Chpt 12's a bit funny . If u don't get it e-mail me. [Those big words in
the middle of the chapter are none that I fully understand so highlighting
them and pressing D will NOT help u very much either.]
But chpt 13 is a bit sad. Anywayz ENJOY!
CHAPTER 12 (Giggle_giggle_groan)
Sora stood patiently in the kitchen next to one of the chefs, waiting for another order. She was thinking about the time when Matt got her out of her date with Chris.
*Flashback*
'Please! Just this once, please!' begged Sora.
'No! You'll hurt the poor guy's feelings. He liked you enough to ask you out. This, Chris, guy will be crushed.' said Matt. Sora had asked Matt to pretend to be her brother, interrupt her date and save her from Chris. Chris had had a crush on her since forever and the dreaded day had come when he asked her on a date.
'Please! He won't know. That's why you have to pretend.' she pleaded with puppy eyes.
'Okay, okay! But never again.' he agreed reluctantly.
********
'Um, excuse me, but you have . . .um, drool, on . . .' Sora was trying to explain to Chris that he had saliva oozing down his chin. She was sitting in a snazzy restaurant with snazzy food, snazzy waiters and a dorky date.
'Sorry,' he apologised and then wiped it away with his sleeve, 'So, where was I, oh yes, so the intractable USD blew and the gibe of the pachydermatous SCSI invalidated and the sacrilegious PGA and SEC of the ISA slots couldn't deal with the adversity so the integrals retorted but I had an umbrageous ACSII on hand and I . . .'
Suddenly in rushed Matt, as part of the act, with a fake sweat and even faker panting. 'Listen . . . um .. mother is, is . . . is sick!' he announced according to their plan with fraudulent urgency in between his phoney gasps. He was on his haunches and had one hand on his chest, working hard to convince Chris that he was in a flurry.
'Come on,' he urged, tugging at Sora's arm. Sora put on a concerned face and deciding to milk the situation for all it was worth, asked 'How?'
'What do you mean, how?' questioned Matt, his gasps becoming less frequent and the 'fakeness' wearing off.
'How?'
'Bad. Come, it's really bad.'
'How bad then?' she asked with a hint of a smile. She wasn't going to make it that easy for him!
'Very. Bad enough for you to hurry!'
'Bad?'
'Yes! Um. . . um . . . worse than last time!' answered Matt, but if she was playing then so was he, 'Hey! It's been 5 minutes. Just thought that you should know. I'm gonna head back now, it's probably getting worse!'
'No!' shouted Sora quickly. By now everyone in the restaurant was staring, either in concern or irritation depending on whether they had fallen for the act (like Chris) or not.
Quickly, Matt grabbed Sora's arm and hauled her out of the restaurant. When they were safely out of sight and hearing distance, Sora hugged and thanked Matt until he was forced to pin her against the wall. She was so grateful that he had easily persuaded her to go clubbing with him that night, something she'd otherwise never agree to.
*Flashback ends*
Sora allowed herself a chuckle and then prepared to wheel another loaded trolley out of the kitchen.
CHAPTER 13 (Roses R Red)
'Hot guy coming through! Hot guy coming through! Hot guy with red roses for a gorgeous lady, coming through!' hollered a man with a bunch of roses held high above his head trying to squeeze through the kitchen staff.
Oh no, oh no! thought Sora. It was Matt, paying her a visit, a very embarrassing visit. Sora turned immediately to quietly creep out of the kitchen to avoid him, but she was tapped on the shoulder before making her exit. Everyone stared at Sora, waiting for her response to her celebrity visitor. They all knew about their 'fall out' a few days before. Sora hadn't mentioned Matt at all. She hadn't been seen with him either.
'Hi, how you doing?' she asked with a nervous smile, seizing the roses from him in an attempt to get him outside as quickly as possible. Everyone stared on, not making a sound but waiting in anticipation. She glanced around, then stood up on her tippy toes and gave Matt an uncomfortable peck on the cheek to satisfy them. Instantaneously everyone was bustling back to work, screaming and shouting in the process.
'Matt, can I have a word with you outside please?' she whispered after a false laugh to reassure everyone.
'Sure.' he replied, stepping aside so that she could lead him to wherever outside was.
*****
In the courtyard everything was peaceful and tranquil, the birds perched in the trees twittered contentedly and the leaves rustled gently in the breeze. But something was really eating away at Sora.
