The next day Reggie went home just like Ray said she was still sick but she
wasn't pushing 114 any more. She just had the normal flu she got home,
after everyone went to school. So, she rested while she waited for them to
return. She thought and remembered all the nice things people did for her
yesterday including Lars. He had done so many things to help her and she
didn't even have the strength to know it. When school got out Twister,
Otto, and Sam were found watching Reggie as she slept no one had the guts
to wake her. After a while her eyes opened and she was face to face with
the three guys.
"Ahhh!" She screamed. "I have nightmares too. Was it the one about the Monkeys?" Twister asks.
"What are you doing here?" Reggie asks.
"We were worried about you Reggie," Otto says.
"Yeah I was worried about you," Twister says, "you scared me. Now just remember that when you're Christmas shopping, for your friend, Twister, who was worried about you, and doesn't have a stereo."
"Twister!" Sam says.
"It was worth a shot," Twister grins.
"I brought your school work Reggie, Lars was going to but I said I had all your classes anyway," Sam smiles.
"Thanks Sam," Reggie says.
"So can we go now," Twister whines, "I only have 1 hour before Clio gets here and I want to use it wisely."
"Okay Twister chill we're going," Otto says, heading out with Twister and Sam. Reggie doesn't go with them she's still sick. Not only that, she was bored. Nothing was on the TV that she liked; there was nothing to do, that wasn't too much work for some one with the flu. So, she daydreamed first about beating Otto down MT. Badly and then it turned into a dream about Lars she liked it so much she scared herself. Soon the doorbell rang and Reggie went to answer it looking down at the shoes of the people standing at the door, before going to look at them in their eyes, like she always did. The minute she saw his shoes she knew it was Lars. She beamed a smile at him.
"Hey Reggie are you well enough to talk to my annoying cousin," Lars jokes as Reggie noticed Clio. "I am not annoying Lars and if you don't cut it out I have so much blackmail on you it isn't funny," Clio says turning to Reggie, "Reggie!"
"Clio," Reggie yells and hugs her. Then she lets Clio in Lars stands at the door not sure what to do, "You coming Lars?"
"I...I...the guys were...awe fine," Lars says trying to sound like he doesn't want to be there. Reggie goes and sits on the couch, Clio follows her and Lars stands on the other side of the surfboard/table.
"I have the best news," Clio says.
"What?" Reggie says interested this was the first exciting thing in an hour.
"Well you have to guess," Clio says. Reggie and Lars roll their eyes, "Okay fine Lars will give you a hint."
"Me?" Lars says.
"Yes," Clio says and Lars sighs before heading into the kitchen.
"What's he doing," Reggie asks.
"When ever Lars and I have to tell each other something that we aren't suppose to tell each other we act it out so it's showing instead of telling," Clio says.
Reggie nods, "You and Lars are close huh?"
"Yup, he's my favorite cousin but don't tell anyone, or him," Clio says.
"But why Lars?" Reggie asks.
"He's great. He treats everyone like an individual even if he treats everyone like dirt. When we had family reunions no one could tell my cousin and I apart, but Lars. He always made you feel different like you weren't just like everyone else. Plus, there is no one better to tell your secrets to. Who will he tell? I don't really know but he is my favorite," Clio says.
"Yeah I guess he could be all those things," Reggie says sighing.
Lars walks back in with ice cubes in his hands, "Okay guess."
"Ice cubes?" Reggie guesses.
"Oh come on Reg guess harder," Clio whines.
"Ice cubes, melting in your hand?" Reggie guesses.
"Here is another clue," Lars says picking up one of Otto's roller blades.
"Ice cubes and Roller Blades?" Reggie says, "You're going to put ice cubes in Otto's Roller Blades?"
"No this is good news," Clio sighs.
"Come on Reggie put them together," Lars says, "And hurry these ice cubes are cold."
"Roller Ice?" Reggie starts to think, "Cubed Blades? Ice Blades? Ice skating?"
"Yes finally," Lars heads back into the kitchen.
"So what's the news," Reggie asks.
"Well I got an invitation to an Ice Skating competition if I place high I'll get to go to the Olympics," Clio says, "Could you imagine the fame, the fortune, the cute guys."
"Getting up at two, practicing all the time, no privacy, no friends, another country, no sleep, no fun, all work..." Lars says walking in.
