Author: 3.14 (pi)
Summary: Joan turns to an old friend after the death of someone close to
her.
Spoilers: none really (only small references), this is a somewhat AU future fic with little reference to current goings on. This was almost all written before State of Grace, so no references past there.
Disclaimer: Duh, none of the stuff you recognise is mine – it belongs to CBS, Hall, et al. Anyone you don't recognise is a product of my so called imagination.
Reviews: please, I don't normally write, so any criticism is appreciated. If you have any suggestions to improve this chapter - tell me. Also- I seem to have lost all motivation to write, so reviews might prompt something in that department (or at least get me working harder on typing what I have written). This was both written and typed in the wee hours of the morning, so I apologise for any glaring errors of the spelling or grammar variety. As well as for my utter lack of style, wit, or writing ability of any kind (don't know how I pulled off that A on my English final).
Authors notes: Sorry it took so, so long to post this, I have like 7 chapters on paper, but I haven't gotten to use the computer because of schoolwork and my home life kinda imploding. It may be even longer till I can post more (sorry) but I only get to use the computer when I stay with my mom, and we've not been getting along (translation- she threw me outta her house). Also, sorry bout the formatting or lack thereof. Hope you enjoy this chapter, cause I kinda hate it, as well as my characterisations of Luke and Grace. Oh well, thanks again for reading this far, now on to the story:
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Whoa, I just got a call from Grace, Grace Polk. The Grace Polk, the girl I was crazy for in high school. She wants to get together this Saturday for dinner. She said something about it being Joan's idea; I wonder what that was about. Joan hasn't mentioned anything to me, and we talk all the time.
We're only a year apart, so we've always been close, but ever since the death of our big brother early last year, we've been each other's support. Not to mention we both try our best to help Kev's family. I spend as much time with my niece and nephew as I can, helping them with homework and such. Their mom even mentioned she's thinking of transferring them to my school - you know, so that I can keep an eye on them. I never would have thought I'd end up teaching at an elementary school. I was going to become a professor at MIT, but then I had so much fun helping out with Alex when he was small, and here I am – teaching fourth grade.
I better tell Amy that I'm meeting an old family friend for dinner on Saturday. Though there's no reason to mention the feelings I once had for said friend is there? I mean, it would only upset her and it's not like there's anything to be upset over. I don't still have feelings for Grace, not after all these years.
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Forget everything I said about 'not after all these years', I'm obviously an idiot masquerading as a brilliant mind. Grace looks amazing, and all those feelings I thought were gone just came rushing back. I guess I must have had them all along, tucked away someplace I try my best to ignore. She looks the same as she always did – same hair, same rebel look, the only thing missing is her leather jacket. She really looks good, almost like she's deliberately trying to impress me. But that's probably just wishful thinking of some kind, Grace always did her best to deny any interest in me. She was interested though, just really good at denying it all. So good that nothing ever happened between us, and I eventually gave up hope (Joan would say eventually's a bit of a stretch, but what does she know - she's still holding a torch for Adam Rove).
And now I'm with Amy, who's sweet but no Grace Polk. Grace is far from sweet, and I think I like that about her. Maybe I should excuse myself to go call Amy, we really need to 'talk', we've needed to for quite a while. She's only interested in my scientific mind, and I want more than that in a relationship. Besides, I want nothing to stand in the way if Grace is finally interested (after all, I apparently hold a torch just as well as my sister).
I guess I don't need to rush off and break up with Amy after all. Grace just wants to talk about Joan. Joan and Adam to be more precise. Seems they've finally gotten around to talking again and now Grace wants my help in making sure they stay talking. I want to say no, but when I think of how happy Joan used to be hanging out with Adam, I find myself saying yes. I love my sister, and if I need to scheme with Grace to see her happy, then scheme I shall. Clandestine ops are my speciality after all.
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A.N: I'll try to get some more chapters typed as fast as I can and in the meantime I can hopefully start to write Ch. 8 on paper - anyone got any ideas on where this should go? Seriously, I totally lost my train of thought as to where this was going (all I remember was I wanted to do a chapter with Janey) so e-mail any ideas to lemonlymandotcom@hotmail.com thanx.
