A/N: I am so sorry that this is yet another VERY short chapter- but not to worry- Chapter 3 is longer and full of action. Anyway- read on! I will post chapter three really fast because I am anxious to get my story done and out there!
Beba's was surprisingly crowded, given the fact that it was two o'clock
on a Monday afternoon. Kat scanned the crowd. Where the hell is he? He's
the one who asked me to come, after all. Just as she had just about
given up hope that he was there, she gave one last look to the back corner
table to find him sitting there staring straight at her. She made her way to
the back table, through all the men in business suits, the small groups of loud
foreign women, and an assortment of other people.
"I was beginning to think that you weren't going to show."
"I was a little delayed," she began, purposely drawing out the news for the desired effect. "At the end of English, Mr. Morgan held me back, saying he wanted to tell me something. I couldn't for the life of me figure out what it was; and then the best three words I have ever heard strung together came out of his mouth:," she paused. 'You are valedictorian'! Can you believe it Patrick?! I am valedictorian! The only bad thing about it though is the fact that I must make a speech at graduation. But still, I am so excited!"
"That's wonderful, Kat!" Patrick exclaimed with his sexy Austrailian accent. He picked her up and held her, to her slight embarrassment, up high in the air. As he lowered her down to the groud, he said, " If that made you happy, then I've got some news that will make your day." They sat down at the small table with its tacky yet comforting red-and-white-checked tablecloth. "I was down at the auto shop picking up my car today. Bob came out and talked to me. He got in to this whole big story, blah, blah, blah. Something about a vacation he won over the radio. I think he said it is in Nantucket. Then he was like blah, blah, blah, I can't go, are you doing anything from July 1 to July 15…"
"Are you trying to tell me," she began, her voice growing in pitch, volume, and speed with each word, "that we are getting to go on an all-expenses paid trip to Cape Cod?!"
"No." Her face fell. "That would be Nantucket, an island OFF of Cape Cod to be more exact. And no, Bob just wanted to tell my a story."
Kat, sensing the strong sarcasm in his voice, opened up her eyes wide with excitement, slowly rising in her seat. " I can't believe you! This is great!" She gave him a tight squeeze and slightly pulled away looking into his mysterious brown eyes. "This is really special and I am so happy that we are getting the chance to do this. I love you," she whispered, taking one last look into those dark eyes she had come to love before closing her own to fully experience the sensation of his lips touching hers.
It took a minute or two for them to realize that they were in a room full of people. If they were going to continue these extensive public displays of affection, they should probably get a room before being told to do so. They were both starving though, so they ate quickly and left Beba's hastily.
Out in the parking lot, they exchanged a smaller kiss and agreed to go to a 7:45 movie. Patrick promised to pick Kat up at 7:00.
He got into his car, listening to the first melodic strains of Stairway to Heaven. He chugged down the freeway, contemplating the things he and Kat would be doing on their trip. Just as the song was ending for the third time, he rolled down the street towards the building that contained his apartment. He climbed the steps, gathered his mail, and slowly climbed the five flights of stairs to his apartment. Nothing but junk mail, he thought, as he grabbed the handle to Apartment E2 in order to insert his key and unlock the door to his extremely humble abode. He found, though, that no key was necessary- the door was already open.
A/N: So
who was left hanging? I hope all of you were- next chapter is coming soon so
don't you worry! Now do me a huge favor and REVIEW, PLEASE! Stay alert for my
next post!
;) Charlotte