"Lars don't ruin this," Clio snaps, "It will be fun. Well later Reggie I have to tell the guys."
Reggie leads them out and says goodbye before heading inside to be bored again.
Outside Lars follows Clio down to the boardwalk, "So what do I do?"
"Do you like her?"
"Of course I like her."
"Then tell her."
"No way, that's not possible. I can't tell her that."
"Look Lars you admitted that you liked her to yourself but you'll never be happy until you tell her. What's the worse that can happen? Reggie's a nice person. Even if she does hate you, she wouldn't tell it to everyone or rub it in your face," Clio tells him.
"She's hates me!" Lars exclaims, "That's horrible, well I don't like her either. I don't like her or her smile, or the way she makes me laugh or the how much fun we have together, or how she understands me better then anyone. I don't care. I don't like her either...Who am I kidding?"
"No one."
"I love her and she hates me!"
"Look Lover Boy I didn't say she hated you I just said if she hated you," Clio says, "I don't really think she hates you."
"Oh that's good," Lars sighs, "Hey there's my guys, later Clio."
Clio shakes her head, "Later Lars."
"Clio!" Sam says from behind her after Lars was out of sight.
"Sammie!" Clio jumps, "What are you doing here?"
"I live here Clio. I was going to hang out with Trish," Sam says, "You want to come?"
"Sure," Clio smiles.
"You were talking to Lars," Sam says heading towards the pier where Trish is.
"I was, he is my cousin," Clio defends.
"I know it's just...well...after what Reggie said I'm starting to look at Lars differently now," Sam says.
"What did she say?!" Clio has to know.
"Well I shouldn't," Sam says.
"I'll tell you something about Lars," Clio says and Sam grins.
"It's just...Reg...Reggie...She has a cr-crush on Lars," Sam manages flinching at the sound.
"No way so does Lars...oops," Clio says quickly.
"You have to be kidding," Sam's eyes grow to the size of beach ball as Clio shakes her head, "Well its not like anything will happen Reggie's way to chicken to doing thing."
"Lars too," Clio tells him and Sam sighs. After that they reached Trish and forgot about the conversation.
The next day was Thursday Thanksgiving. Reggie and Otto were miserable it wasn't that they hated Thanksgiving they just...hated Thanksgiving. It really was a family holiday and from the days, they could remember, they really didn't feel like they had one of those. All they ever did was, sit at home while everyone else had fun with their families. Then around two they went to the Shack had some barbecue with Tito until around three when the kids would come down stuffed from their dinners. Twister was always a first to show up he felt sorry for the Rockets, and he liked getting left over ribs no matter how stuffed he was. As soon as Sam came in the gang decided to walk the beach. Twister and Otto were running around in front of Sam and Reggie. Reggie was breathing in the sweet smell of fresh air, after a couple days of being sick you would to.
"Smells like rain huh?" Sam points out. As they lose sight of the Shack and boardwalk.
"Rain!" Otto whines, "I don't want it to..." It begins to rain, "rain." He frowns.
"Dude Otto the rain heard you," Twister tells him.
"Let's go in before it starts to pour," Otto frowns.
"Oh come on guys it's not that bad. Is it Sam?" Reggie asks, and Sam shakes his head.
"What can we do in the rain?" Twister whines.
"We could...Dance..." Reggie says.
"In the rain!" Otto gives that are-you-insane look. Reggie looks at Sam she just wanted the guys to have a good day.
"Reggie would you like to dance," Sam asks laughing as Reggie accepts and they dance, frolic more of. They laugh as they begin to spin.
Twister and Otto look at each other and then Reggie grabs Otto and begins dancing with him letting Sam rest. Twister looks from Otto and Reggie to Sam, "No Twist."
"Oh come on Squid," Twister grabs his hands and the four of them frolic if anyone had been there to see them they might be embarrassed but no one was. They spent 30 minutes just dancing before Reggie pretended to pass out on the sand, followed by Sam, Otto, and then finally Twister.
Reggie looks up as the rain pours on her, "That was fun," Twister smiles.
"Yeah just the four of us like it should be," Otto says.
Reggie sticks out her tongue; "Hey I caught a drop on my tongue." Twister, Otto, and Sam stick their tongues out for a turn. Reggie stands as it pours harder, "Let's go guys."
