One evening, just outside of Hope, snow began to fall, covering the
grounds of Baylynn College with a
thick layer of white.
Looking back to make sure that no one had followed her, Patricia
Stratigias, darted off the lit side walk
that lead to the college library and hid into the shadows of the newly
covered lawn.
The drive was slippery when she reached it, and she nearly lost her
footing as she walked to the end.
The locked gate that stood before her was supposed to seperate the
women of this important school from
the world that was only a few steps away.
She quickly brushed away a few stray lock of hair from her face and
peered through the bars that
dawned the gate. His little rusting pinto with the old pizza place
logo sprayed on the side sat there
waiting, she couldn't help but shivering at the sight.
As she moved closer she saw Jeff Hardy's dazzling eyes looking at her
from behind the window. She
could not help it but her legs became nearly as shaky as they did the
first time that she laid eyes on him.
Bare chested on Hope's shorelines.
Everyday was like this to Trish.
Jeff made her world complete and all the demand disappear. All the
expections that she was used to were
gone with him. He drew her in with his picture perfect scheme of
romance. Everything a girl her age
could enjoy. As she peered at his handsome face, a wave of memories
flooded over her.
Picture perfect moonlit night making love on the beach, beautiful
Autumn picnics just as the leaves were
turning color, and the cool night breeze sent chill down their spine,
gazing up at the stars that in thier
minds only shined for them, winter getaways on her parents cabin on
the lake. Every memory seemed
better and better to her as they passed her by.
That is where they were heading for the night. To a beautiful
Valentine's surprise. Where Trish could
shut the world out around her and only hang on to the love that she
shared for him. Jeff was the only
person that ever called her Trish. Her parents had always said that
they should use formal names.
Suddenly Trish was blinked out of her dreams remembering where she was
and how careful she needed
to be.
Quickly and quietly she checked behind her making sure that no one
from the college seen her slip
through the gate.
She could almost hear the dispised laughter of Sigma Kai Temple, the
most prestigious soriority in Hope,
not only Hope but the entire state of Maine. Everyone of them
screaming in delight as the pledge
climbed into Jeff's little car.
For a sad moment, Trish remember what it took to get there, the
countless eye rolling and thirty five
minute discussion that stated with..
"Screw St. Valentine and whoever is with him."
Those words shook the Soroity House like a lightning bolt hitting a
small tree. A shock to the system,
you can say.
Disgusting words. Trish thought. From an even more disgusting girl.
She blinked as she finished her
thought.
Trish's one goal that night was to flee the bounds and ties of that
place and to be free and happy. Like
she alwayed dreamed to be. But she realized that that would have a
very unlikely chance of happen
seeing that the vicious Victoria McCormick, came waltzing into the
room below.
"Valentine's Day makes me sick. Whoever thought of such a pathetic
holiday." Victoria whined about as
her fingers loosely went through her long jet black hair. "Those
cutesy, tootsie little cards that kids give to
their friend, the cheap versions of I love you."
To Trish, it seemed that Victoria had so much in common with her lude
statements. She was ignorant
and blunt and was only tolerated in Trish's social group because a
group of very important investors
bought out a candy factor that her parents once owned with stock
options that split 20 times in a little
over a year. Victoria took this old place and built it into the Sigma
pledge residence that housed them all.
Victoria, a senior, was head of the selection committee.
I just need to get to Jeff. To see my Jeff! Trish silently commented
to herself. But the way down to see
her secret love was to go down the spiral staircase and through the
silver toned oak door, which was
conviently being blocked by Victoria and Molly Holly, who recently
just joined Victoria's little pact of
friends.
Molly was a childhood friend of Trish's but would have quickly ratted
even her best friend out for a shot
to be a Sigma girl.
"I never liked Valentine's either." Molly lied. "Makes you feel like
there is something wrong with you if
you do not have a date."
"A DATE." Victoria yelled. "Dates just don't happen anymore. Get this
through you thick head Molly,
Dates are things of the past. No one goes on them. Did you get your
head stuck in a time warp?"
Molly looked as though tears where going to come to her pretty blue
eyes. "Umm.." She stammered.
"My parents are the ones to blame, they think like that. Not I." She
covered quickly.
"Sorry girls, I just don't think like that." Victoria shrugged. "When
Randy and I get down to it, its just
incredibly good sex. None of that love stuff involved."
Randy was none other than Randall Orton, Victoria's mightly weathly
good looking boyfriend, yet
another reason why every girl at school was either jealous and wanted
to be her friend or just wanted to
be her friend.
"I say forget love and all that sentimental stuff." She directed
towards Molly. "Have you read the new
Jake Johnson book?"
"Isn't he a little on the risque side?" Molly asked simply.
"Get with the times little girl, come on up to my room and I will let
you check out my copy." She spewed
out.
