"Ahem." Fox said clearing his throat as he entered Theresa's room.
"Oh, hi." she said turning around from her position outside of the closet.
"Whats up?" he asked.
"Nothing, just re-organizing my closet." she said biting her lip as she looked at her closet.
"It looks organized enough to me." he said smiling.
"Yeah but I don't have anything better to do." she sighed as she moved a few clothes around.
"Today's July 4th! You're supposed to be celebrating our independence." he reminded her.
"I am celebrating." she replied. She looked at Fox's expression and then added, "In my own way."
"You're so unpatriotic." he joked.
"Don't get me started." she said narrowing her eyes at him.
"Ah! That reminds me!" he exclaimed happily. "The fireworks are going to start soon."
"And you're telling me this because?"
"Because I made a picnic and we're going to go watch the fireworks...just call it patriotic." he said, then he grabbed a shocked Theresa by the arm and dragged her out the door.
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"So, what do you think?" Fox asked as he plopped down onto the blanket.
Theresa looked at Fox's poor attempt at a picnic and laughed.
"What?" he asked clueless.
"Nothing." she said suppressing her giggles. "Its great!" she said forcing a smile.
Fox looked at her for a while and then read her mind. "Oh, I know. You're laughing at the fact that our drink is Juicy Juice and that our main course is Chef Boyardee." he said looking at the food he had prepared.
Theresa nodded her head and laughed. "Mhmm. It's quiet...cute!"
"Cute huh?" Fox said scratching his head. "I guess I can deal with that."
Theresa pulled out a Juicy Juice and placed the straw in the hole. "Ok, now you have to tell me about you cause we never talk about you. We're always talking about something else like me, and I can be a pretty boring subject."
"Not really." he said grinning. "What do you want to know?"
"I don't know...the nitty gritty details like for starters how about girlfriends...er, you have had a girlfriend right? Or are they all just one night flings?" she asked wanting to know.
Fox laughed. "There not all one night flings, I just have a lot of them at one time."
"All at one time huh?" she asked raising her eyebrows. "How many?"
"I'd say about 9 or 10 girlfriends." he bragged.
"9 or 10?!" Theresa screeched. She sat her drink down and gave him a serious look. "Did you sleep with all of them?"
"Only 6." he replied.
"ONLY 6!!" she repeated.
"Now you see why I don't talk about it much to you cause I knew you'd go wacko." he said rolling his eyes.
"No...its just...wow." Theresa said not being able to find the words.
"What about you?" Fox asked.
"What do you mean what about me?"
"How many guys have you slept with besides Ethan?" he persisted.
"Negative 1." she said playing with her hair.
"Negative 1?"
"I haven't slept with anyone, not even Ethan." she said a little embarassed.
Fox sat up and laughed. "How sweet! I always wondered why you seemed so...virginal."
Theresa stared at him angrily as he laughed. "That's not funny! I'm a virgin and I'm proud of it, so there!" she said crossing her arms.
"No, no." Fox said correcting himself. "I mean its good that you are one its just you put on this act..."
"What kind of act?" she asked curiously.
"The independent act." he answered. He looked at her face and saw that he had to clarify himself even more. "You have this look that says 'I'm sexy and experienced but I hate men so you can't have me'."
"Really?" Theresa said smiling. "I never noticed that about myself."
Fox just nodded as he drank his juice.
"So um," she began as she played with the blanket, "you think I'm sexy, huh?" she teased.
Fox looked at her and tried to find a way to start his sentence. "Um, yeah but-"
"That's all I needed to know." she said cutting him off. It was quiet for a few moments and then she looked at him and giggled. "Ha! You think I'm sexy."
"Don't push it." he said turning red.
"Ok Mr. I don't know what the hell to pack for a picnic." she laughed.
"Look, the fireworks are starting!" Fox exclaimed, happy that it would turn Theresa's attention to something else.
After a few minutes of watching the fireworks Theresa became bored. "I seriously don't see how people can look at fireworks for an hour, I mean its just the same thing over and over again and it messes up your ear drums so you're going to be half deaf when its over." she rambled.
Fox didn't answer, he just continued to stare at the fireworks.
Theresa sighed. "Luis once told me that-" she began again but she was cut off by Fox who was now planting a firey kiss on her lips.
He finally let go and turned back to the fireworks.
Theresa sat there stunned as she tried to put what just happened together. "W-why did you kiss me?" she finally asked.
"First because you were rambling about something Luis told you and secondly looking at fireworks is supposed to be romantic and even though nothings going on between us I thought that I'd just do it for the heck of it." he said with his gaze still fixed on the sky.
"Oh." Theresa said a little disappointed as she looked down.
Fox finally turned to her and smiled. "Yeah." He turned back around and Theresa sat there quiet and confused for the rest of the night.