"Yeah I'm soaked," Sam says, "My Mom is going to kill me."
"All right," Otto says standing up, "Man I can hardly see."
"Yeah my glasses are so soaked I can't see an inch," Sam says as Otto removes his goggles. They head back to the Shack every so often skipping in dance. As soon as they get in, they noticed that it's crowded with kids. Everyone is there to get out of the rain and their houses.
"You look good Reggie," Clio laughs, pointing out that the guys and her looked they look liked half drowned cats. With their hair flat on their heads well except Otto's and their shirts/shorts stuck to their skin.
"Twister!" Ray says in cheer.
"What ever it is I didn't do it," Twister says.
"No Twister you're not in trouble I need you to play one of your videos so I can entertain these people," Ray points out. Trish, Sherry, Eddie, Trent, Oliver, Lars, Pi, Sputz, Animal, all their cousins and many more kids were crammed in there.
"No Problem-O Ray just let me grab a tape," Twister says heading to the back. Otto jumps onto one of the two remaining counter seats claiming the last one for Twister. This was fine with Sam and Reggie. They went to sit with Trent, Sherry, Trish, at a table right next to Lars, Pi, Sputz, and Animal. Reggie sat next to Sam, on the end, no one was on the other side, because they arranged the chairs to see the flick. She was backed up to Pi at the other table, he sat next to Sputz, and then Lars sat next to Sputz and then finally Animal. Reggie decided this was the best seat because she thought if Lars were out of sight, he'd be out of mind. She was wrong. Anyway Twister came back in with the video, still wet as ever, Reggie looked at him weird and then realized she was just as wet, the VCR rewound the tape as he rang out his hat. Soon the video played and Reggie grew bored, she loved Twister's videos and she loved Otto's moves but Twister just had so many videos of Otto it was boring. She put her head on the table, hoping that no one would notice her. She had almost fallen asleep when a paper that was all folded up fell next to her. She picked it up and looked around she couldn't figure out who it was from. So she opened it up and it read:
Hey Reggie,
How's it going? I'm bored stiff with these lame Rocket videos.
It wasn't signed but she thought she knew whom it was from. She looked over to Lars and he grinned before pretending to watch again. Reggie found a pen and wrote back.
Hey yourself,
It's going okay, dinner was lame and the video does stink. What about you? How was your dinner?
She looked for away to send it back without his friends getting it. So she did the only thing she thought of she tossed it and no one noticed, except for Lars that is. He picked up the note looked at it and then back at her before scribbling something down, tossing it over Pi and to her. She read it:
Dinner was okay I didn't have the Turkey but the rest was good. I'm
sorry you didn't have a good dinner. At least the video beats hanging
around the house with the 'family.'
Reggie thought a moment looked up at Lars and then wrote.
I wouldn't know about the family. I just know that this stupid rain
ruined our day it was just suppose to be the guys and me today.
She tosses it back and again no one seems to notice. Lars reads it and then looks at Reggie before writing to her and then sending it back, it read:
I wouldn't say the rain ruined the day it just changed it. Now
instead of hanging around womping kids, I get to pass notes with you.
Reggie thinks this over before decided that he was right it wasn't that bad.
I guess you're right; it is nice to be talking with a friend.
She sends it back to him and he takes two seconds to write a reply before sending it back.
Friend? What makes a friend?
Reggie looks at a while finding this a weird question but what else did she have to do.
Well I think a friend is someone who you like spending time with.
Someone you can talk to. Someone who would give up anything just to
be with you...Do you need more?
She finishes it and then sends it back Lars looks at the words a while before answering
I think a friend is someone, who understands you, who knows you more
then any one else, who shares the laughter and the pain. I think a
friend is someone who cares about you. That's what you are.
Reggie looks at it and then in the heat of writing things writes;
Sounds like martial you'd fine in someone you wanted to be more then
just friends with.
Before she thought about it; she sent it back, she watched his eyes as he read the note and then folded it up and put it in his pocket; before he looks back at the movie with that I -don't-want-to-play-anymore look that she seemed to know very well. She sighed and put her head back on the table again. Reggie couldn't understand what she did. They were having so much fun, then she said one little thing, and it was over. She racked her brain to figure out what it was. She couldn't remember one thing she wrote. It had been so much fun it just rushed out of her when the game ended. She sighed as a piece of folded paper slid next to her as someone had pushed it over. She looked at it and smiled thinking the game had started again she opened it and read:
That's because I think of you as more then a friend.
