Finally, we went to sleep. When I woke in the morning, my checks were
crusted from where we had cried. The doorbell rung again and I drooped
over. It was Ron.
"Is Liney here?" He asked, he held a tray with waffles, syrup, milk, and a single rose in a white vase.
"Um, yea, come in." he walked in and sat on the couch. I dragged my feet into the room and poked Liney. She woke up and I poked her and pushed her outside to talk to Ron. I was so tired that I fell on the bed and went back to sleep. What seem liked a few minutes later, but really, an hour later, Liney was shaking me awake.
"Ugh, what do you want?" I asked in a tired voice.
"I have something really fabulous to tell you."
"Oh, let me go to sleep."
"No, listen, it's wonderful."
"Ugh, fine go on."
"Well Ron made me breakfast and."
Ron sat on the couch on comfortably. He could tell she had been crying, but she still looked beautiful in the morning, her hair went in a thousand places, which framed her face wonderfully, even though she was nervous she faked a smile and sat down next to him.
"I made you waffles. I hope you like waffles. I wasn't really sure." He started.
"That sweet Ron, so why'd you come?"
"I felt bad. I do not know why, but you looked upset yesterday. I think I know why, but I'm not sure."
"Oh, no, I wasn't upset, just.tired."
"Liney, don't lie, I think it was because you like Jack, don't understand why. but that's beside the point. I just want to say that I'm sorry and that . that.I'll love you, forever no matter what you do." He stopped talking and she looked into his green eyes and kissed him, fervently. They did this for about fifty-five minutes, until she decided to wake up me.
Liney finished telling me the story and I nodded and climbed back on the bed and fell right back asleep.
All last night I thought about what happened. How I felt when his lips touched mine. The wonderful feeling it gave her. Then she thought about the happy feeling just the thought of Ron gave her the chills and put light into her eyes. Yes, she loved Ron.
"Open up!" Caroline banged on the pale wood door. She did not care what time it was, it was ten in the morning. Jack's head peered out the door and he tilted his head to look at her.
"Do you have any clue what time it is?' He asked, drowsily.
"I need to tell you something." Caroline ignored him.
"Well, why don't you come in," he extended his arm.
"No, just.just, listen. I think we should be friends, nothing more. Understand?"
"Aye"
"Aye?"
"Aye."
"Aye."
"You know, m'dear, one can only say aye so many times before they start sounding like a pirate."
Caroline smiled, "I hope 'aye' means yes.see you next class."
Everything went well, for a while, Ron and Caroline where the happiest couple on campus. Whenever a boyfriend would do something stupid, the girlfriend would ask why more guys cannot be like Ron. He is a catch. We have all admitted that. Pierce and Amanda broke up two times and made up, ten. Keep in mind making up is much, much, much more than holding hands again. It evolves a lovely, scrumptious dinner. So it is understandable why they would want to make up, on the third Saturday of the month. They never got back together on Tuesday.
Halloween came and went; we all dressed up as Professor Chester. I won the best impression contest of the Halloween pageant.
You can tell when thanksgivings near. The leaves are browner. Turkeys seem to grow louder and for some reason all that cranberry jelly is sold out, although that stuff is horrible. We were all sitting around at Thursday, all of our classes were finished for Thanksgiving break, and we were waiting for Liney to get home. The only one with a drop of enthusiasm was Colleen. Who was busily preparing thanksgiving dinner for tomorrow.
"Can someone please pass me the Turkey baser?" She screamed looking frantically around for the gravy.
"Ugh, here." I stretched out to hand the baser and fell right back down on the couch and turned the page in YM. I looked up at the TV and it was yet another thanksgiving commercial, pilgrim Barbie. I grabbed the clicker and turned the TV off.
"Hey, I was watching that," said Man.
"What exactly where you watching?"
"Um."
"It had something to do with thanksgiving," Maeve helped.
"That was the Barbie commercial. Who would buy there child a pilgrim Barbie? She's going to end up dying from the cold and be buried in an unmarked grave anyway."
"What!" Emily chocked on a marshmallow she had stolen.
"Well, that's what happened to most of them." I pointed out turning the page of my magazine again.
Emily still looked disturbed but I did not mind. I jumped off the couch and skirted through the movies.
"Oh! Spartacus!" I grabbed the movie and popped it into the DVD player.
"Oh, no, Les. How'd get that there?" Maeve asked, never actually seen the movie herself, but still disturbed by how often I referred to it.
"Um. I rented it from the library." I said meekly.
"Which library?" Maeve asked suspiciously.
"Bryn Mawr middle school library." I admitted.
I shrugged and pressed play and let the scary sound track and the even scarier Kurt Russell plastic surgery accident intrigue me.
Finally, the idiot Professor shut up and we were set free for thanksgiving break. I love thanksgiving. Mostly the turkey, actually, but oh well.
"So, have any plans for thanksgiving?" Jack came up and asked me. He was so tall that if I tilted my head downwards just the slightest.No! Stop that now!
