A/N: Sorry the last chapter was so short. And dumb. But yeah. Have you ever
tried writing a fan fic at 1 am? You should.
Uh. Yeah. Hopefully this will be longer and a bit more interesting.
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10:00 am
I finally got four hours of sleep. But now I have another added bonus.
I get to take James out around town. You know, a "bonding" thing, or so Mutti explained.
Where should I take him? I can't take him anywhere my mates hang out, but I don't want to take him somewhere with no people. That would open up all kinds of possibilities.
Ugh.
11:30 am
James suggested we go to the mall.
I hope no one sees us.
12:15 pm
I'm hiding in the lavatories at Boots.
We got here around 10 minutes ago and the first thing James does is put his hand on my hip and walk really close to me.
Naturally, I pushed his hand off and moved away because people were staring and it was uncomfortable in the first place.
But noooo, he did it again.
The cycle lasted about two minutes and I finally lost it, smacked him upside the head and ran into the loo.
Now I'm waiting for James to come banging on the door. Or for Mutti and Vati to come rushing in, save the day and yell at me when James leaves.
12:30 pm
Oh my god.
Dismal Sandra came in and I was peering out the door and she gave me a weedy smile.
And in her owly voice she said, "Robbie's telling everyone what a slut you are. But I pity him."
"Why is that?"
"Because after the 'incident' – by the way, very slick – he came running to me for comfort. You know?"
HE RAN TO HER FOR COMFORT?!
"Uh... Pardon?"
"He was so sad, and very angry, Georgia. I don't think you should talk to him for a very, very long time. Like, how about, never?"
She had a lot of nerve. I took that moment to flee from the lavatory.
Was she lying, or was Robbie really telling everyone how sick I am?
2:00 pm
Sitting in my room thinking.
James didn't get mad or anything. I think he understands now. I hope he does.
Anyway. I'm thinking of calling Robbie up to apologize.
I'm afraid he'll kill me though.
3:00 pm
Ringing Robbie. This is so nerve wracking.
Someone's picked up.
"Hello?"
"Robbie?"
"Yeah, who is this?"
"Geo-"
"Oh, you. What do you want?"
"I'm sorry about what happened, it shouldn't have." (or maybe you shouldn't have walked in you bastard)
"Well, it did."
"But I'm sorry."
"That doesn't change the fact that I found you kissing another guy. Your ex, in fact. I thought we would have been good together."
"I'm sorry."
"That's lovely."
"I'm really sorry. Could we meet and talk this out?"
"Hm." Pause. "I don't know."
"I think we should."
"I suppose I could. How about tonight, ten maybe? I'll drop by your house and we can go for a walk."
"Ok."
"Yeah."
8:00 pm
Jas is over and we're deciding what I should wear.
"I don't want to look like I think it's a date. But I want to look good."
"Wear some jeans – "
"Faded?"
"Yeah, sure. And that pretty tan San Diego shirt you have. Oh, wear that black cardigan."
"Make-up?"
"Go with light lip-gloss, some dark beige eye shadow and mascara. Maybe foundation."
"Ok."
9:45 pm
I can see Robbie coming down the hill from my window.
10:05 pm
We're walking around the park. Our shoulders keep touching. I wonder what he's thinking about.
No one's said anything yet.
Uh. Yeah. Hopefully this will be longer and a bit more interesting.
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10:00 am
I finally got four hours of sleep. But now I have another added bonus.
I get to take James out around town. You know, a "bonding" thing, or so Mutti explained.
Where should I take him? I can't take him anywhere my mates hang out, but I don't want to take him somewhere with no people. That would open up all kinds of possibilities.
Ugh.
11:30 am
James suggested we go to the mall.
I hope no one sees us.
12:15 pm
I'm hiding in the lavatories at Boots.
We got here around 10 minutes ago and the first thing James does is put his hand on my hip and walk really close to me.
Naturally, I pushed his hand off and moved away because people were staring and it was uncomfortable in the first place.
But noooo, he did it again.
The cycle lasted about two minutes and I finally lost it, smacked him upside the head and ran into the loo.
Now I'm waiting for James to come banging on the door. Or for Mutti and Vati to come rushing in, save the day and yell at me when James leaves.
12:30 pm
Oh my god.
Dismal Sandra came in and I was peering out the door and she gave me a weedy smile.
And in her owly voice she said, "Robbie's telling everyone what a slut you are. But I pity him."
"Why is that?"
"Because after the 'incident' – by the way, very slick – he came running to me for comfort. You know?"
HE RAN TO HER FOR COMFORT?!
"Uh... Pardon?"
"He was so sad, and very angry, Georgia. I don't think you should talk to him for a very, very long time. Like, how about, never?"
She had a lot of nerve. I took that moment to flee from the lavatory.
Was she lying, or was Robbie really telling everyone how sick I am?
2:00 pm
Sitting in my room thinking.
James didn't get mad or anything. I think he understands now. I hope he does.
Anyway. I'm thinking of calling Robbie up to apologize.
I'm afraid he'll kill me though.
3:00 pm
Ringing Robbie. This is so nerve wracking.
Someone's picked up.
"Hello?"
"Robbie?"
"Yeah, who is this?"
"Geo-"
"Oh, you. What do you want?"
"I'm sorry about what happened, it shouldn't have." (or maybe you shouldn't have walked in you bastard)
"Well, it did."
"But I'm sorry."
"That doesn't change the fact that I found you kissing another guy. Your ex, in fact. I thought we would have been good together."
"I'm sorry."
"That's lovely."
"I'm really sorry. Could we meet and talk this out?"
"Hm." Pause. "I don't know."
"I think we should."
"I suppose I could. How about tonight, ten maybe? I'll drop by your house and we can go for a walk."
"Ok."
"Yeah."
8:00 pm
Jas is over and we're deciding what I should wear.
"I don't want to look like I think it's a date. But I want to look good."
"Wear some jeans – "
"Faded?"
"Yeah, sure. And that pretty tan San Diego shirt you have. Oh, wear that black cardigan."
"Make-up?"
"Go with light lip-gloss, some dark beige eye shadow and mascara. Maybe foundation."
"Ok."
9:45 pm
I can see Robbie coming down the hill from my window.
10:05 pm
We're walking around the park. Our shoulders keep touching. I wonder what he's thinking about.
No one's said anything yet.