Reggie was shocked she could barely breathe as she read it over ten times finally realizing the truth. She shot a glance at Lars who was sitting uneasily looking at the movie. Reggie took a deep breath and wrote.
That's funny because I feel exactly, the same about you.
Bravely she passed it back closing her eyes as he opened it. After a few minutes she got the courage to look and he was gone, just gone, no one even noticed that the presence of fear had lifted when he left. They were to into the movie. As quietly as she could so she wouldn't be noticed she followed Lars out into the rain. It was pouring harder then before she couldn't even see Madtown, or the beach, or even two feet in front of her. She couldn't see Lars anywhere and nearly gave up until she literally ran into him.
"You Okay Lars?" Reggie says although she was the one who lost her balance and nearly fell. He just looked so worried that she had to ask.
"We...us," Lars starts, "It doesn't work it doesn't make sense. Look Reggie maybe I should just go back to wanting my A." "But Lars I like you," Reggie says, "And you said you liked me too." "I know I did, I know what I said, and I know I like you; but that doesn't change the fact that we would work," Lars says.
"Don't you want it to," Reggie says.
"Of course I do but Reggie I'm not use to getting things just because I wanted them, only you gave me things because I wanted it," Lars states.
"But Lars..." Reggie says, "Wouldn't you be sorry."
"No, I'd womp a line of kids from here to next Tuesday and get over with it," Lars says.
Reggie snickers, then gets serious, "It's not that simple for me you know. I can't womp a line of kids, I'll just be...sad."
"Sad?" Lars gulps feeling guilty.
"Yeah I'd miss spending time with you and being friends with you," Reggie says.
"Me too...but" Lars says.
"Lars look at me I'm here in the pouring rain, after being sick for a half the week because I like you now if you're just not going to do anything about it then why don't you just let me leave," Reggie turns to leave.
"Wait Reggie," Lars says, "I want to hang out with you, but my guys."
"Who cares about them I don't, you don't have to tell them, I'm not going to tell the gang, all I really care about is that I like you and I really don't care what they think," Reggie states and Lars smiles.
Just as Reggie sneezes, "Oh Reggie you're still sick," Lars says pulling her towards her home and his.
"Ahhh!" She screamed. "I have nightmares too. Was it the one about the Monkeys?" Twister asks.
"What are you doing here?" Reggie asks.
"We were worried about you Reggie," Otto says.
"Yeah I was worried about you," Twister says, "you scared me. Now just remember that when you're Christmas shopping, for your friend, Twister, who was worried about you, and doesn't have a stereo."
"Twister!" Sam says.
"It was worth a shot," Twister grins.
"I brought your school work Reggie, Lars was going to but I said I had all your classes anyway," Sam smiles.
"Thanks Sam," Reggie says.
"So can we go now," Twister whines, "I only have 1 hour before Clio gets here and I want to use it wisely."
"Okay Twister chill we're going," Otto says, heading out with Twister and Sam. Reggie doesn't go with them she's still sick. Not only that, she was bored. Nothing was on the TV that she liked; there was nothing to do, that wasn't too much work for some one with the flu. So, she daydreamed first about beating Otto down MT. Badly and then it turned into a dream about Lars she liked it so much she scared herself. Soon the doorbell rang and Reggie went to answer it looking down at the shoes of the people standing at the door, before going to look at them in their eyes, like she always did. The minute she saw his shoes she knew it was Lars. She beamed a smile at him.
"Hey Reggie are you well enough to talk to my annoying cousin," Lars jokes as Reggie noticed Clio. "I am not annoying Lars and if you don't cut it out I have so much blackmail on you it isn't funny," Clio says turning to Reggie, "Reggie!"
"Clio," Reggie yells and hugs her. Then she lets Clio in Lars stands at the door not sure what to do, "You coming Lars?"
"I...I...the guys were...awe fine," Lars says trying to sound like he doesn't want to be there. Reggie goes and sits on the couch, Clio follows her and Lars stands on the other side of the surfboard/table.
"I have the best news," Clio says.
"What?" Reggie says interested this was the first exciting thing in an hour.
