out, however; a beautifully framed picture of him and Liz...a picture of them at a beautiful name, the name of which he couldn't even remember.
Even he, Conner McDermott, couldn't figure out why he thought he had a chance with Liz, after all that he had done to her.
The pieces of the puzzle just didn't fit; oh, he tried to convince himself that he and Liz were over, yes...but why was there a sugar rush every time he saw her?
Once again, Conner flipped on the radio.
I know that I'm not dreamin',
Is my mind playin' tricks on me?
Your love won't let me believe in virtual reality.
It's beyong imagination,
My heart changes everything.
I know in my heart this ain't no virtual reality.
"Yeah!" the DJ said. "That was one of Jump5's other smashin' hits, Virtual Reality. I sincerely encourage you to go out and buy their CD!"
Everything seemed to fade for Conner. True, he hated religious music, but it was so weird for him how it seemed like there was a ring of truth in the lyrics to the songs.
Suddenly, a secular song went through his mind...a song that was a favorite of his by Dream Street. Sugar Rush. As if his mind were a mental casette tape player, the words rung over and over and over again in his mind.
You're my sugar rush...I get too weak and talk too much...You're the sweetest thing I ever tasted...You are my sugar rush...
"That's it," he said, picking up the receiver of the phone currently in his room. He was a senior in high school now, and he knew he could do it. He wouldn't let the sugar rush escape; he was going to get Elizabeth Wakefield back, even if it killed him.
Putting the phone receiver to his ear, he hastily dialed the number of the Wakefield household.
*RRRIIIINNNGGG!* went the shrill sound of the telephone. Neither of the Wakefield twins were in the mood to answer it; Jessica, too happy and preparing for a date with Jeremy, and Elizabeth, too depressed.
Finally, considering the caller obviously wasn't planning on giving up, their father, Mr. Ned Wakefield, answered the phone.
"Hello???" he spoke clearly into the receiver.
"Hi, Mr. Wakefield, this is Conner McDermott," the voice on the other line said. "I was wondering if Liz was home?"
Mr. Wakefield scowled. McDermott. Conner McDermott. The boy who had broken his daughter's heart so many times.
He was about to yell at Conner, however, a look from his wife, Alice, who was also in the room, stopped him.
"Ermmm....yes, she is. I'll have her pick up the line in her room," Mr. Wakefield continued.
"Thank-you, sir," Conner replied.
Conner sighed, yet in a happy sort of way. If Mr. Wakefield was actually polite, maybe there really was a chance. Yes; there had to be.
Title: Forever And Ever, And Ever
Author: Jenn
Summary: Through many trials and tribulations, will a Circle of Friends from their junior year learn to forgive and forget the past that haunts them?
Rating: G
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Chapter 3: Sugar Rush
Conner slammed down his pen on his old, oak desk in his room. He silently looked around his room, as if looking at it for the first time.
One thing stuck out, however; a beautifully framed picture of him and Liz...a picture of them at a beautiful name, the name of which he couldn't even remember.
Even he, Conner McDermott, couldn't figure out why he thought he had a chance with Liz, after all that he had done to her.
The pieces of the puzzle just didn't fit; oh, he tried to convince himself that he and Liz were over, yes...but why was there a sugar rush every time he saw her?
Once again, Conner flipped on the radio.
I know that I'm not dreamin',
Is my mind playin' tricks on me?
Your love won't let me believe in virtual reality.
It's beyong imagination,
My heart changes everything.
I know in my heart this ain't no virtual reality.
"Yeah!" the DJ said. "That was one of Jump5's other smashin' hits, Virtual Reality. I sincerely encourage you to go out and buy their CD!"
Everything seemed to fade for Conner. True, he hated religious music, but it was so weird for him how it seemed like there was a ring of truth in the lyrics to the songs.
Suddenly, a secular song went through his mind...a song that was a favorite of his by Dream Street. Sugar Rush. As if his mind were a mental casette tape player, the words rung over and over and over again in his mind.
You're my sugar rush...I get too weak and talk too much...You're the sweetest thing I ever tasted...You are my sugar rush...
"That's it," he said, picking up the receiver of the phone currently in his room. He was a senior in high school now, and he knew he could do it. He wouldn't let the sugar rush escape; he was going to get Elizabeth Wakefield back, even if it killed him.
Putting the phone receiver to his ear, he hastily dialed the number of the Wakefield household.
*RRRIIIINNNGGG!* went the shrill sound of the telephone. Neither of the Wakefield twins were in the mood to answer it; Jessica, too happy and preparing for a date with Jeremy, and Elizabeth, too depressed.
Finally, considering the caller obviously wasn't planning on giving up, their father, Mr. Ned Wakefield, answered the phone.
"Hello???" he spoke clearly into the receiver.
"Hi, Mr. Wakefield, this is Conner McDermott," the voice on the other line said. "I was wondering if Liz was home?"
Mr. Wakefield scowled. McDermott. Conner McDermott. The boy who had broken his daughter's heart so many times.
He was about to yell at Conner, however, a look from his wife, Alice, who was also in the room, stopped him.
"Ermmm....yes, she is. I'll have her pick up the line in her room," Mr. Wakefield continued.
"Thank-you, sir," Conner replied.
Conner sighed, yet in a happy sort of way. If Mr. Wakefield was actually polite, maybe there really was a chance. Yes; there had to be.