Ahhh new chappie time, so wonderful. I saw "breaking up is hard to do"
today, I watched most of season 2 at the gym this summer, but I somehow
missed this episode. I cried, and usually only Dawson's Creek and most
chick flicks make me cry. (Ok, like everything makes me cry) I hate Mary
and Wilson being apart, it just kills me inside.
And that makes this hard to write . . .
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"Yeah that's good, right there in the corner" Mary directed as Wilson and Kevin carried the couch across the room.
After a long phone battle with Carlos, Mary had finally gotten her things back. Mary and Lucy flew to New York, loaded all of Mary's things and her car into a U-Haul and drove back to GlenOak. She had found a small apartment not too far from her parent's house, it wasn't much, but it was hers, and it definitely wasn't her parents' house. And that's all that mattered. Today Wilson and Kevin were moving things; Lucy and Mary were basically bossing.
A few hours later, when everything was moved in and the Kinkurk's had headed home, Mary and Wilson sat amongst the boxes and ate Chinese takeout right out of the cartons.
They were laughing and talking about old times. Mary was glad she had run into Wilson that night at the pool hall. It was great to have someone to talk to that wasn't related to her.
Wilson's cell phone rang, and he stepped into the bedroom to answer it. When his conversation had ended he sat back down with Mary, "That was McKenna," he smiled, "she was wondering if she could bring us something to eat, I told her we had it covered. Oh, and Billy said hi"
Mary smiled, "so, how did you guys meet?" she acted as if she sincerely cared; she even trying to convince herself that she did. But she really just had to find out that this girl was not as perfect as she seemed. She waited for something like, "her kid and Billy are friends" or "I bumped into her as she left the detox center"
But what she did get was that she was a teacher at Billy's school, not Billy's teacher though, she taught 5th grade. Wilson had picked her up in the parking lot.
Wilson rambled on and on about her. He kept using phrases like "the one" and "meant to be" all of the love talk made Mary want to gag.
Sure, she was happy for Wilson; it was great that he had finally found someone. He had been alone for so long, and this girl appeared to be perfect for him. She appeared to be perfect in general.
"So you think you guys will get married?" she asked shoveling chow mien into her mouth.
Wilson sighed; "I hope so." He smiled, "You know I bet you guys would really get along. You should go out with us sometime"
Mary wiped her mouth, "no, that's ok I don't want to be the third wheel" she shook her head.
"Then bring someone with you!" Wilson insisted, "hey I could set you up with one of my friends, oh I bet you'd like my friend Chad. He's great, I know him from the gym he's a bodybuilder, oh and he's hilarious. It'll be great."
Mary put on her best fake smile, "great"
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Mary dragged herself in to her dark apartment, and threw herself onto the couch without even turning on the lights. She had a terrible headache; she staggered to the kitchen for some aspirin. She struggled with the lid, she couldn't figure out which way to turn it, it was too dark. But the lights were painful.
When she had finally gotten her aspirin, Mary started to feel her way out of the kitchen. The phone rang and she jumped, hitting her head on a cabinet. She felt around for the phone, and then answered it while she checked her head for blood.
"Hello" she said aggravated
"Hey, it's Lucy. Just seeing how your date went, but I can already tell it wasn't good"
"It was the worst date I've ever had" Mary groaned, "this guy, Chad was such an ass! Pardon my French, but he was the most self-absorbed person I've ever had the utter displeasure of meeting!"
"I'm sorry" Lucy started, but Mary rambled on
"Wilson said he was funny, but I didn't find anything funny about him. Oh my gosh, and then like right in the middle of dinner he started doing his competition poses. It was so sick, and so wrong. Like I mean who does that on a date? Ugh, and you guys wonder why I don't do this stuff"
Lucy giggled, "You just need to get set up with a good guy. Take my advice and don't let Wilson play matchmaker anymore ok?" Lucy got all excited, "oh you know what there's some guys from school that I think you'd really like and-"
Mary laid down on the couch with a wet towel on her head and listened to her sister scheme.