"Um, well, actually, my friend Colleen and Leslie, you know them, the really freaky hyper ones, and well of course you do, anyway, they're having a party. Tomorrow. So if you want to come, you could."
"Hmm. turkeys, mashed potatoes and corn. Who could resist? Sure, I would love to. Are you sure that you're boyfriend, whatever his name is, will be okay with this?" Jack asked.
"Yea, he knows were just friends."
"Yea, just friends." Jack said quietly, disappointed.
"So see you at my dorm at ten."
"See you." Jack chirped and watch Caroline walk off in the setting sun.
Caroline pulled out her key then heard the fake sound affects of clashing swords. She decided just to bang on the door. Why was Leslie watching Spartacus, again?
"Hey Liney." I opened the door then let her. I returned to my seat and turned Spartacus down a little, I knew how tired Liney got from seeing it with me for the tenth time or so.
"Leen, is there enough turkey for one more person?" Liney asked as she set her books in her room.
"Um, sure, if I could get some help here," she yelled this last part, "then when she flicked some slat on to the Turkey she asked "why?"
"Oh, nothing, just I invited one of my, um, friends."
"What's her name?"
"Uh.Jack." I stopped paying attention to Kurt Douglass in a mini skirt and turned around. Jack, didn't Jack make her cry?
"Jack? That is an odd name for a girl, or maybe her names Jackie, and for some strange reason she likes to be called Jack. So is Jack allergic to anything?"
"Is this the Jack?" I asked.
"Um, yes."
"The Jack?" Colleen looked at us both confused.
"Not a smart move. Last time Ron and Jack were within five feet of each other one ended up on the ground with a bloody nose. Are you sure about this?"
"Oh yea, I explained to both of them that Jack and I are JUST FRIENDS!"
"Please, guys take that to mean that there's still a chance."
"But don't you have guy friends? Aren't you worried that they want to be your girlfriend or something?"
"Well, most of them either have their own boyfriends or are too afraid to ask a rock out."
"A rock?"
"They practice."
"Oh hush people, Spati's escaping!" Maeve screeched, biting her nails in anticipation due to the movie.
The next morning I woke to the aroma of a roasting turkey. I got out of my futon and turned off the TV that I had left on over night. I checked my watch, it was nine, and I yawned and pulled out some milk from the fridge. Gulping down a glass of milk; I went to the bathroom and started the shower. After a half an hour shower, I put on plaid pajama pants and a pink hoodie and shuffled over the dorm next to me. Once I knocked on the door and was let in by Colleen, she had woken up at five to make the finishing touches on the food. She now had everything set up and was watching the Thanksgiving Day parade with Man, Emily and Maeve. Liney was in the shower
"Is Liney here?" He asked, he held a tray with waffles, syrup, milk, and a single rose in a white vase.
"Um, yea, come in." he walked in and sat on the couch. I dragged my feet into the room and poked Liney. She woke up and I poked her and pushed her outside to talk to Ron. I was so tired that I fell on the bed and went back to sleep. What seem liked a few minutes later, but really, an hour later, Liney was shaking me awake.
"Ugh, what do you want?" I asked in a tired voice.
"I have something really fabulous to tell you."
"Oh, let me go to sleep."
"No, listen, it's wonderful."
"Ugh, fine go on."
"Well Ron made me breakfast and."
Ron sat on the couch on comfortably. He could tell she had been crying, but she still looked beautiful in the morning, her hair went in a thousand places, which framed her face wonderfully, even though she was nervous she faked a smile and sat down next to him.
"I made you waffles. I hope you like waffles. I wasn't really sure." He started.
"That sweet Ron, so why'd you come?"
"I felt bad. I do not know why, but you looked upset yesterday. I think I know why, but I'm not sure."
"Oh, no, I wasn't upset, just.tired."
"Liney, don't lie, I think it was because you like Jack, don't understand why. but that's beside the point. I just want to say that I'm sorry and that . that.I'll love you, forever no matter what you do." He stopped talking and she looked into his green eyes and kissed him, fervently. They did this for about fifty-five minutes, until she decided to wake up me.
Liney finished telling me the story and I nodded and climbed back on the bed and fell right back asleep.
All last night I thought about what happened. How I felt when his lips touched mine. The wonderful feeling it gave her. Then she thought about the happy feeling just the thought of Ron gave her the chills and put light into her eyes. Yes, she loved Ron.
"Open up!" Caroline banged on the pale wood door. She did not care what time it was, it was ten in the morning. Jack's head peered out the door and he tilted his head to look at her.
"Do you have any clue what time it is?' He asked, drowsily.
"I need to tell you something." Caroline ignored him.
"Well, why don't you come in," he extended his arm.
"No, just.just, listen. I think we should be friends, nothing more. Understand?"
"Aye"
"Aye?"
"Aye."
"Aye."
"You know, m'dear, one can only say aye so many times before they start sounding like a pirate."
Caroline smiled, "I hope 'aye' means yes.see you next class."
