Chapter Four- The Day When Both Paths Crossed.
The night turned to mourning at Boston U, and it's students were getting ready to start the day all over again.
" hey" Charity said warmly.
"oh, hey babe."
" so what's up?"
" oh I'm busy with this paper."
" oh. Well I won't keep you, I just called to say hey."
" alright bye" he said as Jhon hung up the phone.
" bye," Charity answered, to the dial tone.
" mourning Charity." Destiny said walking from the kitchen to their room.
" mourning"Charity said in a dissapointed tone.
" what's wrong?"
" oh nothing, just a bit tired still."
" me too."she said." can't believe you got a job on your second day here."
" neither did I." Charity said" anyways, did you have breakfast yet?"
" no, you acctually have breakfast in the mourning I never have time for it."
" are you kidding? come on, I'll make you something." Charity said as she started towards the kitchen.
Meanwhile, our two passed out drunks woke up and were now having breakfast and watching t.v.
" who lives in a pinnapple under the sea?" the theme song, ran through the dorm room.
"Spongebob Square pants!" both Miguel and Marcus, exclaimed happilly, as they continued to watch, and ever so often chuckle, and stuff cereal in there mouths.The suave and cool duo of Miguel and Marcus were every Saturday mourning broken down to nine year old boys, if all those girls could see them now!
" what time is it?" Miguel asked.
" eight."
" are we opening the store today?"
" Kirk." Marcus answere tottally absorbed into the cartoon.
" excellent" he smiled as he turned to volume up and he and Marcus continued to chuckle.
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" Charity where'd you learn how to cook?"
" my grandmother." Charity smilled" I used to sit up on a stool, when a was small, and she'd let me cook with her, and that's how it's been ever since"Destiny smilled at the warm story " except I lost the stool when I was twelve, got a little too tall." they both giggled.
" so how's Jhon?"
" oh he's good, we couldn't talk to day though he had a paper to right."
" oh."
"yup." Charity said as she joined Destiny at the table." but it's alright though, some other time.It's just a phone call."
" right."
" so I heard, that this guy named...umm Marcus your a little..."
" a little nothing, Marcus just wishes."
" so you don't have a boyfriend."
" acctually I used to have this thing, with this guy.But it didn't work out."
"really?"
" yeah, but that was allong time ago...how was your first day at the coffe shop?"
" tiersome, but in a way I kind of liked it."
"cool. I could never work in a coffe shop, the record store a perfect fit."
" sounds fun working there, at the coffe shopt it's just me and the boss."
" it is, you should stop by on your break you'll see exactlly what I mean."
" I think I'll do that." Charity said as she looked at her watch " I better start getting ready for work."
" me too." they both got up from the table.
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" man, Spongebob is the best!" Miguel exclaimed happilly as they show ended, and he turned the tv off.
" where was this when we were growing up?"
"seriously."
" well time for work." Marcus said as he got up from the couch.
" already?"
" yup."
"I'm not going." Miguel said in a serious tone.
" see that's why you can't watch cartoon's in the mourning, you get hooked."Marcus chastized." yes you are!"
"what are you going to do? drag me." he laughed, as Marcus shot him a look.
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" Connie?" she shouted to the empty coffe house " Connie?" she shrugged, as went to the back room, to find Connie and her boyfriend shoving their tounges down eachother's throat's." I'll come back" Charity said softly, as she closed the door,and made herself comfy on the couch, boared to death she decided to get her cellphone and call Jhon.She started to dial the number's.
" hello?" a voice answered.
" hey is Jhon there?"
" one minute, Charity let me check." she waited, and waited...and waited until finally her first customer's came and she had to hang up.
Next door at the record store, Destiny, Alysa and Kirk were getting thigs ready for the day waiting for Marcus and Miguel to arrive.
" every Staurday mourning! it's the same damn thing"Kirk protested, as he walked to the back room." the two beuty queens are probably sleeping." he laughed at his smart remark" beauty queens, I'm too good." Just as he closed the door to the back room, Marcus came in, pulling Miguel along side him.
" baby I'm here" Marcus shouted to the back.
" whatever Marcus!" Destiny shouted back.
" I'm gonna wear her down you'll see!"
" sure you are," Miguel said sacasticly." when I fall in love!"
" shut up!" Marcus snapped.
" make me!"
" gladly"he said as they started to play fight.
" hey! hey!" Kirk said, as he emerged from the back room." stop it you bumbling fools."
"what?" Miguel said as he pushed Marcus off.
