"OHM GOSH! I made a move on my brother?" Amanda flung open the door and
dove for the couch. She looked up. "Oh, hey guys."
"What's this about your brother?" Caroline asked.
"Well you know how I haven't seen him in ten years because he got sent off to the boarding school and only comes home for Christmas, at which time I usually spend at someone else's house to avoid my grandmother hating him and loving me?" She started off exasperated.
Ron and Liney nodded.
"Well, he's changed. And I didn't bother to catch his last name because I was too busy flirting, I mean many guys are named Justin right?
"Well I bet he recognized me, after all the entire house is filled with pictures of me and grams loves the family slide shows. So anyway, this is what happened:
"I visited Stin at that place she's got an internship to, how do people pass college in half a year, but any way I went to visit her and ask her to come to our weekly Friday night dinners. He was there, outside, waiting for her. I sat down; heaven knows we cannot enter those biohazard places. And I asked him all these questions, to try to figure out where their relationship was. Then, I do not know what it was but I just leaned in and puckered up.
"He leaned back and asked me something that was completely off topic, but he asked if I went to Bryn Mawr. Of course I did, we all did, in the same grade. He shuttered, I could not figure out why. Then I thought of something. What is your last name, I asked. He answered. I freaked and I am now telling you the whole story, which will cause great embarrassment and awkward moments for the rest of my life, while you will gain nothing but a longer life due to the obscene amount of laughter. "She breathed. Liney and Ron looked at each other then burst into fits of laughter. It took several patient moments on Man's part before they stopped.
Still giggling, Liney began the mandatory comforting while Ron concealed his laugh with horrendous fits of coughing. Man was ready to cry and laugh with everyone else. She could not decide which so she did both at the same time.
"Knock-knock," I peered into Liney's dorm hoping to ask her something about our science project. "Okay, I must be missing something. . ."
"No, we just found that Man's mind is sicker than yours." Caroline giggled.
"How is that possible?" Man explained with commentary from both Caroline and Ron.
A few days later, there was a knock on Liney's door sometime around lunch. She was just getting ready for her next class when she opened the door to find the man she had dreams about the past few days. Why should she dream about him? She had Ron. Ron loved her, and as did she.
"What are you doing here?"
"To walk a fair lady, as your self to class," Jack smiled.
"That is sweet, Jack, but I can find the way myself."
"Well since I made the trouble, might you amuse me this once?"
Oh, how Liney wished to amuse him, in so many ways. Nevertheless, she nodded and they walked off to class together.
Classes were over for the week and Liney could not wait to take a nice warm bath and go clubbing with her friends. Jack ran after as she packed up her bags and walked off to meet Ron. She basked in the late warmth's of the sun. She smiled through the glares and waved to Ron. He was standing at the bottom of the hill, leaning gallantly against a pole. She ran up to him and hugged him; breathing in the sweet comfort of his grey sweater.
"Evening," Jack strode up to the very pillar Ron was leaning on, and mimicked him.
"What are you doing here?" Ron asked, in a tarnished way.
"Nothing, but admiring the day, the lady, and everything that is beautiful, really. But, you know, I cannot really see what she sees in you. Perhaps it is because I am a man. But yes, there may be something there when ones had one too many pints of Rum."
Ron's cheeks went flaming red and she grasped his fist to keep himself out of temptation.
"But then really, there must be a mix of pity in there. I mean, really, there is nothing to love, just to pity." Ron yielded into temptation and soccer punched Jack. The blood sprayed across the grass and the sidewalk and a tad reached Caroline but see hopped out of the way.
"Nice reflexes," he grinned.
"Um, thanks."
"Do you have a tissue or something, oh wait . . . wait. all better now." He smiled and the cleaned off the blood with his shirt. Turned back to Ron and saw that he was cradling his arm. "Nice throw that one, needs a more tolerance, but, you never know," There was a silence in which Jack cleaned himself off, readjusted his hat, tipped it at Ron (still nurturing his wrist) then began to walk away, but he stopped right beside Caroline. He swiveled around smiled at Ron and went right up to Liney and kissed her on her cheeks.
