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"Paris?" Joan answered with uncertainty.
"That is incorrect, would the other team like to steal," Lishek asked. They had been doing practice games for the last hour Joan was feeling more unintelligent by the minute. Grace had given up and was lying on her desk, face practically implanted in it.
"Rome!" Glynis shouted out in excitement. She, Luke and Friedman waited in anticipation for the answer.
"That is…correct!" She smiled. They began cheering and slapping fives. Joan stared at the scoreboard, Geeks 350, Them 20.
"Aw, are the questions too difficult for you?" Friedman mocked. Grace raised her head slightly off the desk, just enough to glare at him.
"There should be a law that allows people like you to be shot," she stated.
"Miss Polk, please restrain yourself," their teacher rolled her eyes. "However, Mr. Friedman does have a point, you three could stand for a little more studying to help you practice."
"I don't think my brain can absorb much more yo," Adam said.
"I find that highly unlikely Mr.Rove."
"Well…I could help them," Luke suggested. Joan almost burst out laughing. She knew the only reason he wanted to help them was so he could spend more time with Grace.
"That would be wonderful Luke! All right, I think that's enough for today. Good work everybody, and keep practicing, less than a week until game day!"
"Thank God it's over," Joan breathed and suddenly realized the irony, laughing quietly to herself.
"I think my brain just caved in," Adam mumbled, massaging his forehead. They all began gathering their things and left together in silence.
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The sun was just going down as Joan pulled into Adam's driveway. The warm May weather had people staying outside longer that Friday evening. Kids were riding up and down the street on their bikes, laughing with sheer delight. Their innocence made Joan smile.
"He's in the back," Mr. Rove called to her from the porch where he was sitting. Joan yelled thanks and made her way to the shed. She saw Adam leaning over his latest project in a deep state of concentration. She hung back slightly in the doorway watching him work. The look in his eyes, the focus was intense, as his hands glided over the scraps of metal. Joan was amazed at how gently he touched everything with his work worn hands. The delicate touch was one that specifically defined Adam. It showed the type of care he gave everything that was precious to him.
"Are you spying on me Jane?" his voice broke her thoughts. Joan saw him smile, not even looking up.
"How'd you know I was here?" she asked.
"I just did. Something changes in the room when you come in, it feels different."
Joan left the doorway and wandered over to stand beside him.
"What do you think?" he asked as she observed his newest creation.
"It's fantastic, what's it called?" she asked as she touched it lightly.
"It's part of a whole bunch that I've been working on for a while, kind of like an ongoing series," he explained as he pointed to at least half a dozen more on a shelf across the room.
"I call them…" he trailed off when he turned and saw her looking at him. Their eyes locked and Adam hesitated.
"Pictures of Jane," he said softly, his eyes never leaving hers.
"They're beautiful," she breathed and they began moving closer together slowly.
"ADAM! Grace is on the phone!" his father bellowed from the porch. Startled, they both stepped apart quickly.
"Ummm…you should probably, uh, get that…" she said.
"Right, yeah," Adam sighed, running a hand through his hair. He picked up the phone on the bench beside him.
"Yo," he greeted Grace.
"Yeah, she's right here. Hold on," he turned to Joan.
"Grace is bored, and Luke is weirding her out. She wants us to pick up a movie and come over," Joan nodded in agreement. She was still attempting to recover from the last five minutes.
"What? Ok, one sec," he turned back to Joan.
"She says nothing that remotely resembles a Mary Kate and Ashley romance movie, or you're dead. Alright, yeah, we'll be there soon." Adam hung up and grabbed a towel, wiping his hands.
"We'd better hurry, she's locked herself in the bathroom to get away from your brother yo," he and Joan burst out laughing.
"Let's go," she pulled out her car keys and he grabbed his hooded sweatshirt of one of the shelves, following her out of the shed.
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Author's Notes:
Finally! There we have it! Chapter 2! And the plot thickens! Now you have to update Admiral Lily! Thanks to dramaqween1985, Innogen, Moonlit-Jeannie, baby monkey, RFR-Shady-Lane, dokushoka79, La Diosa, and anyone else I forgot! You guys are awesome! You write such nice things, so thank you to everybody for all the support you are giving me! Well, review and I'll update, you know the drill!
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