Desi and Chelsea were making pancakes when in walks Gordie and Chris. Both of the girls were in pajamas. Which, in Desi's case consisted of a pair of loose sweatpants and an extremely large tee shirt. Chelsea's pajamas were a satin nightgown that went down to her ankles. Chelsea blushed and ran upstairs to change.
"Hey, what did you make us?" Chris asked Desi.
"Yea, it smells good," Gordie said as he walked over to the oven where Desi was cooking.
"No, you cannot have any of my delicious pancakes… they are for me and Chelsea only…"
"Chelsea and Me," Gordie corrected. Desi pouted and got back to cooking her pancakes. Chelsea came down stairs, dressed in a long skirt and a tank top, followed by a sleepy Kelsey.
"Hey Kelso!" Chris exclaimed as he saw her. He had always taken a liking to her. And out of all of Desi's friends, Chris was the one she talked about all the time, 'Where has Chris been? When is he coming over? Can we go see Chris' it was an eight year old crush.
The little girl pushed past Chelsea and ran into Chris' arms. He hugged her and then she took the seat next to him.
"What's going on?" Chris asked her.
"Nothing," she replied.
"I think we should ambush Desi and eat all her pancakes, what do you think?" Gordie suggested to Chris and Kelsey, the three of them being denied pancakes.
"Yeahhh," they replied in unison.
"Chelsea, CHELSEA! They are plotting against me… in my own house!" Desi shouted.
"I was listening to the radio this morning, and OH MY GOD, sharing is in these days."
"Since when do I care what is in these days?"
"Sorry guys, I tried…" Chelsea said, turning her attention to Gordie, Chris and Kelsey.
"Arghh! This isn't fair, if anyone asks, I was peer pressured into giving you some of my delicious pancakes. I CANT TAKE IT ANY MORE!" Desi sighed, then took the plate full of pancakes to the table where the five of them devoured them within minutes.
"Theseuuareuuureallyuuugood" Gordie tried.
Desi swallowed, "So that's what they're calling that these days." After that they didn't talk.
"What're we doing today?" Chelsea asked to no one in particular.
"It's negative sixty eight and a half degrees outside, I am going to opt to staying inside. Where it is nice and warm, plus my parents aren't coming home till later, so look, an empty house." Desi offered.
"Des! I am going to Laney's house. You need to take me," Kelsey whined.
"Alriiiight. Let us be off."
Desi went up and changed into jeans and threw on three sweatshirts thus exaggerating her point of it being extremely cold in Maine in the middle of November.
She then walked down the stairs and threw on a jacket on top of that.
"Really Desi, it's not that cold," Gordie laughed.
"Well you only have a shirt and a jacket on, and when we are outside, you'll be freezing your ass off and I am gunna laugh."
"Well… when you are going up in flames because you have so many layers, I am going to laugh at you."
Chelsea, Chris and Gordie put on their coats and Desi helped Kelsey get hers on. They left her house and started walking. All of them waiting to see who was going to break first, Desi or Gordie.
They were half way there when Desi and Gordie looked at each other and nodded. Desi ripped off her jacket and top layer of sweat shirt and threw them at a shivering Gordie. All five of them started laughing and didn't stop until Laney's house four blocks away.
"Bye Kelso!" Chris yelled.
"She loves you," Desi cooed.
"I know, it's soo cute," Chelsea said, pinching Chris's cheek.
"Desi, so we are going back to your house?" Gordie asked.
"Yes we are and no, I won't leave you in a room with Chelsea for more than three seconds… no matter how much you beg."
"Damn it!" Chelsea exclaimed, "But you said it was ok last night…!"
"Yea… in your dreams last night."
They got back to their house and it was only a matter of seconds until Gordie and Chelsea were playing tonsil hockey on the 'love' couch.
Desi and Chris spent a significant time staring at them.
"I still don't know why I didn't know you two were friends," Chris remembered.
"Well there is a lot of things you don't know about me."
"Yea, like what?"
"Why should I tell you, BUD?" Desi playfully punched him on the shoulder.
"Because I am so cool, you just want to tell me everything, ever."
"Heh, you cool, when did this happen, Chambers?"
"I'm insulted," Chris pouted and turned away from her. His arms folded across his chest, "I'm not speaking to you ever again Desdemona Capes!"
"That's not cool! I didn't mean it, sincerely! You are very cool, coolest of the cool. VERY cool."
Chris laughed at her 'cool' comment and turned back around.
"I have a question." He stated.
"Congratulations!"
"No seriously, I have to know…"
"Yes…"
"…was Gordie a good kisser?"
"WHAT?"
That caused Gordie and Chelsea to detach their faces and look over at them. Chris started laughing and couldn't stop for about fifteen minutes, tears rolling down his cheek. When he got back his consciousness, he attempted to say 'I'm k-kidding." Then went back into a laughing fit.
The next few days went by slow as anything. Weekend was over, fifteen days until Christmas break, and everything seemed to move in slow motion. There was nothing really interesting happening in Castle Rock. There was the usual gossip about some new kid one town over who had come from New York, apparently he was a part of a gang and had killed three people with a fork, very likely…
The relationship between Gordie and Chelsea grew. There was still no relationship between Desi and Chris. A longing neither of them could fill in fear of what the other was going to say about it. This all changed one night…
Buahahaha… I cliffhagered you, but don't worry, I am not going to die like I have been, I will get the next chapter out VERY VERY soon!
Love and Kisses,
Emily 3