She forced herself to pull away, but the pure bliss that his kiss gave her sent a shiver up her spine. Her head was completely empty and she could only whisper "thank you". She stood at a stand still until Jack walked away. Ron was still in dismay and neither talked for a few minutes.
"I told you he was into you." Ran said regaining his wit. Caroline gave a fake smile. She needed to be reassured that she loved Ron. She ran up and hugged him. The burning sensation of tears formed in her eyes, but she refused to let them come. Her mind was too tortured to think of anything to say.
When the two walked back to Liney's dorm Ron went on about how he wanted to hurt that little punk for what he did. Liney said nothing. Finally Ron stopped talking.
"I love you." Ron whispered.
"I'm sorry." Caroline said. A single tear trickled down her face, she should not cry. This was just some crazed wacko, who, for some reason, liked her; there was no reason to cry. "I've got to go." Caroline ran into her room. I sat on the big comfortable couch in Amanda's dorm. There was nothing on TV in my cable less room. Therefore, I decided to watch 'Queer Eye for the straight guy' in Man, Liney, Maeve, and Emmy's room.
Just before they were going to reveal the "changed man", Liney stormed in and ran into her room. I could hear the sobs and was compelled to go in and comfort her, she was interrupting the show. Before I could reach the door, the phone rang.
"Hello?"
'Let me talk to Liney." It was Ron, he sounded worried, hurt, confused.
"Um, hold on." I knocked Liney's door. "Liney, it's Ron; he wants to talk to you on." Liney looks up from her pillow and her. You can see the blotchy complexion her tears had caused. She reached out for the phone and I placed it in her hands, afraid of what had happened and what she would tell him.
"Sorry, Ron, but would you mind not calling for the rest of the day. no, you didn't do anything. I just have a, um, a cold. See you. Yea, um, me too." Caroline gave me back the phone.
"Sweetie, what's wrong?" I asked, sitting on the end of the bed.
"Oh, nothing," she turned on her side to avoid my glance.
"You know, you can tell me. Come on, what are friends for?"
"Oh, but it's terrible, I mean you'd hate me forever, everyone would, I'm a dreadful person."
"I'll never hate you, now tell me."
"Ugh, Les, Jack kissed me. and I liked it. I said 'thank you' . and I liked it.and I feel awful and guilty.and I'm torn.I have no idea what I'm going to do!" She sniffled again and leaned one my shoulder. We could hear the keys in the door and the door opened. "Promise not to tell anyone?"
"Promise," long pause. "You said thank you?"
Caroline growled and I smiled,
I got up and went into the kitchen. Maeve was home and as I got the ice cream out she asked:
"Where's Liney?"
"In her room."
Maeve went into Liney's room as I trailed behind her with the ice cream.
"Liney, are you mad at me?" Maeve went up to Liney and hugged her.
"No, Maeve, why would I be?" Liney smiled and sniffled again.
"Oh, what's wrong? Are you mad at me? Why are you crying?" Maeve asked her.
"She's fine. She's just had a bad day." I handed Liney some ice cream and ate some myself.
"Oh I feel so left out. Please tell me what's wrong." Liney sighed. "I'm fine; just I had a bad day.really, Maeve." She should tell them, all of them, they would understand. She burst into tears. No one could understand how torn she was. That kiss was like no other she could remember. It was like something out of a fairy tale. She closed her eyes to remember the kiss. But she stopped, that was not right.
She told us, me again. And Maeve tapped her on her head.
On the way home Man rented chick flicks and we all pigged out on Ice cream. It is funny to see five of us stuffed on one bed fighting over the best space in order to watch "An Affair to Remember". A little after midnight, when everyone else was asleep, or so I thought, I felt the thin sad trickle of tears fall on my pajamas. I turned around and saw that Liney was lying on my back and slowly crying, the movie touching her heart. That made me feel like crying and soon we both sobbing, well she was laughing and sobbing at the same time because I was crying.