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I apologize for yet another short chapter. A rainy spring break is no fun so I've been re-reading my stories today. I seriously think I'm losing my touch! Aren't you supposed to improve? I'm getting worse! Oh this is too sad . . .
Reviews might cure my bad-writer syndrome
And that makes this hard to write . . .
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"Yeah that's good, right there in the corner" Mary directed as Wilson and Kevin carried the couch across the room.
After a long phone battle with Carlos, Mary had finally gotten her things back. Mary and Lucy flew to New York, loaded all of Mary's things and her car into a U-Haul and drove back to GlenOak. She had found a small apartment not too far from her parent's house, it wasn't much, but it was hers, and it definitely wasn't her parents' house. And that's all that mattered. Today Wilson and Kevin were moving things; Lucy and Mary were basically bossing.
A few hours later, when everything was moved in and the Kinkurk's had headed home, Mary and Wilson sat amongst the boxes and ate Chinese takeout right out of the cartons.
They were laughing and talking about old times. Mary was glad she had run into Wilson that night at the pool hall. It was great to have someone to talk to that wasn't related to her.
Wilson's cell phone rang, and he stepped into the bedroom to answer it. When his conversation had ended he sat back down with Mary, "That was McKenna," he smiled, "she was wondering if she could bring us something to eat, I told her we had it covered. Oh, and Billy said hi"
Mary smiled, "so, how did you guys meet?" she acted as if she sincerely cared; she even trying to convince herself that she did. But she really just had to find out that this girl was not as perfect as she seemed. She waited for something like, "her kid and Billy are friends" or "I bumped into her as she left the detox center"
But what she did get was that she was a teacher at Billy's school, not Billy's teacher though, she taught 5th grade. Wilson had picked her up in the parking lot.
Wilson rambled on and on about her. He kept using phrases like "the one" and "meant to be" all of the love talk made Mary want to gag.
Sure, she was happy for Wilson; it was great that he had finally found someone. He had been alone for so long, and this girl appeared to be perfect for him. She appeared to be perfect in general.
"So you think you guys will get married?" she asked shoveling chow mien into her mouth.
Wilson sighed; "I hope so." He smiled, "You know I bet you guys would really get along. You should go out with us sometime"
Mary wiped her mouth, "no, that's ok I don't want to be the third wheel" she shook her head.
"Then bring someone with you!" Wilson insisted, "hey I could set you up with one of my friends, oh I bet you'd like my friend Chad. He's great, I know him from the gym he's a bodybuilder, oh and he's hilarious. It'll be great."
Mary put on her best fake smile, "great"
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Mary dragged herself in to her dark apartment, and threw herself onto the couch without even turning on the lights. She had a terrible headache; she staggered to the kitchen for some aspirin. She struggled with the lid, she couldn't figure out which way to turn it, it was too dark. But the lights were painful.
When she had finally gotten her aspirin, Mary started to feel her way out of the kitchen. The phone rang and she jumped, hitting her head on a cabinet. She felt around for the phone, and then answered it while she checked her head for blood.
"Hello" she said aggravated
"Hey, it's Lucy. Just seeing how your date went, but I can already tell it wasn't good"
"It was the worst date I've ever had" Mary groaned, "this guy, Chad was such an ass! Pardon my French, but he was the most self-absorbed person I've ever had the utter displeasure of meeting!"
"I'm sorry" Lucy started, but Mary rambled on
"Wilson said he was funny, but I didn't find anything funny about him. Oh my gosh, and then like right in the middle of dinner he started doing his competition poses. It was so sick, and so wrong. Like I mean who does that on a date? Ugh, and you guys wonder why I don't do this stuff"
Lucy giggled, "You just need to get set up with a good guy. Take my advice and don't let Wilson play matchmaker anymore ok?" Lucy got all excited, "oh you know what there's some guys from school that I think you'd really like and-"
Mary laid down on the couch with a wet towel on her head and listened to her sister scheme.
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I apologize for yet another short chapter. A rainy spring break is no fun so I've been re-reading my stories today. I seriously think I'm losing my touch! Aren't you supposed to improve? I'm getting worse! Oh this is too sad . . .
Reviews might cure my bad-writer syndrome