Two Sides; One Story
By: Lady-Evie
First Date
P.O.V.: Evelyn Carnahan
Part Two
I'm never dancing again!
We had only been dancing a few moments. A slow song had come on and the two of us were swaying to the steady beat. I was leaning my head on his shoulder and our arms were wrapped around each other. Pure bliss it was.
Unfortunately, we both failed to realize, the upcoming couple. They were a bit 'filled up' as Rick calls it, but we still could have avoided colliding with them. In a tenth of a second all four of us were on the flour in a tangled mess. As if he wanted more embarrassment the man (who spoke no English whatsoever) jumped up and started rattling on to Rick about how bad of a dancer I was in Arabic. I will never repeat what he called me.
Rick, who suddenly found me blushing with embarrassment as well as fear, jumped up as well and grabbed the man by his shirt collar, leveling their eyes. He demanded what the man was thinking by running into us. Seeing that Rick was nearly and foot and a half taller that he was, the man apologized quickly. But this wasn't good enough for Rick, who only tightened his grip. I then decided to take action.
"Rick, dear, put him down."
"What did he say to you, Evelyn?" Rick demanded, not bothering to look at me.
"Nothing that should be thought twice about. Now, put him down."
"Evelyn, tell me what he said." Rick was trying to keep cool, but it wasn't showing.
I glanced around, all eyes were in the room were on me, there was only silence. I needed to end this, and I needed to end it now.
"Rick, you put him down now, or I'll never speak to you again!" This got his attention.
Okay, new strategy: show him you mean business.
Hesitantly, he let the man reach the floor in one piece. Once he got his footing, the man grabbed his girl and the two dashed off without another word. I glared at the crowd who dispersed after a moment or so. My eyes went back to Rick. Giving him the very same glare, I turned and left the building.
~~~
After glancing through endless rows of cars, I stepped in Rick's and sat down. I then began waiting for the owner of the car to come and get me out of the horrid place. About a minute later, Rick too, was in the car.
"Please take me home." I said coldly.
"Evie..." he began.
"I don't want to here it. If you intend to handle the rest of the evening as you did in there, then there is no use in continuing this."
"But-"
"Do you know how embarrassing that was? To-To have all those people staring at me? Do you even care that you may have just ruined my reputation?"
I failed to notice he was getting closer to me.
"I know, but-"
"You know, they'll probably never let us in there again! I've never been kicked out of a place! I swear O'Connell if-"
I was cut off abruptly as his lips met mine. I felt myself go weak in the knees and was thankful I was sitting down. Rick's kiss was the most wonderful feeling in the world. I closed my eyes dreamily as all problems left me. He slowly pulled away, and gave a small chuckle.
"Calm down, I was just gonna apologize."
I grumbled.
"I hate it when you do that. I can never seem to stay mad at you."
"Yeah, I know." He kissed me on the nose. "Lemme make it up to you."
"And how do you plan to do that?"
"Just trust me."
And that's what I did, I trusted him.
Guess where that led me.
***
"Are you positive?"
I shook my head 'yes' for the seventh time.
"You don't have to get it if you don't want it."
"Rick, I'm absolutely sure that's what I want."
"Okay, then."
The nerve! I was hungry, and only a sixteen ounce steak could seize my apatite. The waiter blinked twice as he glanced from me to my dinning companion. Rick motioned with his finger for the skinny man to come closer. When he did so, Rick whispered something inaudible to the waiter who resulted in nodding as he backed away. He then walked slowly into the next room eyeing me cautiously.
"What did you tell him?" I asked suspiciously.
"Just that." he paused, thinking about his answer.
"Well?"
"...I told him it was our first date." He smiled innocently, and I returned it.
"That was sweet." I replied.
Ooh... he's lying through his teeth.
Please forgive me. This is not one of my favorite places to dine. If I recall, the last time I entered this restaurant was when Jonathan drank nine glasses of wine. I must admit not one of the other diners (including myself) were thrilled with his rendition of "Row Your Boat" while standing on the cart our waiter was pushing.
No, not at all.
Rick shifted position on his chair.
"Having a good time?" he asked.
"You could say that..."
Realizing he wasn't going to answer, I picked up the beverage list to past the time. I heard him move again so I looked over to see what he was doing. With a worried look on his face he was rummaging through his pockets. He looked as though he misplaced something. After a minute or so he let out a sigh of relief, I guess he found whatever he was looking for. Only then did he realize I was looking at him.
"What?" he asked.
I shook my head and stared back at the list I was holding. I wonder what he was holding in his pocket that made him worry so much.
My thoughts were once again interrupted as our food arrived.
****Author's Notes**** Wow, I think this is the longest thing I've ever written. Yay me! Looks like this is gonna bee longer than I intended. Oh well... Thank you so much for reviewing my last two chapters! It makes me think I doing okay with this. Please review! Comments are welcome!
