A/N: For those of you on ff.net- pay no mind to the frivolous comment made
by one "EthanHawkeTrueLove." I assure you she meant no harm...
coughcoughcough. Lol. (In other words, it was Becky being stupid... lol )
Chapter Four- Skye's POV By Dani
"What's up with you?" I ask Rory as she stares at the phone.
"Um, nothing. I'm... I'm fine."
"Okay," I say, unsure. "Ok, um, Mike said hi."
Rory just nods, looking down at her hand intently as though they're incredibly fascinating sight to behold.
"You sure you're okay?" I press.
"Uh-huh. I'm going to swim practice. See you," she tells me as she rises from her seat.
"Swim's not till seven. It's only 5:30," I point out.
"I'm going to visit Uncle Marshall first," Rory calls back over her shoulder as she opens the door and leaves.
I sign online, talk to a couple of people, sign off, do some homework. Not that homework matters much. First of all, it's Spring Break now. No school for a week. ((A/N: I know earlier on we made a comment about an essay being due the next day, but ignore that. It was a mistake. Lol)) Second of all, all my college applications have been sent in and I even got early acceptance to one of my first choice schools, Princeton.
When I finish my small amount of homework, (I like to finish even if I don't have school the next day so I don't have to worry about it later.) my mom arrives home.
"Hey," I greet her.
"Hi, Honey. How was your day?"
"Fine."
"Where's the twin?"
"She went to Uncle Marshall's and I guess he'll give her a ride to swim."
"Oh, ok."
"Mom," I begin, "don't you think she spends a little too much time at Uncle Marshall's? I mean, she's seventeen and it's like she never sees daylight."
"Well, the man is a mathematical and scientific genius, and you know how important M.I.T. is to her. I think it's good for her. Besides, I don't hear her complaining when you're always hanging out with Michael."
"Yeah, well, Mike's cool," I mutter. Not that I don't love my Uncle Marshall immensely. He's just.... eccentric. And he doesn't have the best social skills.
"Mom, I'm gonna go for a drive."
"Alright... any special requests for dinner?"
"Umm... ravioli?"
"Sounds good. Be back by 6:30."
"Uh-huh."
I grab my keys and I'm out the door.
As I speed along the roads, I once again get to thinking about Michael's girlfriend. I know it's none of my business, but the whole thing seems so shady. For someone he's only been dating for like, a month, it's as if they're already married or something. Yet I've never once seen her go into Mike's apartment.
But maybe it's just one of those relationships you read about in books and see in movies... maybe they're soul mates or something.
Maybe he knew he was in love with her since the first time he saw her a month ago. Maybe he knew her for more then a month.....
Maybe there's a whole lot more to this story than my buddy Mike is letting me believe. Suddenly, I get an idea. I take a U-turn back to my apartment building.
I'm going to find out about this "Sydney," even if I have to break a law or two to do it. **** A/N: Pllleeeeease review, even if it's like "EthanHawkeTrueLove"'s. lol. :- D
Chapter Four- Skye's POV By Dani
"What's up with you?" I ask Rory as she stares at the phone.
"Um, nothing. I'm... I'm fine."
"Okay," I say, unsure. "Ok, um, Mike said hi."
Rory just nods, looking down at her hand intently as though they're incredibly fascinating sight to behold.
"You sure you're okay?" I press.
"Uh-huh. I'm going to swim practice. See you," she tells me as she rises from her seat.
"Swim's not till seven. It's only 5:30," I point out.
"I'm going to visit Uncle Marshall first," Rory calls back over her shoulder as she opens the door and leaves.
I sign online, talk to a couple of people, sign off, do some homework. Not that homework matters much. First of all, it's Spring Break now. No school for a week. ((A/N: I know earlier on we made a comment about an essay being due the next day, but ignore that. It was a mistake. Lol)) Second of all, all my college applications have been sent in and I even got early acceptance to one of my first choice schools, Princeton.
When I finish my small amount of homework, (I like to finish even if I don't have school the next day so I don't have to worry about it later.) my mom arrives home.
"Hey," I greet her.
"Hi, Honey. How was your day?"
"Fine."
"Where's the twin?"
"She went to Uncle Marshall's and I guess he'll give her a ride to swim."
"Oh, ok."
"Mom," I begin, "don't you think she spends a little too much time at Uncle Marshall's? I mean, she's seventeen and it's like she never sees daylight."
"Well, the man is a mathematical and scientific genius, and you know how important M.I.T. is to her. I think it's good for her. Besides, I don't hear her complaining when you're always hanging out with Michael."
"Yeah, well, Mike's cool," I mutter. Not that I don't love my Uncle Marshall immensely. He's just.... eccentric. And he doesn't have the best social skills.
"Mom, I'm gonna go for a drive."
"Alright... any special requests for dinner?"
"Umm... ravioli?"
"Sounds good. Be back by 6:30."
"Uh-huh."
I grab my keys and I'm out the door.
As I speed along the roads, I once again get to thinking about Michael's girlfriend. I know it's none of my business, but the whole thing seems so shady. For someone he's only been dating for like, a month, it's as if they're already married or something. Yet I've never once seen her go into Mike's apartment.
But maybe it's just one of those relationships you read about in books and see in movies... maybe they're soul mates or something.
Maybe he knew he was in love with her since the first time he saw her a month ago. Maybe he knew her for more then a month.....
Maybe there's a whole lot more to this story than my buddy Mike is letting me believe. Suddenly, I get an idea. I take a U-turn back to my apartment building.
I'm going to find out about this "Sydney," even if I have to break a law or two to do it. **** A/N: Pllleeeeease review, even if it's like "EthanHawkeTrueLove"'s. lol. :- D