Everything went well, for a while, Ron and Caroline where the happiest couple on campus. Whenever a boyfriend would do something stupid, the girlfriend would ask why more guys cannot be like Ron. He is a catch. We have all admitted that. Pierce and Amanda broke up two times and made up, ten. Keep in mind making up is much, much, much more than holding hands again. It evolves a lovely, scrumptious dinner. So it is understandable why they would want to make up, on the third Saturday of the month. They never got back together on Tuesday.
Halloween came and went; we all dressed up as Professor Chester. I won the best impression contest of the Halloween pageant.
You can tell when thanksgivings near. The leaves are browner. Turkeys seem to grow louder and for some reason all that cranberry jelly is sold out, although that stuff is horrible. We were all sitting around at Thursday, all of our classes were finished for Thanksgiving break, and we were waiting for Liney to get home. The only one with a drop of enthusiasm was Colleen. Who was busily preparing thanksgiving dinner for tomorrow.
"Can someone please pass me the Turkey baser?" She screamed looking frantically around for the gravy.
"Ugh, here." I stretched out to hand the baser and fell right back down on the couch and turned the page in YM. I looked up at the TV and it was yet another thanksgiving commercial, pilgrim Barbie. I grabbed the clicker and turned the TV off.
"Hey, I was watching that," said Man.
"What exactly where you watching?"
"Um."
"It had something to do with thanksgiving," Maeve helped.
"That was the Barbie commercial. Who would buy there child a pilgrim Barbie? She's going to end up dying from the cold and be buried in an unmarked grave anyway."
"What!" Emily chocked on a marshmallow she had stolen.
"Well, that's what happened to most of them." I pointed out turning the page of my magazine again.
Emily still looked disturbed but I did not mind. I jumped off the couch and skirted through the movies.
"Oh! Spartacus!" I grabbed the movie and popped it into the DVD player.
"Oh, no, Les. How'd get that there?" Maeve asked, never actually seen the movie herself, but still disturbed by how often I referred to it.
"Um. I rented it from the library." I said meekly.
"Which library?" Maeve asked suspiciously.
"Bryn Mawr middle school library." I admitted.
I shrugged and pressed play and let the scary sound track and the even scarier Kurt Russell plastic surgery accident intrigue me.
Finally, the idiot Professor shut up and we were set free for thanksgiving break. I love thanksgiving. Mostly the turkey, actually, but oh well.
"So, have any plans for thanksgiving?" Jack came up and asked me. He was so tall that if I tilted my head downwards just the slightest.No! Stop that now!
"Um, well, actually, my friend Colleen and Leslie, you know them, the really freaky hyper ones, and well of course you do, anyway, they're having a party. Tomorrow. So if you want to come, you could."
"Hmm. turkeys, mashed potatoes and corn. Who could resist? Sure, I would love to. Are you sure that you're boyfriend, whatever his name is, will be okay with this?" Jack asked.
"Yea, he knows were just friends."
"Yea, just friends." Jack said quietly, disappointed.
"So see you at my dorm at ten."
"See you." Jack chirped and watch Caroline walk off in the setting sun.
Caroline pulled out her key then heard the fake sound affects of clashing swords. She decided just to bang on the door. Why was Leslie watching Spartacus, again?
"Hey Liney." I opened the door then let her. I returned to my seat and turned Spartacus down a little, I knew how tired Liney got from seeing it with me for the tenth time or so.
"Leen, is there enough turkey for one more person?" Liney asked as she set her books in her room.
"Um, sure, if I could get some help here," she yelled this last part, "then when she flicked some slat on to the Turkey she asked "why?"
"Oh, nothing, just I invited one of my, um, friends."
"What's her name?"
"Uh.Jack." I stopped paying attention to Kurt Douglass in a mini skirt and turned around. Jack, didn't Jack make her cry?
"Jack? That is an odd name for a girl, or maybe her names Jackie, and for some strange reason she likes to be called Jack. So is Jack allergic to anything?"
"Is this the Jack?" I asked.
"Um, yes."
"The Jack?" Colleen looked at us both confused.
"Not a smart move. Last time Ron and Jack were within five feet of each other one ended up on the ground with a bloody nose. Are you sure about this?"
"Oh yea, I explained to both of them that Jack and I are JUST FRIENDS!"
"Please, guys take that to mean that there's still a chance."
"But don't you have guy friends? Aren't you worried that they want to be your girlfriend or something?"
"Well, most of them either have their own boyfriends or are too afraid to ask a rock out."
"A rock?"
"They practice."
"Oh hush people, Spati's escaping!" Maeve screeched, biting her nails in anticipation due to the movie.
The next morning I woke to the aroma of a roasting turkey. I got out of my futon and turned off the TV that I had left on over night. I checked my watch, it was nine, and I yawned and pulled out some milk from the fridge. Gulping down a glass of milk; I went to the bathroom and started the shower. After a half an hour shower, I put on plaid pajama pants and a pink hoodie and shuffled over the dorm next to me. Once I knocked on the door and was let in by Colleen, she had woken up at five to make the finishing touches on the food. She now had everything set up and was watching the Thanksgiving Day parade with Man, Emily and Maeve. Liney was in the shower