"Oh, hi." she said turning around from her position outside of the closet.
"Whats up?" he asked.
"Nothing, just re-organizing my closet." she said biting her lip as she looked at her closet.
"It looks organized enough to me." he said smiling.
"Yeah but I don't have anything better to do." she sighed as she moved a few clothes around.
"Today's July 4th! You're supposed to be celebrating our independence." he reminded her.
"I am celebrating." she replied. She looked at Fox's expression and then added, "In my own way."
"You're so unpatriotic." he joked.
"Don't get me started." she said narrowing her eyes at him.
"Ah! That reminds me!" he exclaimed happily. "The fireworks are going to start soon."
"And you're telling me this because?"
"Because I made a picnic and we're going to go watch the fireworks...just call it patriotic." he said, then he grabbed a shocked Theresa by the arm and dragged her out the door.
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"So, what do you think?" Fox asked as he plopped down onto the blanket.
Theresa looked at Fox's poor attempt at a picnic and laughed.
"What?" he asked clueless.
"Nothing." she said suppressing her giggles. "Its great!" she said forcing a smile.
Fox looked at her for a while and then read her mind. "Oh, I know. You're laughing at the fact that our drink is Juicy Juice and that our main course is Chef Boyardee." he said looking at the food he had prepared.
Theresa nodded her head and laughed. "Mhmm. It's quiet...cute!"
"Cute huh?" Fox said scratching his head. "I guess I can deal with that."
Theresa pulled out a Juicy Juice and placed the straw in the hole. "Ok, now you have to tell me about you cause we never talk about you. We're always talking about something else like me, and I can be a pretty boring subject."
"Not really." he said grinning. "What do you want to know?"
"I don't know...the nitty gritty details like for starters how about girlfriends...er, you have had a girlfriend right? Or are they all just one night flings?" she asked wanting to know.
Fox laughed. "There not all one night flings, I just have a lot of them at one time."
"All at one time huh?" she asked raising her eyebrows. "How many?"
"I'd say about 9 or 10 girlfriends." he bragged.
"9 or 10?!" Theresa screeched. She sat her drink down and gave him a serious look. "Did you sleep with all of them?"
"Only 6." he replied.
"ONLY 6!!" she repeated.
"Now you see why I don't talk about it much to you cause I knew you'd go wacko." he said rolling his eyes.
"No...its just...wow." Theresa said not being able to find the words.
"What about you?" Fox asked.
"What do you mean what about me?"
"How many guys have you slept with besides Ethan?" he persisted.
"Negative 1." she said playing with her hair.
"Negative 1?"
"I haven't slept with anyone, not even Ethan." she said a little embarassed.
Fox sat up and laughed. "How sweet! I always wondered why you seemed so...virginal."
Theresa stared at him angrily as he laughed. "That's not funny! I'm a virgin and I'm proud of it, so there!" she said crossing her arms.
"No, no." Fox said correcting himself. "I mean its good that you are one its just you put on this act..."
"What kind of act?" she asked curiously.
"The independent act." he answered. He looked at her face and saw that he had to clarify himself even more. "You have this look that says 'I'm sexy and experienced but I hate men so you can't have me'."
"Really?" Theresa said smiling. "I never noticed that about myself."
Fox just nodded as he drank his juice.
"So um," she began as she played with the blanket, "you think I'm sexy, huh?" she teased.
Fox looked at her and tried to find a way to start his sentence. "Um, yeah but-"
"That's all I needed to know." she said cutting him off. It was quiet for a few moments and then she looked at him and giggled. "Ha! You think I'm sexy."
"Don't push it." he said turning red.
"Ok Mr. I don't know what the hell to pack for a picnic." she laughed.
"Look, the fireworks are starting!" Fox exclaimed, happy that it would turn Theresa's attention to something else.
After a few minutes of watching the fireworks Theresa became bored. "I seriously don't see how people can look at fireworks for an hour, I mean its just the same thing over and over again and it messes up your ear drums so you're going to be half deaf when its over." she rambled.
Fox didn't answer, he just continued to stare at the fireworks.
Theresa sighed. "Luis once told me that-" she began again but she was cut off by Fox who was now planting a firey kiss on her lips.
He finally let go and turned back to the fireworks.
Theresa sat there stunned as she tried to put what just happened together. "W-why did you kiss me?" she finally asked.
"First because you were rambling about something Luis told you and secondly looking at fireworks is supposed to be romantic and even though nothings going on between us I thought that I'd just do it for the heck of it." he said with his gaze still fixed on the sky.
"Oh." Theresa said a little disappointed as she looked down.
Fox finally turned to her and smiled. "Yeah." He turned back around and Theresa sat there quiet and confused for the rest of the night.