" you heard me." half nervous, half affraid of what Miguel would do to him. Kirk always had a way of getting on Miguel's nerves, from Kirk testing Miguel's intelligence or just breathing as far as Miguel was concerned, the feeling was mutual for Kirk but let's face it how could a 112 lb's of bones pummel a 210lb's of meat." now get back to work" he said , not facing Miguel.
"you know what Kirk, I really don't care if your assistant manager your not my boss."
" really, well I might not be your boss but trust me I can get you fired just as easilly, it'll be the happiest move I make..." he said as he began to work" Marcus is idiot enough." he hissed, as he went to the back room, Miguel and Marcus right behind ready, to cause him harm.
" it's not worth it!" Destiny said as she placed herself infront of the back room door." he wasn't playing he can really get you fired."
" I don't care! at least I'll know I beat him to a bloody pulp."Miguel shouted,so Kirk could hear.
" just get to work!" Destiny laughed, as she directed Miguel to the cash.
" you know Destiny, if I'm fired we can be toghether." Marcus stated leaning on the station door.
" and I still wouldn't care." she laughed coldly, as she shut the door.
" that's okay!" Marcus finished, talking to the door.Afterwards, he joined Miguel at the cash as their first customer's came in.
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" thank, you."
" your very welcome, come back soon." Charity said warmly, as the costomer's left.She was still a bit upset about Jhon but he had a good reason she told herself, even though deep down inside she worried a bit.
" I'll call you later." Connie said as her and her boyfriend stepped out of the back room.
" sure" he answered,casually checking Charity out as he left.
" isn't he great" she said faintly.
" yeah, looks like a keeper Connie" said in sweet sarcasm, no matter how hard Charity tried she could master the real sarcasm, wasn't part of her character.
"you really think so?" she asked looking at Charity with big eyes full of hope.
" sure." she smilled.
" I really like him."
" I can tell." she said"look Connie when are you gonna get other waitresses, it so quiet in here."
" soon I hope, I know exactlly what your talking about."Charity knodded, and continued to work." hey look, you can go on a little break if you want, I can take over for a bit."
" thanks." Charity chimmed as she headed towards te back room.She knew she shouldn't even think about it, but she decided to give it one last try.
" hello, is Jhon there?" she waited for a response" oh, well just tell him I called...please. Okay, thanks later."she shoved her cellphone deep down into her purse in frustation, and decided to pop in next door and see if the record store was as fun as it looked.
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' Everywhere we go, people wanna know...
who we are, so we tell them;
this is D-Block Mighty,Mighty D-Block.
Everywhere we go, people wanna know...
who we are, so we tell them;
this is D-Block Mighty,Mighty D-Block.
Everywhere we go... People wanna know...
D-Block.'(D.Block-Everywhere we go.)
" ...I give her an eight, she's pretty cute but looks kind of crazy"Miguel said profoundly.
" but is that a bad thing?"
" yes, yes it is.Have you ever seen waiting to exhale,that girl burns all of her boyfriends clothes and then she blew up his car."
"dirty"
" my point exactly."
" what about her?"
" I don't even think that is a her." they both took a closer look." it isn't." Just then a floud of people walked into the record shop, along with Charity.
" oh my God, Miguel look at the girl with the...blond farah hair."
" eww! Marcus that's a guy, are you trying to tell me something?"
" no! the one behind the guy with farah hair."they waited, for the guy to move, and there she was; searching the room of people for Destiny, and Alysa.Marcus and Miguel continued to stare at her like two hungry dogs to a t-bone."she could be my Charlie's Angel, any time!" Marcus said as he motioned to get up.
' wo, wo, wo, wo
yeah, yeah,yeah
wo,wo,wo
yeah, yeah, yeah
ooh woo woo woo
woo woo.
when I first saw you baby( I wanted you down)
me and those dreaming eyes of mine( started to cry, then dream
wishing my fantasy would soon become a reality.oohh.
'cause everytime I see you baby(all I do is sigh.)
'cause your the most precious thing( that my dreaming eyes have ever seen
so I could day dream me and those dreaming eyes of mine.) ooohh...
"ding ding ding! she's a winner, excuse me." he smiled as he got up.
" no that's alright Mark, I'll handle it." Miguel got up restraining Marcus.
"it's okay, it's clear that this young lady needs assistance and I'm just the man to do so..."
" what about Destiny."
" what about her, boy you already know she doesn't want me, but she on the other hand will!" Marcus said as he began to walk towards Charity, as Miguel held him back by his shirt to get ahead of him.
" I didn't want to take it this far, but if you go I'll tell every girl I know about what happened at my thirteenth birthday."
