Chapter 8
-Mandy's POV
The next morning, I woke early and made breakfast for Missy and myself. I fried up some bacon and eggs and put on some coffee and soon realized that I was joined by not one, but two bodies in the kitchen. "Hey guys, sleep well?" I asked setting two plates of bacon and eggs in front of my sister and Brock. They were a pitiful sight. I had been up and dressed for hours and Missy was dressed in her old, red, cheerleading sweat pants and one of my white wife beaters while Brock was only in his black boxers. Missy hair was messed up and flying in all directions and Brock rubbed his eyes to get the sleep out of them. Both of them looked at me rather unamused.
"Mandy, you can have this. I'll grab something else," Brock sweetly offered knowing full well that I wasn't expecting his presence. I shook my head and sipped my coffee.
"Its fine, I have to run out soon anyway. Torrie and I are going shopping for some new ring clothes soon so I'll just get a bite while I'm out. You enjoy," I replied leaning against the kitchen counter laughing in my head at the sight of my sister and her boyfriend. Brock picked up his fork and dug in.
"This is delicious!" he insisted between a huge mouth full of eggs. I shrugged.
"I am the prestigious cook in the family," I smiled taking pride in my skills.
"So Mandy, where were you last night? You didn't get home until going on midnight!" Missy asked. I knew what she was getting at.
"I went out to dinner with Adam and Danny. She insisted upon it since apparently I "rescued" her," I replied. I could tell Missy was not very happy.
"I don't think it's a good idea that you are hanging out with him all of the sudden. I've heard some bad things about that crowd. Are you willing to risk getting that kind of a reputation?" Missy questioned prying into my business.
"Yes Melissa, I've heard some things too. However I think he is a pretty decent guy. He seemed fine last night anyway. Plus, I have no reason to believe that our private relationship will continue farther than last night. It was a one time only deal," I assured her, "besides, frankly it isn't any of your business!"
"That may be so, but I still don't like it. He's gonna bring trouble. This is gonna end us just like last time," She exclaimed. I shook my head. Adam didn't concern her in anyway. Why couldn't she just let it go? So things happened in the past, big deal. I had moved on, I had survived everything.
"She's right Mandy. That whole group has some serious issues. Don't you remember what happened to Jeff?" Brock reminded me. Jeff Hardy had been fired a while back from a rumored drug problem. I had no idea what the truth was, but stories did circulate around. I crossed my arms and stared blankly at the ceiling. Apparently they were under the impression that Adam and I were in some kind of commitment with each other which was totally not the case.
"Well I'm off. Torrie is gonna meet me in half an hour and I need to get gas on the way. I'll see you both later this afternoon," I said as I rinsed my mug in the sink and headed for the front door. I tried to block out everything that they had said about Adam and I. There was no intention of our relationship to every go any farther. Never the less, I did have a wonderful time on the prior evening and nothing anyone could do or say could change that fact.
(A/N- I have finished this story and I have the whole thing saved on my computer. I'm really excited about it! There's like a million more chapters to come, so brace yourselves! Hope you guys enjoy the 2 new chapters. I'll post 2 more when I get home tonight!)
-Mandy's POV
The next morning, I woke early and made breakfast for Missy and myself. I fried up some bacon and eggs and put on some coffee and soon realized that I was joined by not one, but two bodies in the kitchen. "Hey guys, sleep well?" I asked setting two plates of bacon and eggs in front of my sister and Brock. They were a pitiful sight. I had been up and dressed for hours and Missy was dressed in her old, red, cheerleading sweat pants and one of my white wife beaters while Brock was only in his black boxers. Missy hair was messed up and flying in all directions and Brock rubbed his eyes to get the sleep out of them. Both of them looked at me rather unamused.
"Mandy, you can have this. I'll grab something else," Brock sweetly offered knowing full well that I wasn't expecting his presence. I shook my head and sipped my coffee.
"Its fine, I have to run out soon anyway. Torrie and I are going shopping for some new ring clothes soon so I'll just get a bite while I'm out. You enjoy," I replied leaning against the kitchen counter laughing in my head at the sight of my sister and her boyfriend. Brock picked up his fork and dug in.
"This is delicious!" he insisted between a huge mouth full of eggs. I shrugged.
"I am the prestigious cook in the family," I smiled taking pride in my skills.
"So Mandy, where were you last night? You didn't get home until going on midnight!" Missy asked. I knew what she was getting at.
"I went out to dinner with Adam and Danny. She insisted upon it since apparently I "rescued" her," I replied. I could tell Missy was not very happy.
"I don't think it's a good idea that you are hanging out with him all of the sudden. I've heard some bad things about that crowd. Are you willing to risk getting that kind of a reputation?" Missy questioned prying into my business.
"Yes Melissa, I've heard some things too. However I think he is a pretty decent guy. He seemed fine last night anyway. Plus, I have no reason to believe that our private relationship will continue farther than last night. It was a one time only deal," I assured her, "besides, frankly it isn't any of your business!"
"That may be so, but I still don't like it. He's gonna bring trouble. This is gonna end us just like last time," She exclaimed. I shook my head. Adam didn't concern her in anyway. Why couldn't she just let it go? So things happened in the past, big deal. I had moved on, I had survived everything.
"She's right Mandy. That whole group has some serious issues. Don't you remember what happened to Jeff?" Brock reminded me. Jeff Hardy had been fired a while back from a rumored drug problem. I had no idea what the truth was, but stories did circulate around. I crossed my arms and stared blankly at the ceiling. Apparently they were under the impression that Adam and I were in some kind of commitment with each other which was totally not the case.
"Well I'm off. Torrie is gonna meet me in half an hour and I need to get gas on the way. I'll see you both later this afternoon," I said as I rinsed my mug in the sink and headed for the front door. I tried to block out everything that they had said about Adam and I. There was no intention of our relationship to every go any farther. Never the less, I did have a wonderful time on the prior evening and nothing anyone could do or say could change that fact.
(A/N- I have finished this story and I have the whole thing saved on my computer. I'm really excited about it! There's like a million more chapters to come, so brace yourselves! Hope you guys enjoy the 2 new chapters. I'll post 2 more when I get home tonight!)