Lady-Evie
By: Lady-Evie
First Date
P.O.V.: Evelyn Carnahan
Part Two
I'm never dancing again!
We had only been dancing a few moments. A slow song had come on and the two of us were swaying to the steady beat. I was leaning my head on his shoulder and our arms were wrapped around each other. Pure bliss it was.
Unfortunately, we both failed to realize, the upcoming couple. They were a bit 'filled up' as Rick calls it, but we still could have avoided colliding with them. In a tenth of a second all four of us were on the flour in a tangled mess. As if he wanted more embarrassment the man (who spoke no English whatsoever) jumped up and started rattling on to Rick about how bad of a dancer I was in Arabic. I will never repeat what he called me.
Rick, who suddenly found me blushing with embarrassment as well as fear, jumped up as well and grabbed the man by his shirt collar, leveling their eyes. He demanded what the man was thinking by running into us. Seeing that Rick was nearly and foot and a half taller that he was, the man apologized quickly. But this wasn't good enough for Rick, who only tightened his grip. I then decided to take action.
"Rick, dear, put him down."
"What did he say to you, Evelyn?" Rick demanded, not bothering to look at me.
"Nothing that should be thought twice about. Now, put him down."
"Evelyn, tell me what he said." Rick was trying to keep cool, but it wasn't showing.
I glanced around, all eyes were in the room were on me, there was only silence. I needed to end this, and I needed to end it now.
"Rick, you put him down now, or I'll never speak to you again!" This got his attention.
Okay, new strategy: show him you mean business.
Hesitantly, he let the man reach the floor in one piece. Once he got his footing, the man grabbed his girl and the two dashed off without another word. I glared at the crowd who dispersed after a moment or so. My eyes went back to Rick. Giving him the very same glare, I turned and left the building.
~~~
After glancing through endless rows of cars, I stepped in Rick's and sat down. I then began waiting for the owner of the car to come and get me out of the horrid place. About a minute later, Rick too, was in the car.
"Please take me home." I said coldly.
"Evie..." he began.
"I don't want to here it. If you intend to handle the rest of the evening as you did in there, then there is no use in continuing this."
"But-"
"Do you know how embarrassing that was? To-To have all those people staring at me? Do you even care that you may have just ruined my reputation?"
I failed to notice he was getting closer to me.
"I know, but-"
"You know, they'll probably never let us in there again! I've never been kicked out of a place! I swear O'Connell if-"
I was cut off abruptly as his lips met mine. I felt myself go weak in the knees and was thankful I was sitting down. Rick's kiss was the most wonderful feeling in the world. I closed my eyes dreamily as all problems left me. He slowly pulled away, and gave a small chuckle.
"Calm down, I was just gonna apologize."
I grumbled.
"I hate it when you do that. I can never seem to stay mad at you."
"Yeah, I know." He kissed me on the nose. "Lemme make it up to you."
"And how do you plan to do that?"
"Just trust me."
And that's what I did, I trusted him.
Guess where that led me.
***
"Are you positive?"
I shook my head 'yes' for the seventh time.
"You don't have to get it if you don't want it."
"Rick, I'm absolutely sure that's what I want."
"Okay, then."
The nerve! I was hungry, and only a sixteen ounce steak could seize my apatite. The waiter blinked twice as he glanced from me to my dinning companion. Rick motioned with his finger for the skinny man to come closer. When he did so, Rick whispered something inaudible to the waiter who resulted in nodding as he backed away. He then walked slowly into the next room eyeing me cautiously.
"What did you tell him?" I asked suspiciously.
"Just that." he paused, thinking about his answer.
"Well?"
"...I told him it was our first date." He smiled innocently, and I returned it.
"That was sweet." I replied.
Ooh... he's lying through his teeth.
Please forgive me. This is not one of my favorite places to dine. If I recall, the last time I entered this restaurant was when Jonathan drank nine glasses of wine. I must admit not one of the other diners (including myself) were thrilled with his rendition of "Row Your Boat" while standing on the cart our waiter was pushing.
No, not at all.
Rick shifted position on his chair.
"Having a good time?" he asked.
"You could say that..."
Realizing he wasn't going to answer, I picked up the beverage list to past the time. I heard him move again so I looked over to see what he was doing. With a worried look on his face he was rummaging through his pockets. He looked as though he misplaced something. After a minute or so he let out a sigh of relief, I guess he found whatever he was looking for. Only then did he realize I was looking at him.
"What?" he asked.
I shook my head and stared back at the list I was holding. I wonder what he was holding in his pocket that made him worry so much.
My thoughts were once again interrupted as our food arrived.
****Author's Notes**** Wow, I think this is the longest thing I've ever written. Yay me! Looks like this is gonna bee longer than I intended. Oh well... Thank you so much for reviewing my last two chapters! It makes me think I doing okay with this. Please review! Comments are welcome!
Lady-Evie