" you wouldn't..." he gasped in dissbelief.
" I'll start with Destiny."he smiled devilishly.
" FINE!" he thundered childishly as he walked back to the cash, and as Miguel walked towards Charity, who was still searching the room before she noticed someone behind her.Just as Miguel let out his first word out, Kirk cut in.
" hey! welcome to Sam's Record Store may I help you."
"acctually---"Charity started.
"it's alright Kirk I'll take over from here" Miguel said sliding infront of Kirk.
"no I was---"
" that's right Kirk you were just leaving." he said, Kirk facing his back.
" I was not!" he protested.
" but weren't you supposed to," he turned to him"get out of here...n-o-w" he quietly said in a threatening tone.
" oh that, I remember now!" Kirk said , as he went to the next costumer with a residing look of fear.
" sorry, he's new." Miguel explained.
" no problem, can you tell me where Destiny is" she said as she took off her sun glasses, leabing Miguel verbally paralysed, stumped he just smiled.
" she's over there." he said as he obliquely pointed to the station.
" thanks."
" pleasures all mine." he said as he watched her walk away, a smirk brushed upon his lips as he thought of all the naughty things he could do to the sweet innocent blond girl, rest assure after he was finished she wouldn't be all that innocent, but he'd deal with that later.First things first he'd have to get her, which to him wouldn't be that hard, now would it?
" well...what she say?" Marcus said as Miguel got back to the cash register.
"she asked for Destiny."
" maybe she's..." Marcus started full of hope.
" no."he interrupted
" how would you know?"
"it's me Marcus, I know."
" whatever."
" I better get going, I'll see you tonight"Charity said as she walked out with Destiny.
" alright girl." she said, as they walked to the cash.
" thanks again" Charity said.
" no problem..."
" Charity."
" my favourite virtue."Miguel flirted.
"right." she laughed, as she left.
" so what's her story?" Miguel asked still watching Charity.
" she works next door, she's new at Boston U and I don't want you bothering her."
" okay." he said sharply.
" good" she said as she walked back to the station.
"I'm never a bother."he smiled deviously.
Is it just that your the finest little thing that I ever saw,
or is my imagination running to far.
Is it that my eyes are telling me something you could never see,
something like me being with you and being with me.' (D'angelo~me and those dreamin' eyes of mine.)
The night turned to mourning at Boston U, and it's students were getting ready to start the day all over again.
" hey" Charity said warmly.
"oh, hey babe."
" so what's up?"
" oh I'm busy with this paper."
" oh. Well I won't keep you, I just called to say hey."
" alright bye" he said as Jhon hung up the phone.
" bye," Charity answered, to the dial tone.
" mourning Charity." Destiny said walking from the kitchen to their room.
" mourning"Charity said in a dissapointed tone.
" what's wrong?"
" oh nothing, just a bit tired still."
" me too."she said." can't believe you got a job on your second day here."
" neither did I." Charity said" anyways, did you have breakfast yet?"
" no, you acctually have breakfast in the mourning I never have time for it."
" are you kidding? come on, I'll make you something." Charity said as she started towards the kitchen.
Meanwhile, our two passed out drunks woke up and were now having breakfast and watching t.v.
" who lives in a pinnapple under the sea?" the theme song, ran through the dorm room.
"Spongebob Square pants!" both Miguel and Marcus, exclaimed happilly, as they continued to watch, and ever so often chuckle, and stuff cereal in there mouths.The suave and cool duo of Miguel and Marcus were every Saturday mourning broken down to nine year old boys, if all those girls could see them now!
" what time is it?" Miguel asked.
" eight."
" are we opening the store today?"
" Kirk." Marcus answere tottally absorbed into the cartoon.
" excellent" he smiled as he turned to volume up and he and Marcus continued to chuckle.
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" Charity where'd you learn how to cook?"
" my grandmother." Charity smilled" I used to sit up on a stool, when a was small, and she'd let me cook with her, and that's how it's been ever since"Destiny smilled at the warm story " except I lost the stool when I was twelve, got a little too tall." they both giggled.
" so how's Jhon?"
" oh he's good, we couldn't talk to day though he had a paper to right."
" oh."
"yup." Charity said as she joined Destiny at the table." but it's alright though, some other time.It's just a phone call."
" right."
" so I heard, that this guy named...umm Marcus your a little..."
" a little nothing, Marcus just wishes."
" so you don't have a boyfriend."
" acctually I used to have this thing, with this guy.But it didn't work out."
"really?"
" yeah, but that was allong time ago...how was your first day at the coffe shop?"
