"Well, I guess it wouldn't be a problem, I have to think about it for a
second" Derrick responded as he peered over at Katie who was quietly
sipping her chocolate milkshake. "Are you going to be there too, Katie?"
"I don't know. I have things to do at home." Katie responded with a wry smile, fake, and irritated.
"I have things to do at home too, maybe we can plan for Friday?" Derrick said with a droopy face.
"Sure, but Kate and I already made plans to go thong shopping, you know, our little personal outings. You're more than welcome to join us with that you know" Vick said as she winked at Katie.
"Thong shopping with them? I don't think so" Katie responded sternly as she backed her chair away from the table so she could rest her feet on Vicky's chair.
"Why not, they can tell us which ones they like and all"
"No."
"If you ever go bra shopping, do give us a call. We can tell you which ones we like and all" Tony said sarcastically, but half truthfully.
"I've got to get home now. Bye guys! Vick, call me later" Katie said as she stood up, grabbed her backpack, and walked away silently. The two boys stared as she walked, and then Vicky did a "look at me now" cough.
"Here's her number. Give her a call, I think she digs you" Vicky said with a wink as she handed the two boys two small sheets of paper with Katie's number printed on it. "Feel free to drop by my house anytime, my parents don't care who comes over.or what I do with them" She finished as she stood up and wiggled her butt as she walked away.
"Hey mom, I'm home" Katie said half cheerfully as she walked through the glass paneled front door. She lived in quite a nice house, upscale part of the city, and nicest house in the neighborhood. Her mother was a doctor and her father, well, Katie was never allowed to know. All she knew was that he worked to put food on their plates. Top secret she guessed. Still answer from her mother. "Mom?" She walked into the family room where nobody was seen. 'This is getting weird' She thought to herself, her mother was usually home early on Mondays. 'She's probably drunk and passed out in a corner somewhere' She thought to herself again. Alcoholic parents, how could they work all day and drink all night? Especially when her mother knew the consequences of drinking. Katie turned another corner, into the kitchen, where her mother was slumped down in a chair at the kitchen table. A needle lay in front of her, as a cigarette slowly burned itself down to the filter. "Mom!" Katie screamed as she rushed over to her mothers side, pulling her up to a full sitting position. No response, limp. Katie dragged her onto the floor, her mother was petite, just like Katie, so it was easy to move her around. Katie lifted her eyelids to check a response from her pupils. The pupils un-dilated and became small again. At least Katie knew her mother wasn't suffering from a drug overdose, but only an extreme high. She walked away angry, leaving her mother lying limp on the kitchen floor. The phone rang.
"Hello?" Katie said sardonically into the phone receiver in her upstairs bedroom suite.
"Hey, its Derrick" The masculine voice responded. "I got your number from Victoria"
"Oh, great. Uh, I cant really talk right now." Katie continued to say dryly as she flipped her flip flops off and they fell onto her wooden floor.
"I just wanted to ask you a quick question"
"Shoot"
"Well, the whole Friday thing.I would, well, I wanted to know if you would go somewhere with just me, I know we probably got off on the wrong foot today and I want you to get to know me; and I want to get to know you too." Derrick said shyly
"I don't know Derrick. I'll have to think about that one. You were a jerk today, and I don't like jerks." Katie stated as she traversed from her bedroom sitting area into where her bed really was. She flopped onto it, staring at the expensive molded ceilings.
"That's not really who I am though."
"I said I'll get back to you, but really. I do have to go now"
"Ok, well, I'll see you tomorrow then" Derrick said, hopes down.
"Bye" Katie finished, displeased with herself for even giving Derrick the slightest notion that she would possibly say yes. 'He is really good- looking though' She thought to herself.
"I don't know. I have things to do at home." Katie responded with a wry smile, fake, and irritated.
"I have things to do at home too, maybe we can plan for Friday?" Derrick said with a droopy face.
"Sure, but Kate and I already made plans to go thong shopping, you know, our little personal outings. You're more than welcome to join us with that you know" Vick said as she winked at Katie.
"Thong shopping with them? I don't think so" Katie responded sternly as she backed her chair away from the table so she could rest her feet on Vicky's chair.
"Why not, they can tell us which ones they like and all"
"No."
"If you ever go bra shopping, do give us a call. We can tell you which ones we like and all" Tony said sarcastically, but half truthfully.
"I've got to get home now. Bye guys! Vick, call me later" Katie said as she stood up, grabbed her backpack, and walked away silently. The two boys stared as she walked, and then Vicky did a "look at me now" cough.
"Here's her number. Give her a call, I think she digs you" Vicky said with a wink as she handed the two boys two small sheets of paper with Katie's number printed on it. "Feel free to drop by my house anytime, my parents don't care who comes over.or what I do with them" She finished as she stood up and wiggled her butt as she walked away.
"Hey mom, I'm home" Katie said half cheerfully as she walked through the glass paneled front door. She lived in quite a nice house, upscale part of the city, and nicest house in the neighborhood. Her mother was a doctor and her father, well, Katie was never allowed to know. All she knew was that he worked to put food on their plates. Top secret she guessed. Still answer from her mother. "Mom?" She walked into the family room where nobody was seen. 'This is getting weird' She thought to herself, her mother was usually home early on Mondays. 'She's probably drunk and passed out in a corner somewhere' She thought to herself again. Alcoholic parents, how could they work all day and drink all night? Especially when her mother knew the consequences of drinking. Katie turned another corner, into the kitchen, where her mother was slumped down in a chair at the kitchen table. A needle lay in front of her, as a cigarette slowly burned itself down to the filter. "Mom!" Katie screamed as she rushed over to her mothers side, pulling her up to a full sitting position. No response, limp. Katie dragged her onto the floor, her mother was petite, just like Katie, so it was easy to move her around. Katie lifted her eyelids to check a response from her pupils. The pupils un-dilated and became small again. At least Katie knew her mother wasn't suffering from a drug overdose, but only an extreme high. She walked away angry, leaving her mother lying limp on the kitchen floor. The phone rang.
"Hello?" Katie said sardonically into the phone receiver in her upstairs bedroom suite.
"Hey, its Derrick" The masculine voice responded. "I got your number from Victoria"
"Oh, great. Uh, I cant really talk right now." Katie continued to say dryly as she flipped her flip flops off and they fell onto her wooden floor.
"I just wanted to ask you a quick question"
"Shoot"
"Well, the whole Friday thing.I would, well, I wanted to know if you would go somewhere with just me, I know we probably got off on the wrong foot today and I want you to get to know me; and I want to get to know you too." Derrick said shyly
"I don't know Derrick. I'll have to think about that one. You were a jerk today, and I don't like jerks." Katie stated as she traversed from her bedroom sitting area into where her bed really was. She flopped onto it, staring at the expensive molded ceilings.
"That's not really who I am though."
"I said I'll get back to you, but really. I do have to go now"
"Ok, well, I'll see you tomorrow then" Derrick said, hopes down.
"Bye" Katie finished, displeased with herself for even giving Derrick the slightest notion that she would possibly say yes. 'He is really good- looking though' She thought to herself.