"Well you have to guess," Clio says. Reggie and Lars roll their eyes, "Okay fine Lars will give you a hint."
"Me?" Lars says.
"Yes," Clio says and Lars sighs before heading into the kitchen.
"What's he doing," Reggie asks.
"When ever Lars and I have to tell each other something that we aren't suppose to tell each other we act it out so it's showing instead of telling," Clio says.
Reggie nods, "You and Lars are close huh?"
"Yup, he's my favorite cousin but don't tell anyone, or him," Clio says.
"But why Lars?" Reggie asks.
"He's great. He treats everyone like an individual even if he treats everyone like dirt. When we had family reunions no one could tell my cousin and I apart, but Lars. He always made you feel different like you weren't just like everyone else. Plus, there is no one better to tell your secrets to. Who will he tell? I don't really know but he is my favorite," Clio says.
"Yeah I guess he could be all those things," Reggie says sighing.
Lars walks back in with ice cubes in his hands, "Okay guess."
"Ice cubes?" Reggie guesses.
"Oh come on Reg guess harder," Clio whines.
"Ice cubes, melting in your hand?" Reggie guesses.
"Here is another clue," Lars says picking up one of Otto's roller blades.
"Ice cubes and Roller Blades?" Reggie says, "You're going to put ice cubes in Otto's Roller Blades?"
"No this is good news," Clio sighs.
"Come on Reggie put them together," Lars says, "And hurry these ice cubes are cold."
"Roller Ice?" Reggie starts to think, "Cubed Blades? Ice Blades? Ice skating?"
"Yes finally," Lars heads back into the kitchen.
"So what's the news," Reggie asks.
"Well I got an invitation to an Ice Skating competition if I place high I'll get to go to the Olympics," Clio says, "Could you imagine the fame, the fortune, the cute guys."
"Getting up at two, practicing all the time, no privacy, no friends, another country, no sleep, no fun, all work..." Lars says walking in.
"Lars don't ruin this," Clio snaps, "It will be fun. Well later Reggie I have to tell the guys."
Reggie leads them out and says goodbye before heading inside to be bored again.
Outside Lars follows Clio down to the boardwalk, "So what do I do?"
"Do you like her?"
"Of course I like her."
"Then tell her."
"No way, that's not possible. I can't tell her that."
"Look Lars you admitted that you liked her to yourself but you'll never be happy until you tell her. What's the worse that can happen? Reggie's a nice person. Even if she does hate you, she wouldn't tell it to everyone or rub it in your face," Clio tells him.
"She's hates me!" Lars exclaims, "That's horrible, well I don't like her either. I don't like her or her smile, or the way she makes me laugh or the how much fun we have together, or how she understands me better then anyone. I don't care. I don't like her either...Who am I kidding?"
"No one."
"I love her and she hates me!"
"Look Lover Boy I didn't say she hated you I just said if she hated you," Clio says, "I don't really think she hates you."
"Oh that's good," Lars sighs, "Hey there's my guys, later Clio."
Clio shakes her head, "Later Lars."
"Clio!" Sam says from behind her after Lars was out of sight.
"Sammie!" Clio jumps, "What are you doing here?"
"I live here Clio. I was going to hang out with Trish," Sam says, "You want to come?"
"Sure," Clio smiles.
"You were talking to Lars," Sam says heading towards the pier where Trish is.
"I was, he is my cousin," Clio defends.
"I know it's just...well...after what Reggie said I'm starting to look at Lars differently now," Sam says.
"What did she say?!" Clio has to know.
"Well I shouldn't," Sam says.
"I'll tell you something about Lars," Clio says and Sam grins.
"It's just...Reg...Reggie...She has a cr-crush on Lars," Sam manages flinching at the sound.
"No way so does Lars...oops," Clio says quickly.
"You have to be kidding," Sam's eyes grow to the size of beach ball as Clio shakes her head, "Well its not like anything will happen Reggie's way to chicken to doing thing."
"Lars too," Clio tells him and Sam sighs. After that they reached Trish and forgot about the conversation.