'Sit down.' she said to Matt, pointing to the bench. Then she spoke solemnly, 'Look, I have something to ask you. It's very important that you tell me everything you know and that it's the plain and honest truth.'
Sora fiddled with the petal of a rose for a few minutes while gathering her thoughts, with Matt looking at her anxiously yet somewhat patiently.
'Okay,' she said taking a deep breath, 'Did you know a Jamie Forsman once?'
Matt's eyebrows jumped in disbelief. He breathed in slowly and turned to face the water fountain in front of them. He put his head in his hands and sighed. Sora knew that he would be surprised at the question and continued waiting for her answer in silence.
He straightened up and looked her in the eye. His sparkled, evidence of the sustained tears which were waiting to flow freely.
'Yes. Yes, I knew Jamie Forsman. Judging by the way you said 'did' you know him, makes me think that you know what happened to him.' said Matt softly.
'Yeah, he was um, . . .' she tried to point out the truth without being insensitive.
'Executed.' finished Matt, 'He deserved it, the bastard.'
'The b...b.bastard?' repeated Sora uncertainly, 'Weren't you, like, his best friend or something?'
'I was, but . . .' Matt let his sentence hang. He paused to think. Then he turned to Sora, looked her back in the eye and said, 'What I am about to tell you, is what I have never told any person on Earth.' Sora waited with baited breath and Matt sighed heavily again, 'I told the jury that Jamie l set off that bomb. When I left I found out that many people think I lied. Well. . . I did.'
Sora felt sorry for him for a thousandth of a second then she was filled to the brim with . . . hatred. He was more of the bastard. He was the one who got his best friend killed. How could he? How could he lie at the cost of another person's life?
Sora shoved the flowers at Matt in anger and stood up. Seemingly composed but in actual fury she strode away, leaving Matt with the tattered bunch of roses on his lap and his head hanging in shame. He wasn't even going to go after her. He understood what she felt.
~ This is the second last chpt so obviously the next one's the last. (it'll probably b posted next week Mon). If I get enough review asking 4 a sequel I might do one.
But that depend on ur REVIEWS. *hint, hint* *nudge, nudge* *wink, wink* ;-)
So, I'll b waiting! ~ SpagetiG
But chpt 13 is a bit sad. Anywayz ENJOY!
CHAPTER 12 (Giggle_giggle_groan)
Sora stood patiently in the kitchen next to one of the chefs, waiting for another order. She was thinking about the time when Matt got her out of her date with Chris.
*Flashback*
'Please! Just this once, please!' begged Sora.
'No! You'll hurt the poor guy's feelings. He liked you enough to ask you out. This, Chris, guy will be crushed.' said Matt. Sora had asked Matt to pretend to be her brother, interrupt her date and save her from Chris. Chris had had a crush on her since forever and the dreaded day had come when he asked her on a date.
'Please! He won't know. That's why you have to pretend.' she pleaded with puppy eyes.
'Okay, okay! But never again.' he agreed reluctantly.
********
'Um, excuse me, but you have . . .um, drool, on . . .' Sora was trying to explain to Chris that he had saliva oozing down his chin. She was sitting in a snazzy restaurant with snazzy food, snazzy waiters and a dorky date.
'Sorry,' he apologised and then wiped it away with his sleeve, 'So, where was I, oh yes, so the intractable USD blew and the gibe of the pachydermatous SCSI invalidated and the sacrilegious PGA and SEC of the ISA slots couldn't deal with the adversity so the integrals retorted but I had an umbrageous ACSII on hand and I . . .'
Suddenly in rushed Matt, as part of the act, with a fake sweat and even faker panting. 'Listen . . . um .. mother is, is . . . is sick!' he announced according to their plan with fraudulent urgency in between his phoney gasps. He was on his haunches and had one hand on his chest, working hard to convince Chris that he was in a flurry.
'Come on,' he urged, tugging at Sora's arm. Sora put on a concerned face and deciding to milk the situation for all it was worth, asked 'How?'
'What do you mean, how?' questioned Matt, his gasps becoming less frequent and the 'fakeness' wearing off.
'How?'
'Bad. Come, it's really bad.'
'How bad then?' she asked with a hint of a smile. She wasn't going to make it that easy for him!
'Very. Bad enough for you to hurry!'