Trish sighed to herself. Sometimes she did not get them. Her views on
sex was so much different than
hers even though those sentiments would never leave her own head and
pass across her lips. She knew
that it was in great fashion these days to poke fun at love and
needlessly bring it down. But she knew in
her heart that it was a wonderful thing. She remained a virgin until
she found the one person that loved
her for her and nothing else. And the one person that she loved the
same way. Having sex and making
love were two totally different things. She had always promise herself
not to get married or make love to
someone for any other reason except love. Even though see sometimes
wondered to herself if her mother
would ever agree.
Her mother Elizabeth Helena Cassordi Stratigias was a good women but
one night a long time ago she
was drunk and bet all the family money on a drunken poker game and in
losing she was married off to
James Stratigias heir to the largest boat fleet man had ever seen.
"Your father is a wonderful man."
Elizabeth had once told her but never did she mention that she loved him.
Still it seemed to Trish that sometimes her mom was stare off getting
lost into another place. Another life
that she dreamed of and wished for.
"Hey Patricia, where are you heading off to?" Molly voice in the
distance jolted Trish back into the
present, and back into thinking about her secret date. The feel of
Jeff's soft skin only a little bit farther
away.
"Just taking a walk." Trish smiled.
"But its so late and its really dark out." Molly said sounding as
though she was really concerned.
"Not to go to the Library." She said smoothly, a trait that she has
learned over the last year. "Its always
open."
"The Library?" Victoria's eyes perked up "Look Molly our little social
diva has turned into an all out
bookwarm. Isn't that perfect?"
"Just becareful out there. Its getting late and there is a strange car
parked out back, Whoever he is he has
been there a really long time." Molly said. "He is making me nervous."
Trish's heart shot into her chest as Victoria casted a knowing looking
at her. "Don't be such a worry wort
Molly, he is just probably looking to get some. I might even let him
have a good with me if he was not
below me."
Trish opened the door and was hit by the quick chill of the air. "You
know what Victoria. My mother
used to always tell me that people can have so much money but still
have no class." She said. Molly
mouth dropped open. No one ever insulted Victoria, especially not to
her face. But Trish did not back
down. "Why defend a lonely pizza boy Stratigias? Don't you feel the
same way, I mean no respecting
Sigma girl would date someone of that class?" Victoria returned. "It
would be a disgrace if you disagreed
and we might have to rethink pledging Sigma."
Trish bit her lip causing it to bleed a little. She hated to admit it
but if Victoria could prove where she was
headed, she could easily sink Trish's pledging. A shame since all of
her friends would be pledging too.
Her grandmother would be heartbroken if she did not make it. Seeing
that all the Stratigias women were Sigma's.
"Well I must be heading to the library." Trish said as she Victoria
realized that the conversation was over.
She opened her eyes quickly and saw him standing there.
grounds of Baylynn College with a
thick layer of white.
Looking back to make sure that no one had followed her, Patricia
Stratigias, darted off the lit side walk
that lead to the college library and hid into the shadows of the newly
covered lawn.
The drive was slippery when she reached it, and she nearly lost her
footing as she walked to the end.
The locked gate that stood before her was supposed to seperate the
women of this important school from
the world that was only a few steps away.
She quickly brushed away a few stray lock of hair from her face and
peered through the bars that
dawned the gate. His little rusting pinto with the old pizza place
logo sprayed on the side sat there
waiting, she couldn't help but shivering at the sight.
As she moved closer she saw Jeff Hardy's dazzling eyes looking at her
from behind the window. She
could not help it but her legs became nearly as shaky as they did the
first time that she laid eyes on him.
Bare chested on Hope's shorelines.
Everyday was like this to Trish.
Jeff made her world complete and all the demand disappear. All the
expections that she was used to were
gone with him. He drew her in with his picture perfect scheme of
romance. Everything a girl her age
could enjoy. As she peered at his handsome face, a wave of memories
flooded over her.
Picture perfect moonlit night making love on the beach, beautiful
Autumn picnics just as the leaves were
turning color, and the cool night breeze sent chill down their spine,
gazing up at the stars that in thier
minds only shined for them, winter getaways on her parents cabin on
the lake. Every memory seemed
better and better to her as they passed her by.
That is where they were heading for the night. To a beautiful
Valentine's surprise. Where Trish could
shut the world out around her and only hang on to the love that she
shared for him. Jeff was the only
person that ever called her Trish. Her parents had always said that
they should use formal names.
Suddenly Trish was blinked out of her dreams remembering where she was
and how careful she needed
to be.
Quickly and quietly she checked behind her making sure that no one
from the college seen her slip
through the gate.
She could almost hear the dispised laughter of Sigma Kai Temple, the
most prestigious soriority in Hope,
not only Hope but the entire state of Maine. Everyone of them
screaming in delight as the pledge
climbed into Jeff's little car.
For a sad moment, Trish remember what it took to get there, the
countless eye rolling and thirty five
minute discussion that stated with..
"Screw St. Valentine and whoever is with him."
Those words shook the Soroity House like a lightning bolt hitting a
small tree. A shock to the system,
you can say.
Disgusting words. Trish thought. From an even more disgusting girl.
She blinked as she finished her
thought.