The next day was Thursday Thanksgiving. Reggie and Otto were miserable it wasn't that they hated Thanksgiving they just...hated Thanksgiving. It really was a family holiday and from the days, they could remember, they really didn't feel like they had one of those. All they ever did was, sit at home while everyone else had fun with their families. Then around two they went to the Shack had some barbecue with Tito until around three when the kids would come down stuffed from their dinners. Twister was always a first to show up he felt sorry for the Rockets, and he liked getting left over ribs no matter how stuffed he was. As soon as Sam came in the gang decided to walk the beach. Twister and Otto were running around in front of Sam and Reggie. Reggie was breathing in the sweet smell of fresh air, after a couple days of being sick you would to.
"Smells like rain huh?" Sam points out. As they lose sight of the Shack and boardwalk.
"Rain!" Otto whines, "I don't want it to..." It begins to rain, "rain." He frowns.
"Dude Otto the rain heard you," Twister tells him.
"Let's go in before it starts to pour," Otto frowns.
"Oh come on guys it's not that bad. Is it Sam?" Reggie asks, and Sam shakes his head.
"What can we do in the rain?" Twister whines.
"We could...Dance..." Reggie says.
"In the rain!" Otto gives that are-you-insane look. Reggie looks at Sam she just wanted the guys to have a good day.
"Reggie would you like to dance," Sam asks laughing as Reggie accepts and they dance, frolic more of. They laugh as they begin to spin.
Twister and Otto look at each other and then Reggie grabs Otto and begins dancing with him letting Sam rest. Twister looks from Otto and Reggie to Sam, "No Twist."
"Oh come on Squid," Twister grabs his hands and the four of them frolic if anyone had been there to see them they might be embarrassed but no one was. They spent 30 minutes just dancing before Reggie pretended to pass out on the sand, followed by Sam, Otto, and then finally Twister.
Reggie looks up as the rain pours on her, "That was fun," Twister smiles.
"Yeah just the four of us like it should be," Otto says.
Reggie sticks out her tongue; "Hey I caught a drop on my tongue." Twister, Otto, and Sam stick their tongues out for a turn. Reggie stands as it pours harder, "Let's go guys."
"Yeah I'm soaked," Sam says, "My Mom is going to kill me."
"All right," Otto says standing up, "Man I can hardly see."
"Yeah my glasses are so soaked I can't see an inch," Sam says as Otto removes his goggles. They head back to the Shack every so often skipping in dance. As soon as they get in, they noticed that it's crowded with kids. Everyone is there to get out of the rain and their houses.
"You look good Reggie," Clio laughs, pointing out that the guys and her looked they look liked half drowned cats. With their hair flat on their heads well except Otto's and their shirts/shorts stuck to their skin.
"Twister!" Ray says in cheer.
"What ever it is I didn't do it," Twister says.
"No Twister you're not in trouble I need you to play one of your videos so I can entertain these people," Ray points out. Trish, Sherry, Eddie, Trent, Oliver, Lars, Pi, Sputz, Animal, all their cousins and many more kids were crammed in there.
"No Problem-O Ray just let me grab a tape," Twister says heading to the back. Otto jumps onto one of the two remaining counter seats claiming the last one for Twister. This was fine with Sam and Reggie. They went to sit with Trent, Sherry, Trish, at a table right next to Lars, Pi, Sputz, and Animal. Reggie sat next to Sam, on the end, no one was on the other side, because they arranged the chairs to see the flick. She was backed up to Pi at the other table, he sat next to Sputz, and then Lars sat next to Sputz and then finally Animal. Reggie decided this was the best seat because she thought if Lars were out of sight, he'd be out of mind. She was wrong. Anyway Twister came back in with the video, still wet as ever, Reggie looked at him weird and then realized she was just as wet, the VCR rewound the tape as he rang out his hat. Soon the video played and Reggie grew bored, she loved Twister's videos and she loved Otto's moves but Twister just had so many videos of Otto it was boring. She put her head on the table, hoping that no one would notice her. She had almost fallen asleep when a paper that was all folded up fell next to her. She picked it up and looked around she couldn't figure out who it was from. So she opened it up and it read:
Hey Reggie,
How's it going? I'm bored stiff with these lame Rocket videos.
It wasn't signed but she thought she knew whom it was from. She looked over to Lars and he grinned before pretending to watch again. Reggie found a pen and wrote back.
Hey yourself,
It's going okay, dinner was lame and the video does stink. What about you? How was your dinner?