"What's this about your brother?" Caroline asked.
"Well you know how I haven't seen him in ten years because he got sent off to the boarding school and only comes home for Christmas, at which time I usually spend at someone else's house to avoid my grandmother hating him and loving me?" She started off exasperated.
Ron and Liney nodded.
"Well, he's changed. And I didn't bother to catch his last name because I was too busy flirting, I mean many guys are named Justin right?
"Well I bet he recognized me, after all the entire house is filled with pictures of me and grams loves the family slide shows. So anyway, this is what happened:
"I visited Stin at that place she's got an internship to, how do people pass college in half a year, but any way I went to visit her and ask her to come to our weekly Friday night dinners. He was there, outside, waiting for her. I sat down; heaven knows we cannot enter those biohazard places. And I asked him all these questions, to try to figure out where their relationship was. Then, I do not know what it was but I just leaned in and puckered up.
"He leaned back and asked me something that was completely off topic, but he asked if I went to Bryn Mawr. Of course I did, we all did, in the same grade. He shuttered, I could not figure out why. Then I thought of something. What is your last name, I asked. He answered. I freaked and I am now telling you the whole story, which will cause great embarrassment and awkward moments for the rest of my life, while you will gain nothing but a longer life due to the obscene amount of laughter. "She breathed. Liney and Ron looked at each other then burst into fits of laughter. It took several patient moments on Man's part before they stopped.
Still giggling, Liney began the mandatory comforting while Ron concealed his laugh with horrendous fits of coughing. Man was ready to cry and laugh with everyone else. She could not decide which so she did both at the same time.
"Knock-knock," I peered into Liney's dorm hoping to ask her something about our science project. "Okay, I must be missing something. . ."
"No, we just found that Man's mind is sicker than yours." Caroline giggled.
"How is that possible?" Man explained with commentary from both Caroline and Ron.
A few days later, there was a knock on Liney's door sometime around lunch. She was just getting ready for her next class when she opened the door to find the man she had dreams about the past few days. Why should she dream about him? She had Ron. Ron loved her, and as did she.
"What are you doing here?"
"To walk a fair lady, as your self to class," Jack smiled.
"That is sweet, Jack, but I can find the way myself."
"Well since I made the trouble, might you amuse me this once?"
Oh, how Liney wished to amuse him, in so many ways. Nevertheless, she nodded and they walked off to class together.
Classes were over for the week and Liney could not wait to take a nice warm bath and go clubbing with her friends. Jack ran after as she packed up her bags and walked off to meet Ron. She basked in the late warmth's of the sun. She smiled through the glares and waved to Ron. He was standing at the bottom of the hill, leaning gallantly against a pole. She ran up to him and hugged him; breathing in the sweet comfort of his grey sweater.
"Evening," Jack strode up to the very pillar Ron was leaning on, and mimicked him.
"What are you doing here?" Ron asked, in a tarnished way.
"Nothing, but admiring the day, the lady, and everything that is beautiful, really. But, you know, I cannot really see what she sees in you. Perhaps it is because I am a man. But yes, there may be something there when ones had one too many pints of Rum."
Ron's cheeks went flaming red and she grasped his fist to keep himself out of temptation.
"But then really, there must be a mix of pity in there. I mean, really, there is nothing to love, just to pity." Ron yielded into temptation and soccer punched Jack. The blood sprayed across the grass and the sidewalk and a tad reached Caroline but see hopped out of the way.
"Nice reflexes," he grinned.
"Um, thanks."
"Do you have a tissue or something, oh wait . . . wait. all better now." He smiled and the cleaned off the blood with his shirt. Turned back to Ron and saw that he was cradling his arm. "Nice throw that one, needs a more tolerance, but, you never know," There was a silence in which Jack cleaned himself off, readjusted his hat, tipped it at Ron (still nurturing his wrist) then began to walk away, but he stopped right beside Caroline. He swiveled around smiled at Ron and went right up to Liney and kissed her on her cheeks.