Spoilers: none really (only small references), this is a somewhat AU future fic with little reference to current goings on. This was almost all written before State of Grace, so no references past there.
Disclaimer: Duh, none of the stuff you recognise is mine – it belongs to CBS, Hall, et al. Anyone you don't recognise is a product of my so called imagination.
Reviews: please, I don't normally write, so any criticism is appreciated. If you have any suggestions to improve this chapter - tell me. Also- I seem to have lost all motivation to write, so reviews might prompt something in that department (or at least get me working harder on typing what I have written). This was both written and typed in the wee hours of the morning, so I apologise for any glaring errors of the spelling or grammar variety. As well as for my utter lack of style, wit, or writing ability of any kind (don't know how I pulled off that A on my English final).
Authors notes: Sorry it took so, so long to post this, I have like 7 chapters on paper, but I haven't gotten to use the computer because of schoolwork and my home life kinda imploding. It may be even longer till I can post more (sorry) but I only get to use the computer when I stay with my mom, and we've not been getting along (translation- she threw me outta her house). Also, sorry bout the formatting or lack thereof. Hope you enjoy this chapter, cause I kinda hate it, as well as my characterisations of Luke and Grace. Oh well, thanks again for reading this far, now on to the story:
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Whoa, I just got a call from Grace, Grace Polk. The Grace Polk, the girl I was crazy for in high school. She wants to get together this Saturday for dinner. She said something about it being Joan's idea; I wonder what that was about. Joan hasn't mentioned anything to me, and we talk all the time.
We're only a year apart, so we've always been close, but ever since the death of our big brother early last year, we've been each other's support. Not to mention we both try our best to help Kev's family. I spend as much time with my niece and nephew as I can, helping them with homework and such. Their mom even mentioned she's thinking of transferring them to my school - you know, so that I can keep an eye on them. I never would have thought I'd end up teaching at an elementary school. I was going to become a professor at MIT, but then I had so much fun helping out with Alex when he was small, and here I am – teaching fourth grade.
I better tell Amy that I'm meeting an old family friend for dinner on Saturday. Though there's no reason to mention the feelings I once had for said friend is there? I mean, it would only upset her and it's not like there's anything to be upset over. I don't still have feelings for Grace, not after all these years.
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Forget everything I said about 'not after all these years', I'm obviously an idiot masquerading as a brilliant mind. Grace looks amazing, and all those feelings I thought were gone just came rushing back. I guess I must have had them all along, tucked away someplace I try my best to ignore. She looks the same as she always did – same hair, same rebel look, the only thing missing is her leather jacket. She really looks good, almost like she's deliberately trying to impress me. But that's probably just wishful thinking of some kind, Grace always did her best to deny any interest in me. She was interested though, just really good at denying it all. So good that nothing ever happened between us, and I eventually gave up hope (Joan would say eventually's a bit of a stretch, but what does she know - she's still holding a torch for Adam Rove).
And now I'm with Amy, who's sweet but no Grace Polk. Grace is far from sweet, and I think I like that about her. Maybe I should excuse myself to go call Amy, we really need to 'talk', we've needed to for quite a while. She's only interested in my scientific mind, and I want more than that in a relationship. Besides, I want nothing to stand in the way if Grace is finally interested (after all, I apparently hold a torch just as well as my sister).
I guess I don't need to rush off and break up with Amy after all. Grace just wants to talk about Joan. Joan and Adam to be more precise. Seems they've finally gotten around to talking again and now Grace wants my help in making sure they stay talking. I want to say no, but when I think of how happy Joan used to be hanging out with Adam, I find myself saying yes. I love my sister, and if I need to scheme with Grace to see her happy, then scheme I shall. Clandestine ops are my speciality after all.
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A.N: I'll try to get some more chapters typed as fast as I can and in the meantime I can hopefully start to write Ch. 8 on paper - anyone got any ideas on where this should go? Seriously, I totally lost my train of thought as to where this was going (all I remember was I wanted to do a chapter with Janey) so e-mail any ideas to lemonlymandotcom@hotmail.com thanx.