She looked for away to send it back without his friends getting it. So she did the only thing she thought of she tossed it and no one noticed, except for Lars that is. He picked up the note looked at it and then back at her before scribbling something down, tossing it over Pi and to her. She read it:
Dinner was okay I didn't have the Turkey but the rest was good. I'm
sorry you didn't have a good dinner. At least the video beats hanging
around the house with the 'family.'
Reggie thought a moment looked up at Lars and then wrote.
I wouldn't know about the family. I just know that this stupid rain
ruined our day it was just suppose to be the guys and me today.
She tosses it back and again no one seems to notice. Lars reads it and then looks at Reggie before writing to her and then sending it back, it read:
I wouldn't say the rain ruined the day it just changed it. Now
instead of hanging around womping kids, I get to pass notes with you.
Reggie thinks this over before decided that he was right it wasn't that bad.
I guess you're right; it is nice to be talking with a friend.
She sends it back to him and he takes two seconds to write a reply before sending it back.
Friend? What makes a friend?
Reggie looks at a while finding this a weird question but what else did she have to do.
Well I think a friend is someone who you like spending time with.
Someone you can talk to. Someone who would give up anything just to
be with you...Do you need more?
She finishes it and then sends it back Lars looks at the words a while before answering
I think a friend is someone, who understands you, who knows you more
then any one else, who shares the laughter and the pain. I think a
friend is someone who cares about you. That's what you are.
Reggie looks at it and then in the heat of writing things writes;
Sounds like martial you'd fine in someone you wanted to be more then
just friends with.
Before she thought about it; she sent it back, she watched his eyes as he read the note and then folded it up and put it in his pocket; before he looks back at the movie with that I -don't-want-to-play-anymore look that she seemed to know very well. She sighed and put her head back on the table again. Reggie couldn't understand what she did. They were having so much fun, then she said one little thing, and it was over. She racked her brain to figure out what it was. She couldn't remember one thing she wrote. It had been so much fun it just rushed out of her when the game ended. She sighed as a piece of folded paper slid next to her as someone had pushed it over. She looked at it and smiled thinking the game had started again she opened it and read:
That's because I think of you as more then a friend.
Reggie was shocked she could barely breathe as she read it over ten times finally realizing the truth. She shot a glance at Lars who was sitting uneasily looking at the movie. Reggie took a deep breath and wrote.
That's funny because I feel exactly, the same about you.
Bravely she passed it back closing her eyes as he opened it. After a few minutes she got the courage to look and he was gone, just gone, no one even noticed that the presence of fear had lifted when he left. They were to into the movie. As quietly as she could so she wouldn't be noticed she followed Lars out into the rain. It was pouring harder then before she couldn't even see Madtown, or the beach, or even two feet in front of her. She couldn't see Lars anywhere and nearly gave up until she literally ran into him.
"You Okay Lars?" Reggie says although she was the one who lost her balance and nearly fell. He just looked so worried that she had to ask.
"We...us," Lars starts, "It doesn't work it doesn't make sense. Look Reggie maybe I should just go back to wanting my A." "But Lars I like you," Reggie says, "And you said you liked me too." "I know I did, I know what I said, and I know I like you; but that doesn't change the fact that we would work," Lars says.
"Don't you want it to," Reggie says.
"Of course I do but Reggie I'm not use to getting things just because I wanted them, only you gave me things because I wanted it," Lars states.
"But Lars..." Reggie says, "Wouldn't you be sorry."
"No, I'd womp a line of kids from here to next Tuesday and get over with it," Lars says.
Reggie snickers, then gets serious, "It's not that simple for me you know. I can't womp a line of kids, I'll just be...sad."
"Sad?" Lars gulps feeling guilty.
"Yeah I'd miss spending time with you and being friends with you," Reggie says.
"Me too...but" Lars says.
"Lars look at me I'm here in the pouring rain, after being sick for a half the week because I like you now if you're just not going to do anything about it then why don't you just let me leave," Reggie turns to leave.
"Wait Reggie," Lars says, "I want to hang out with you, but my guys."
"Who cares about them I don't, you don't have to tell them, I'm not going to tell the gang, all I really care about is that I like you and I really don't care what they think," Reggie states and Lars smiles.
Just as Reggie sneezes, "Oh Reggie you're still sick," Lars says pulling her towards her home and his.