She forced herself to pull away, but the pure bliss that his kiss gave her sent a shiver up her spine. Her head was completely empty and she could only whisper "thank you". She stood at a stand still until Jack walked away. Ron was still in dismay and neither talked for a few minutes.
"I told you he was into you." Ran said regaining his wit. Caroline gave a fake smile. She needed to be reassured that she loved Ron. She ran up and hugged him. The burning sensation of tears formed in her eyes, but she refused to let them come. Her mind was too tortured to think of anything to say.
When the two walked back to Liney's dorm Ron went on about how he wanted to hurt that little punk for what he did. Liney said nothing. Finally Ron stopped talking.
"I love you." Ron whispered.
"I'm sorry." Caroline said. A single tear trickled down her face, she should not cry. This was just some crazed wacko, who, for some reason, liked her; there was no reason to cry. "I've got to go." Caroline ran into her room. I sat on the big comfortable couch in Amanda's dorm. There was nothing on TV in my cable less room. Therefore, I decided to watch 'Queer Eye for the straight guy' in Man, Liney, Maeve, and Emmy's room.
Just before they were going to reveal the "changed man", Liney stormed in and ran into her room. I could hear the sobs and was compelled to go in and comfort her, she was interrupting the show. Before I could reach the door, the phone rang.
"Hello?"
'Let me talk to Liney." It was Ron, he sounded worried, hurt, confused.
"Um, hold on." I knocked Liney's door. "Liney, it's Ron; he wants to talk to you on." Liney looks up from her pillow and her. You can see the blotchy complexion her tears had caused. She reached out for the phone and I placed it in her hands, afraid of what had happened and what she would tell him.
"Sorry, Ron, but would you mind not calling for the rest of the day. no, you didn't do anything. I just have a, um, a cold. See you. Yea, um, me too." Caroline gave me back the phone.
"Sweetie, what's wrong?" I asked, sitting on the end of the bed.
"Oh, nothing," she turned on her side to avoid my glance.
"You know, you can tell me. Come on, what are friends for?"
"Oh, but it's terrible, I mean you'd hate me forever, everyone would, I'm a dreadful person."
"I'll never hate you, now tell me."
"Ugh, Les, Jack kissed me. and I liked it. I said 'thank you' . and I liked it.and I feel awful and guilty.and I'm torn.I have no idea what I'm going to do!" She sniffled again and leaned one my shoulder. We could hear the keys in the door and the door opened. "Promise not to tell anyone?"
"Promise," long pause. "You said thank you?"
Caroline growled and I smiled,
I got up and went into the kitchen. Maeve was home and as I got the ice cream out she asked:
"Where's Liney?"
"In her room."
Maeve went into Liney's room as I trailed behind her with the ice cream.
"Liney, are you mad at me?" Maeve went up to Liney and hugged her.
"No, Maeve, why would I be?" Liney smiled and sniffled again.
"Oh, what's wrong? Are you mad at me? Why are you crying?" Maeve asked her.
"She's fine. She's just had a bad day." I handed Liney some ice cream and ate some myself.
"Oh I feel so left out. Please tell me what's wrong." Liney sighed. "I'm fine; just I had a bad day.really, Maeve." She should tell them, all of them, they would understand. She burst into tears. No one could understand how torn she was. That kiss was like no other she could remember. It was like something out of a fairy tale. She closed her eyes to remember the kiss. But she stopped, that was not right.
She told us, me again. And Maeve tapped her on her head.
On the way home Man rented chick flicks and we all pigged out on Ice cream. It is funny to see five of us stuffed on one bed fighting over the best space in order to watch "An Affair to Remember". A little after midnight, when everyone else was asleep, or so I thought, I felt the thin sad trickle of tears fall on my pajamas. I turned around and saw that Liney was lying on my back and slowly crying, the movie touching her heart. That made me feel like crying and soon we both sobbing, well she was laughing and sobbing at the same time because I was crying.