" tiersome, but in a way I kind of liked it."
"cool. I could never work in a coffe shop, the record store a perfect fit."
" sounds fun working there, at the coffe shopt it's just me and the boss."
" it is, you should stop by on your break you'll see exactlly what I mean."
" I think I'll do that." Charity said as she looked at her watch " I better start getting ready for work."
" me too." they both got up from the table.
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" man, Spongebob is the best!" Miguel exclaimed happilly as they show ended, and he turned the tv off.
" where was this when we were growing up?"
"seriously."
" well time for work." Marcus said as he got up from the couch.
" already?"
" yup."
"I'm not going." Miguel said in a serious tone.
" see that's why you can't watch cartoon's in the mourning, you get hooked."Marcus chastized." yes you are!"
"what are you going to do? drag me." he laughed, as Marcus shot him a look.
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" Connie?" she shouted to the empty coffe house " Connie?" she shrugged, as went to the back room, to find Connie and her boyfriend shoving their tounges down eachother's throat's." I'll come back" Charity said softly, as she closed the door,and made herself comfy on the couch, boared to death she decided to get her cellphone and call Jhon.She started to dial the number's.
" hello?" a voice answered.
" hey is Jhon there?"
" one minute, Charity let me check." she waited, and waited...and waited until finally her first customer's came and she had to hang up.
Next door at the record store, Destiny, Alysa and Kirk were getting thigs ready for the day waiting for Marcus and Miguel to arrive.
" every Staurday mourning! it's the same damn thing"Kirk protested, as he walked to the back room." the two beuty queens are probably sleeping." he laughed at his smart remark" beauty queens, I'm too good." Just as he closed the door to the back room, Marcus came in, pulling Miguel along side him.
" baby I'm here" Marcus shouted to the back.
" whatever Marcus!" Destiny shouted back.
" I'm gonna wear her down you'll see!"
" sure you are," Miguel said sacasticly." when I fall in love!"
" shut up!" Marcus snapped.
" make me!"
" gladly"he said as they started to play fight.
" hey! hey!" Kirk said, as he emerged from the back room." stop it you bumbling fools."
"what?" Miguel said as he pushed Marcus off.
" you heard me." half nervous, half affraid of what Miguel would do to him. Kirk always had a way of getting on Miguel's nerves, from Kirk testing Miguel's intelligence or just breathing as far as Miguel was concerned, the feeling was mutual for Kirk but let's face it how could a 112 lb's of bones pummel a 210lb's of meat." now get back to work" he said , not facing Miguel.
"you know what Kirk, I really don't care if your assistant manager your not my boss."
" really, well I might not be your boss but trust me I can get you fired just as easilly, it'll be the happiest move I make..." he said as he began to work" Marcus is idiot enough." he hissed, as he went to the back room, Miguel and Marcus right behind ready, to cause him harm.
" it's not worth it!" Destiny said as she placed herself infront of the back room door." he wasn't playing he can really get you fired."
" I don't care! at least I'll know I beat him to a bloody pulp."Miguel shouted,so Kirk could hear.
" just get to work!" Destiny laughed, as she directed Miguel to the cash.
" you know Destiny, if I'm fired we can be toghether." Marcus stated leaning on the station door.
" and I still wouldn't care." she laughed coldly, as she shut the door.
" that's okay!" Marcus finished, talking to the door.Afterwards, he joined Miguel at the cash as their first customer's came in.
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" thank, you."
" your very welcome, come back soon." Charity said warmly, as the costomer's left.She was still a bit upset about Jhon but he had a good reason she told herself, even though deep down inside she worried a bit.
" I'll call you later." Connie said as her and her boyfriend stepped out of the back room.
" sure" he answered,casually checking Charity out as he left.
" isn't he great" she said faintly.
" yeah, looks like a keeper Connie" said in sweet sarcasm, no matter how hard Charity tried she could master the real sarcasm, wasn't part of her character.
"you really think so?" she asked looking at Charity with big eyes full of hope.
" sure." she smilled.
" I really like him."
" I can tell." she said"look Connie when are you gonna get other waitresses, it so quiet in here."
" soon I hope, I know exactlly what your talking about."Charity knodded, and continued to work." hey look, you can go on a little break if you want, I can take over for a bit."
" thanks." Charity chimmed as she headed towards te back room.She knew she shouldn't even think about it, but she decided to give it one last try.
" hello, is Jhon there?" she waited for a response" oh, well just tell him I called...please. Okay, thanks later."she shoved her cellphone deep down into her purse in frustation, and decided to pop in next door and see if the record store was as fun as it looked.
