Chapter four
In your dreams
"You don't care what people think about you?"
"No."
Jamie had been on my mind, from the last thing I thought of last night to the first thing I thought of when I got up this morning. Her words rang in my head like a bell. It reminded me of John Donne's saying "No man is an island.send not to know for whom the bell tolls, it tolls for thee". For some reason I had to meet with her again. I had no clue why. She wasn't anything extraordinary. She only had auburn hair, which looked so soft that it would feel like silk to touch. sidetracking. Where would she be?
Could I have thought I was in love with such a man? He was so conceited, yet my mind kept thinking about the first day I saw him, lost and very lonely. Maybe he puts up a front with people to prevent himself from getting hurt. Eddie and I where out on the middle class veranda, when a young boy approached me.
"Miss Sullivan?"
I turned to him, "Yes?"
"Mr Carter requests an audience with you on the upper deck's veranda." Eddie gave me this funny look, which I managed to shrug of, whilst also hiding my disbelief and happiness.
"Tell Mr Carter, I'll come see him straight away".
As I got up to leave, Eddie put his hand gently on my arm "Jamie?"
"I won't be long my dear. I promise. It would be very rude of me to turn down his invitation." He gave me this worried look. "I will be okay; I am not made of glass", I softly said to him.
He released his grip on my arm and nodded his head. As I turned to leave he kissed me on my check and whispered, "I trust you."
What if she declined my invitation? What if Smith (the boy) could not find her? I felt nervous, but it soon passed as I saw her walking to me. She smiled and I caught my breath. what the hell? She wore a long red skirt and a white blouse, with her soft hair flowing down loosely.
"Hello Mr Carter, I believe you wanted to see me?" She was trying to be serious, so I smiled and played along.
"I wondered if I may have the pleasure of your company." I outstretched my arm to her, and she gently gripped it. We talked mostly about the weather and her past.
"Well, Mr Carter we have walked all over this deck and we have talked about me and the weather but I reckon that's not the reason you asked me here." I was startled, I had really enjoyed her company, I forgot that I must have a reason for calling her up to my deck.
"Landon there you are!" they must have been his friends. They strode up to him but stopped when they saw me. This dainty woman noticed my hand on his arm and frowned. Landon tensed up and let my hand drop.
I turned to him and said "so I'll see you later?" Hoping to get away from his friend's stares I honestly don't know where it came from. "In your dreams." No, you jerk! Why did you say that? I just prayed Jamie would understand. I couldn't let my friends know about us. I had a reputation and Jamie Sullivan just didn't fit anywhere into it. She nodded at me like she got the point and then walked off back down to her deck with this look on her face, while all my friends just stood there laughing at her. 'Why did you say it Landon? Why did you say it?' "In your dreams." Those words were like a thousand knives stabbing me all over my body, all I could think about was the pain slicing through my heart. I nodded at him to let him know I understood his meaning. 'It's okay if I spend time with you, but we definitely can't let your upper class friends know, right Landon? Fine. If that's the way you want it.' Stick you, and stick your reputation. Normally I wouldn't use that sort of language I was just so. so foolish for thinking we could ever be friends. You have your class and I have mine, they where never meant to mix. I went to the little ladies room and cried. I can't remember the last time I cried, but I was just so wounded. I thought I saw something in you Landon, that afternoon, something special. but I was very wrong.
Jamie had been on my mind, from the last thing I thought of last night to the first thing I thought of when I got up this morning. Her words rang in my head like a bell. It reminded me of John Donne's saying "No man is an island.send not to know for whom the bell tolls, it tolls for thee". For some reason I had to meet with her again. I had no clue why. She wasn't anything extraordinary. She only had auburn hair, which looked so soft that it would feel like silk to touch. sidetracking. Where would she be?
Could I have thought I was in love with such a man? He was so conceited, yet my mind kept thinking about the first day I saw him, lost and very lonely. Maybe he puts up a front with people to prevent himself from getting hurt. Eddie and I where out on the middle class veranda, when a young boy approached me.
"Miss Sullivan?"
I turned to him, "Yes?"
"Mr Carter requests an audience with you on the upper deck's veranda." Eddie gave me this funny look, which I managed to shrug of, whilst also hiding my disbelief and happiness.
"Tell Mr Carter, I'll come see him straight away".
As I got up to leave, Eddie put his hand gently on my arm "Jamie?"
"I won't be long my dear. I promise. It would be very rude of me to turn down his invitation." He gave me this worried look. "I will be okay; I am not made of glass", I softly said to him.
He released his grip on my arm and nodded his head. As I turned to leave he kissed me on my check and whispered, "I trust you."
What if she declined my invitation? What if Smith (the boy) could not find her? I felt nervous, but it soon passed as I saw her walking to me. She smiled and I caught my breath. what the hell? She wore a long red skirt and a white blouse, with her soft hair flowing down loosely.
"Hello Mr Carter, I believe you wanted to see me?" She was trying to be serious, so I smiled and played along.
"I wondered if I may have the pleasure of your company." I outstretched my arm to her, and she gently gripped it. We talked mostly about the weather and her past.
"Well, Mr Carter we have walked all over this deck and we have talked about me and the weather but I reckon that's not the reason you asked me here." I was startled, I had really enjoyed her company, I forgot that I must have a reason for calling her up to my deck.
"Landon there you are!" they must have been his friends. They strode up to him but stopped when they saw me. This dainty woman noticed my hand on his arm and frowned. Landon tensed up and let my hand drop.
I turned to him and said "so I'll see you later?" Hoping to get away from his friend's stares I honestly don't know where it came from. "In your dreams." No, you jerk! Why did you say that? I just prayed Jamie would understand. I couldn't let my friends know about us. I had a reputation and Jamie Sullivan just didn't fit anywhere into it. She nodded at me like she got the point and then walked off back down to her deck with this look on her face, while all my friends just stood there laughing at her. 'Why did you say it Landon? Why did you say it?' "In your dreams." Those words were like a thousand knives stabbing me all over my body, all I could think about was the pain slicing through my heart. I nodded at him to let him know I understood his meaning. 'It's okay if I spend time with you, but we definitely can't let your upper class friends know, right Landon? Fine. If that's the way you want it.' Stick you, and stick your reputation. Normally I wouldn't use that sort of language I was just so. so foolish for thinking we could ever be friends. You have your class and I have mine, they where never meant to mix. I went to the little ladies room and cried. I can't remember the last time I cried, but I was just so wounded. I thought I saw something in you Landon, that afternoon, something special. but I was very wrong.
