"Connor, I could use some help." Tomorrow sighed as she tried picking up
all her bags at the airport checkout at JFK.
"I told you not to bring so much. We're only going to be here a week."
"I'm hosting SNL. I think people will appreciate it if I look nice."
"Nice does not include tube tops and see through shirts."
"Just help me. What's eating you anyway? Every since yesterday you've been acting weird." Coming over and touching his arm to which he flinched, "and distant. What happened?"
"Another of your dad's lectures."
"Oh well I can fix that" She smiled as she leaned in for a kiss.
"Tom" Connor pulled away. "Your dad's noticed how close we've gotten and he knows it's only a matter of time before something happens between us."
"So"
"So, I don't know if with senior year, cheerleading, the European tour, and college preparation you have time for other things."
"What exactly are you trying to say? What things can't I make time for? I try to make time for everything. Especially my family, which includes you more than anyone else."
"I'm just saying that you are spreading yourself too thin and I don't want to loose you."
"I don't want to loose you either. I know I inherited my mom's workaholic gene, but I promise nothing's more important than you."
"Well then for the time being I think we should kind of cool it, no dating other people, just less time together. Come on I got your bags."
As they were slowly walking out of JFK and to the cab that would take them to the hotel, Tomorrow bumped into a blonde woman. "I'm so sorry" Tom exclaimed.
"Man problems dear," the woman asked sympathetically looking towards Connor. "Don't you wish you could do something to him for ruining your trip."
"Who are you?"
"My name is Anyanka, the patron saint of scorned women, and I can help you if you'll let me. I know how painful love can be."
"I told you not to bring so much. We're only going to be here a week."
"I'm hosting SNL. I think people will appreciate it if I look nice."
"Nice does not include tube tops and see through shirts."
"Just help me. What's eating you anyway? Every since yesterday you've been acting weird." Coming over and touching his arm to which he flinched, "and distant. What happened?"
"Another of your dad's lectures."
"Oh well I can fix that" She smiled as she leaned in for a kiss.
"Tom" Connor pulled away. "Your dad's noticed how close we've gotten and he knows it's only a matter of time before something happens between us."
"So"
"So, I don't know if with senior year, cheerleading, the European tour, and college preparation you have time for other things."
"What exactly are you trying to say? What things can't I make time for? I try to make time for everything. Especially my family, which includes you more than anyone else."
"I'm just saying that you are spreading yourself too thin and I don't want to loose you."
"I don't want to loose you either. I know I inherited my mom's workaholic gene, but I promise nothing's more important than you."
"Well then for the time being I think we should kind of cool it, no dating other people, just less time together. Come on I got your bags."
As they were slowly walking out of JFK and to the cab that would take them to the hotel, Tomorrow bumped into a blonde woman. "I'm so sorry" Tom exclaimed.
"Man problems dear," the woman asked sympathetically looking towards Connor. "Don't you wish you could do something to him for ruining your trip."
"Who are you?"
"My name is Anyanka, the patron saint of scorned women, and I can help you if you'll let me. I know how painful love can be."