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' Everywhere we go, people wanna know...
who we are, so we tell them;
this is D-Block Mighty,Mighty D-Block.
Everywhere we go, people wanna know...
who we are, so we tell them;
this is D-Block Mighty,Mighty D-Block.
Everywhere we go... People wanna know...
D-Block.'(D.Block-Everywhere we go.)
" ...I give her an eight, she's pretty cute but looks kind of crazy"Miguel said profoundly.
" but is that a bad thing?"
" yes, yes it is.Have you ever seen waiting to exhale,that girl burns all of her boyfriends clothes and then she blew up his car."
"dirty"
" my point exactly."
" what about her?"
" I don't even think that is a her." they both took a closer look." it isn't." Just then a floud of people walked into the record shop, along with Charity.
" oh my God, Miguel look at the girl with the...blond farah hair."
" eww! Marcus that's a guy, are you trying to tell me something?"
" no! the one behind the guy with farah hair."they waited, for the guy to move, and there she was; searching the room of people for Destiny, and Alysa.Marcus and Miguel continued to stare at her like two hungry dogs to a t-bone."she could be my Charlie's Angel, any time!" Marcus said as he motioned to get up.
' wo, wo, wo, wo
yeah, yeah,yeah
wo,wo,wo
yeah, yeah, yeah
ooh woo woo woo
woo woo.
when I first saw you baby( I wanted you down)
me and those dreaming eyes of mine( started to cry, then dream
wishing my fantasy would soon become a reality.oohh.
'cause everytime I see you baby(all I do is sigh.)
'cause your the most precious thing( that my dreaming eyes have ever seen
so I could day dream me and those dreaming eyes of mine.) ooohh...
"ding ding ding! she's a winner, excuse me." he smiled as he got up.
" no that's alright Mark, I'll handle it." Miguel got up restraining Marcus.
"it's okay, it's clear that this young lady needs assistance and I'm just the man to do so..."
" what about Destiny."
" what about her, boy you already know she doesn't want me, but she on the other hand will!" Marcus said as he began to walk towards Charity, as Miguel held him back by his shirt to get ahead of him.
" I didn't want to take it this far, but if you go I'll tell every girl I know about what happened at my thirteenth birthday."
" you wouldn't..." he gasped in dissbelief.
" I'll start with Destiny."he smiled devilishly.
" FINE!" he thundered childishly as he walked back to the cash, and as Miguel walked towards Charity, who was still searching the room before she noticed someone behind her.Just as Miguel let out his first word out, Kirk cut in.
" hey! welcome to Sam's Record Store may I help you."
"acctually---"Charity started.
"it's alright Kirk I'll take over from here" Miguel said sliding infront of Kirk.
"no I was---"
" that's right Kirk you were just leaving." he said, Kirk facing his back.
" I was not!" he protested.
" but weren't you supposed to," he turned to him"get out of here...n-o-w" he quietly said in a threatening tone.
" oh that, I remember now!" Kirk said , as he went to the next costumer with a residing look of fear.
" sorry, he's new." Miguel explained.
" no problem, can you tell me where Destiny is" she said as she took off her sun glasses, leabing Miguel verbally paralysed, stumped he just smiled.
" she's over there." he said as he obliquely pointed to the station.
" thanks."
" pleasures all mine." he said as he watched her walk away, a smirk brushed upon his lips as he thought of all the naughty things he could do to the sweet innocent blond girl, rest assure after he was finished she wouldn't be all that innocent, but he'd deal with that later.First things first he'd have to get her, which to him wouldn't be that hard, now would it?
" well...what she say?" Marcus said as Miguel got back to the cash register.
"she asked for Destiny."
" maybe she's..." Marcus started full of hope.
" no."he interrupted
" how would you know?"
"it's me Marcus, I know."
" whatever."
" I better get going, I'll see you tonight"Charity said as she walked out with Destiny.
" alright girl." she said, as they walked to the cash.
" thanks again" Charity said.
" no problem..."
" Charity."
" my favourite virtue."Miguel flirted.
"right." she laughed, as she left.
" so what's her story?" Miguel asked still watching Charity.
" she works next door, she's new at Boston U and I don't want you bothering her."
" okay." he said sharply.
" good" she said as she walked back to the station.
"I'm never a bother."he smiled deviously.
Is it just that your the finest little thing that I ever saw,
or is my imagination running to far.
Is it that my eyes are telling me something you could never see,
something like me being with you and being with me.' (D'angelo~me and those dreamin' eyes of mine.)