Hey, sorry I died for a while, and now, because I really am dying *of strep throat* I figured I would get another chapter up because when you are home sick from school… there is NOTHING to do…
"Why all the spitting, the ground do something wrong?" Chelsea asked, coming out of her Gordie-world faze.
"No! It wasn't the ground, I was brutally raped in the mouth by a certain drunken Teddy Duchamp," Desi spat twice, "So… I am spitting in my own way to curse him, while getting the inky Teddy taste out of my mouth simultaneously.
"Gross! Teddy is shit! Wasn't it Gordie who went ape-shit telling you that something like this was going to happen!"
Desi hated when people were right. And of course, in this case, Chelsea was right.
"Shut up, lets go inside." Desi turned and walked into the house.
"Go, go someone is coming." A smiley Krista whispered. Her shirt was inside out and her hair was messed up. Krista tried hard to make herself presentable, because she didn't want Kelsey's parents to come home and fine her with a guy.
"I'm going… right… now," A blond said between kisses.
The doorknob turned, and the door slid open. Desdemona and Chelsea walked into the house. Desi looked up and saw the blond trying not to be seen. Wasn't working to plan.
"Hey, who are you and what in Gods good name are you doing in my house?" Desi walked over to the guy.
"Nice goin' Ace, I told you to get out." Krista looked like she was trying real hard to keep a straight face, but couldn't.
"What do you know, Ace Merrill? Krista, you his latest victim?" Chelsea smirked.
"Ace, I hope you and Krista had a better time here then I did on my fabulous date with a jackass. Go Ace, before my parents get home…" Desi shooed him out of the house. Ace got one last tonsil hockey typed kiss in before walking out.
"You aren't going to tell your parents are you?" A concerned Krista asked.
"Nah, I mean, it doesn't matter to me as long as Kelsey isn't being tortured, and since you put her to sleep at eight, I don't see the problem, but no parties or anything in my house, I know I'm cool aren't I. If I didn't know Ace I would probably be screaming now, but I do, so you are lucky. Run along dear, my parents will pay you in the morning," Desi said that last sentence with the dumbest English accent any of them has ever heard. All three of them laughed and then Krista left.
"You were real nice to her Desi, what happened?" Chelsea pondered.
"Well, I feel bad for her, you know, Ace is basically just using her for sex and then is going to dump her like a dead body in the ocean."
"That's true. Happens to the best of us," Chelsea remarked.
"I feel bad, she seems like suck a nice girl, to bad she has got herself in with the Cobras."
They both shrugged it off.
"Anyway, how was your night with Gordie?" Desi asked, seemingly interested, but really just wanted to get Teddy off her mind.
"It was awesome. He took me to a karaoke bar, and we came in second place. It was very cool."
"Awesome."
"Yea, so, how was your date with Teddy?"
"It was real fine in the beginning, but by the end he was drunk off his ass and then I brought him home and he shoved his tongue down my throat. It was gross. I can't stand him."
"I'm very tired, I'm going to crash, and I'll get the bed seeing as you sleep on the floor." Chelsea said climbing on Desi's bed as Desi made her own 'bed' on the floor
"Goodnight."
Both Chelsea and Desdemona were up at the crack of dawn, not knowing what to do with themselves now that they were awake for the Saturday at seven in the morning. So they decided to talk, about anything and everything that came to their minds.
"What made you and Gordie break up?" Chelsea inquired.
"Besides the fact that he was terrible in the sack…" Desi smiled.
"Before I say ANYTHING about what you just said, I am going to comment on the fact that it rhymed, now that I am done with that, WHAT?"
"I was kidding, jeez, don't have a cow… or a hippo with that reaction."
Chelsea sighed with relief, "Really… why?"
"If you must know, I started crushing on someone else, and felt really bad about it," At that moment the outburst of 'who who who's' came spewing from Chelsea.
"Now Chelsea, Chelsea, Chelsea, why would I tell you, for you to make fun of me forever and ever and never let me live it down, PLUS, I am still sort of hooked on this guy," Desi was setting herself up for Chelsea's never ending arguments about the fact that Desi doesn't tell her everything anymore.
"Aren't we still friend!" She cried!
"Yes, does that make me want to tell you the most important secret that I have managed to keep to myself for over two years."
"Yes! Yes! Yes! Tell me, Please."
"No."
"Please, it would mean so much to me."
"No."
"I'll give you a dollar," Chelsea bribed.
"No, no, no, a million times no."
A half hour of this passed, Chelsea was just about to give up when Desi screamed, "ITS CHRIS ALRIGHT! JUST STOP BUGGING ME!!!"
"Desssssi," Chelsea cooed.
"Ugh, what?" Desi felt completely defeated. There was no dignity left. Her hand went to her chin and then came the sigh.
"That's so cute!"
"You come anywhere near pinching my cheeks, I am going to spew some more Teddy saliva."
Both girls started laughing, most likely due to loss of sleep and from the excitement of the night before.
Gordie had gone to Chris's house after the date because he was afraid that his father was going to spoil his amazing mood by saying something stupid. He fell asleep on Chris's floor. Chris was sleeping when he had gotten there, so he got stepped on when Chris woke up.
"When did you get here?" Chris said, his feet rested on
Gordie's shoulder and back.
"I'll make you a deal, you take those feet very, very far away from me and I
will tell you."
Chris removed his feet from Gordie.
"Thank you. I got here after my date with Chelsea last night, I didn't want to deal with the old man when I got home, so I came here."
"That's cool, do you have clothes?"
"I always come prepared."
"You're such a wet end Lachance, c'mon, we're going to Desi's house."