'Bad?'
'Yes! Um. . . um . . . worse than last time!' answered Matt, but if she was playing then so was he, 'Hey! It's been 5 minutes. Just thought that you should know. I'm gonna head back now, it's probably getting worse!'
'No!' shouted Sora quickly. By now everyone in the restaurant was staring, either in concern or irritation depending on whether they had fallen for the act (like Chris) or not.
Quickly, Matt grabbed Sora's arm and hauled her out of the restaurant. When they were safely out of sight and hearing distance, Sora hugged and thanked Matt until he was forced to pin her against the wall. She was so grateful that he had easily persuaded her to go clubbing with him that night, something she'd otherwise never agree to.
*Flashback ends*
Sora allowed herself a chuckle and then prepared to wheel another loaded trolley out of the kitchen.
CHAPTER 13 (Roses R Red)
'Hot guy coming through! Hot guy coming through! Hot guy with red roses for a gorgeous lady, coming through!' hollered a man with a bunch of roses held high above his head trying to squeeze through the kitchen staff.
Oh no, oh no! thought Sora. It was Matt, paying her a visit, a very embarrassing visit. Sora turned immediately to quietly creep out of the kitchen to avoid him, but she was tapped on the shoulder before making her exit. Everyone stared at Sora, waiting for her response to her celebrity visitor. They all knew about their 'fall out' a few days before. Sora hadn't mentioned Matt at all. She hadn't been seen with him either.
'Hi, how you doing?' she asked with a nervous smile, seizing the roses from him in an attempt to get him outside as quickly as possible. Everyone stared on, not making a sound but waiting in anticipation. She glanced around, then stood up on her tippy toes and gave Matt an uncomfortable peck on the cheek to satisfy them. Instantaneously everyone was bustling back to work, screaming and shouting in the process.
'Matt, can I have a word with you outside please?' she whispered after a false laugh to reassure everyone.
'Sure.' he replied, stepping aside so that she could lead him to wherever outside was.
*****
In the courtyard everything was peaceful and tranquil, the birds perched in the trees twittered contentedly and the leaves rustled gently in the breeze. But something was really eating away at Sora.
'Sit down.' she said to Matt, pointing to the bench. Then she spoke solemnly, 'Look, I have something to ask you. It's very important that you tell me everything you know and that it's the plain and honest truth.'
Sora fiddled with the petal of a rose for a few minutes while gathering her thoughts, with Matt looking at her anxiously yet somewhat patiently.
'Okay,' she said taking a deep breath, 'Did you know a Jamie Forsman once?'
Matt's eyebrows jumped in disbelief. He breathed in slowly and turned to face the water fountain in front of them. He put his head in his hands and sighed. Sora knew that he would be surprised at the question and continued waiting for her answer in silence.
He straightened up and looked her in the eye. His sparkled, evidence of the sustained tears which were waiting to flow freely.
'Yes. Yes, I knew Jamie Forsman. Judging by the way you said 'did' you know him, makes me think that you know what happened to him.' said Matt softly.
'Yeah, he was um, . . .' she tried to point out the truth without being insensitive.
'Executed.' finished Matt, 'He deserved it, the bastard.'
'The b...b.bastard?' repeated Sora uncertainly, 'Weren't you, like, his best friend or something?'
'I was, but . . .' Matt let his sentence hang. He paused to think. Then he turned to Sora, looked her back in the eye and said, 'What I am about to tell you, is what I have never told any person on Earth.' Sora waited with baited breath and Matt sighed heavily again, 'I told the jury that Jamie l set off that bomb. When I left I found out that many people think I lied. Well. . . I did.'
Sora felt sorry for him for a thousandth of a second then she was filled to the brim with . . . hatred. He was more of the bastard. He was the one who got his best friend killed. How could he? How could he lie at the cost of another person's life?
Sora shoved the flowers at Matt in anger and stood up. Seemingly composed but in actual fury she strode away, leaving Matt with the tattered bunch of roses on his lap and his head hanging in shame. He wasn't even going to go after her. He understood what she felt.
~ This is the second last chpt so obviously the next one's the last. (it'll probably b posted next week Mon). If I get enough review asking 4 a sequel I might do one.
But that depend on ur REVIEWS. *hint, hint* *nudge, nudge* *wink, wink* ;-)
So, I'll b waiting! ~ SpagetiG