Trish's one goal that night was to flee the bounds and ties of that
place and to be free and happy. Like
she alwayed dreamed to be. But she realized that that would have a
very unlikely chance of happen
seeing that the vicious Victoria McCormick, came waltzing into the
room below.
"Valentine's Day makes me sick. Whoever thought of such a pathetic
holiday." Victoria whined about as
her fingers loosely went through her long jet black hair. "Those
cutesy, tootsie little cards that kids give to
their friend, the cheap versions of I love you."
To Trish, it seemed that Victoria had so much in common with her lude
statements. She was ignorant
and blunt and was only tolerated in Trish's social group because a
group of very important investors
bought out a candy factor that her parents once owned with stock
options that split 20 times in a little
over a year. Victoria took this old place and built it into the Sigma
pledge residence that housed them all.
Victoria, a senior, was head of the selection committee.
I just need to get to Jeff. To see my Jeff! Trish silently commented
to herself. But the way down to see
her secret love was to go down the spiral staircase and through the
silver toned oak door, which was
conviently being blocked by Victoria and Molly Holly, who recently
just joined Victoria's little pact of
friends.
Molly was a childhood friend of Trish's but would have quickly ratted
even her best friend out for a shot
to be a Sigma girl.
"I never liked Valentine's either." Molly lied. "Makes you feel like
there is something wrong with you if
you do not have a date."
"A DATE." Victoria yelled. "Dates just don't happen anymore. Get this
through you thick head Molly,
Dates are things of the past. No one goes on them. Did you get your
head stuck in a time warp?"
Molly looked as though tears where going to come to her pretty blue
eyes. "Umm.." She stammered.
"My parents are the ones to blame, they think like that. Not I." She
covered quickly.
"Sorry girls, I just don't think like that." Victoria shrugged. "When
Randy and I get down to it, its just
incredibly good sex. None of that love stuff involved."
Randy was none other than Randall Orton, Victoria's mightly weathly
good looking boyfriend, yet
another reason why every girl at school was either jealous and wanted
to be her friend or just wanted to
be her friend.
"I say forget love and all that sentimental stuff." She directed
towards Molly. "Have you read the new
Jake Johnson book?"
"Isn't he a little on the risque side?" Molly asked simply.
"Get with the times little girl, come on up to my room and I will let
you check out my copy." She spewed
out.
Trish sighed to herself. Sometimes she did not get them. Her views on
sex was so much different than
hers even though those sentiments would never leave her own head and
pass across her lips. She knew
that it was in great fashion these days to poke fun at love and
needlessly bring it down. But she knew in
her heart that it was a wonderful thing. She remained a virgin until
she found the one person that loved
her for her and nothing else. And the one person that she loved the
same way. Having sex and making
love were two totally different things. She had always promise herself
not to get married or make love to
someone for any other reason except love. Even though see sometimes
wondered to herself if her mother
would ever agree.
Her mother Elizabeth Helena Cassordi Stratigias was a good women but
one night a long time ago she
was drunk and bet all the family money on a drunken poker game and in
losing she was married off to
James Stratigias heir to the largest boat fleet man had ever seen.
"Your father is a wonderful man."
Elizabeth had once told her but never did she mention that she loved him.
Still it seemed to Trish that sometimes her mom was stare off getting
lost into another place. Another life
that she dreamed of and wished for.
"Hey Patricia, where are you heading off to?" Molly voice in the
distance jolted Trish back into the
present, and back into thinking about her secret date. The feel of
Jeff's soft skin only a little bit farther
away.
"Just taking a walk." Trish smiled.
"But its so late and its really dark out." Molly said sounding as
though she was really concerned.
"Not to go to the Library." She said smoothly, a trait that she has
learned over the last year. "Its always
open."
"The Library?" Victoria's eyes perked up "Look Molly our little social
diva has turned into an all out
bookwarm. Isn't that perfect?"
"Just becareful out there. Its getting late and there is a strange car
parked out back, Whoever he is he has
been there a really long time." Molly said. "He is making me nervous."
Trish's heart shot into her chest as Victoria casted a knowing looking
at her. "Don't be such a worry wort
Molly, he is just probably looking to get some. I might even let him
have a good with me if he was not
below me."
Trish opened the door and was hit by the quick chill of the air. "You
know what Victoria. My mother
used to always tell me that people can have so much money but still
have no class." She said. Molly
mouth dropped open. No one ever insulted Victoria, especially not to
her face. But Trish did not back
down. "Why defend a lonely pizza boy Stratigias? Don't you feel the
same way, I mean no respecting
Sigma girl would date someone of that class?" Victoria returned. "It
would be a disgrace if you disagreed
and we might have to rethink pledging Sigma."
Trish bit her lip causing it to bleed a little. She hated to admit it
but if Victoria could prove where she was
headed, she could easily sink Trish's pledging. A shame since all of
her friends would be pledging too.
Her grandmother would be heartbroken if she did not make it. Seeing
that all the Stratigias women were Sigma's.
"Well I must be heading to the library." Trish said as she Victoria
realized that the conversation was over.
She opened her eyes quickly and saw him standing there.