Chapter Seven: Encounter- Part B
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"So what did you tell her when she asked you that"? Darien inquired, genuinely amused at Amy's impulsive behavior. "You know Serena, she's too gullible, I told her that it would work, so she actually tried it". Darien couldn't help but burst out laughing, sure he knew Serena wasn't the brightest bulb in the closet but he thought she knew better than that. "Anyway, I eventually told her that you couldn't get pregnant by kissing and she stayed mad at me for a few hours"., Amy finished as she grabbed a napkin to wipe her mouth.
"Wow Amy, how long exactly have we talked for"? Darien's eyes widened as he took a look at his watch, they had arrived at the café at 9:30 and now it was 1:07, in the afternoon! "We've been sitting in this booth for over three hours"! Darien exclaimed while reaching for his coat at the back of his chair. "We'd better go". Amy replied while performing the same action as Darien.
It was amazing at all they had been talking about. Books, music, movies, you name it. It appeared that Amy and Darien shared the same interests and were reasonable enough to discuss them in an orderly manner.
They really hadn't eaten at all, just talked. It was nice having someone to talk to. For Amy none of the girls enjoyed any of what she liked and the same went for Darien.
The couple strolled down the sidewalk and down to a large building at the very end. When they reached it, they both paused in front of the building.
"Listen Darien, why don't you stay and help me decorate, I am going to call the others once the place is festive."
"What's going on today"?
"Darien." Amy whined in a childish tone. "Have you forgotten. Please tell me you didn't forget, you didn't forget did you"?
Darien stood dumbfounded, forget what? He thought to himself. "What"? He remarked. "Darien...what day is it today"?
Darien recalled yesterdays date and stood silent for about a minute. "Today's the 30". He said finally. "And what's the 30 stand for"? Amy continued. Darien thought long and hard, then it finally hit him. Today was Serena's birthday. "Oh my god!!!Today is Serena's birthday"! He shrieked aloud and started to panic. "I haven't gotten her anything, she'll hate for life, stupid, stupid, Darien, how did I forget, how could I forget?" The questions kept flowing and Amy couldn't help but giggle.
"Darien don't worry, you help me decorate and I'll help you pick out a present, deal?" Amy stretched out her hand in Darien direction. Darien stared at her as if examining her proposition. "Ummm, it's a deal". Darien shook her hand, though she was small, she had a strong grip.
Amy and Darien decide to take the elevator to the third floor to get started. The doors to the elevator opened with a metallic 'ping' as Amy fished in her pocket for her keys. She opened the door to find her apartment in shambles, not quite in the birthday bash mood, and the party was in a couple of hours.
Boy, did they have a lot of work to get done.
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"So what did you tell her when she asked you that"? Darien inquired, genuinely amused at Amy's impulsive behavior. "You know Serena, she's too gullible, I told her that it would work, so she actually tried it". Darien couldn't help but burst out laughing, sure he knew Serena wasn't the brightest bulb in the closet but he thought she knew better than that. "Anyway, I eventually told her that you couldn't get pregnant by kissing and she stayed mad at me for a few hours"., Amy finished as she grabbed a napkin to wipe her mouth.
"Wow Amy, how long exactly have we talked for"? Darien's eyes widened as he took a look at his watch, they had arrived at the café at 9:30 and now it was 1:07, in the afternoon! "We've been sitting in this booth for over three hours"! Darien exclaimed while reaching for his coat at the back of his chair. "We'd better go". Amy replied while performing the same action as Darien.
It was amazing at all they had been talking about. Books, music, movies, you name it. It appeared that Amy and Darien shared the same interests and were reasonable enough to discuss them in an orderly manner.
They really hadn't eaten at all, just talked. It was nice having someone to talk to. For Amy none of the girls enjoyed any of what she liked and the same went for Darien.
The couple strolled down the sidewalk and down to a large building at the very end. When they reached it, they both paused in front of the building.
"Listen Darien, why don't you stay and help me decorate, I am going to call the others once the place is festive."
"What's going on today"?
"Darien." Amy whined in a childish tone. "Have you forgotten. Please tell me you didn't forget, you didn't forget did you"?
Darien stood dumbfounded, forget what? He thought to himself. "What"? He remarked. "Darien...what day is it today"?
Darien recalled yesterdays date and stood silent for about a minute. "Today's the 30". He said finally. "And what's the 30 stand for"? Amy continued. Darien thought long and hard, then it finally hit him. Today was Serena's birthday. "Oh my god!!!Today is Serena's birthday"! He shrieked aloud and started to panic. "I haven't gotten her anything, she'll hate for life, stupid, stupid, Darien, how did I forget, how could I forget?" The questions kept flowing and Amy couldn't help but giggle.
"Darien don't worry, you help me decorate and I'll help you pick out a present, deal?" Amy stretched out her hand in Darien direction. Darien stared at her as if examining her proposition. "Ummm, it's a deal". Darien shook her hand, though she was small, she had a strong grip.
Amy and Darien decide to take the elevator to the third floor to get started. The doors to the elevator opened with a metallic 'ping' as Amy fished in her pocket for her keys. She opened the door to find her apartment in shambles, not quite in the birthday bash mood, and the party was in a couple of hours.
Boy, did they have a lot of work to get done.