Wow. I can't sleep. Looks like you guys are going to get this chappy sooner than you think.
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"Are you two love-birds done yet?" JT said, finally able to speak. He watched as the couple sprang apart and looked at him. Liberty was surprised. Devon was irritated. As Liberty smoothed out her shirt and Devon ran a hand through his hair, JT began to realize that there was something wrong with this picture. Liberty didn't appear to be smiling. Or giggling. Or anything other than incredibly embarrassed.
Liberty cleared her throat. "What do you need, JT?"
You... JT thought, before mentally bitch-slapping himself for thinking such thoughts. "Oh, I was just wondering if you wanted to work on that project now, since you didn't seem to be in any hurry to get to lunch." JT said, his voice holding the tiniest bit of spite he didn't even know was there.
"Well, actually, Devon and I-" Liberty was cut off when Devon slipped and arm around her waist and pulled her crushingly close. She was so surprised she didn't even notice the death-glare JT sent in Devon's direction.
"Liberty and I have plans." Said Devon, a bit of arrogance in his voice. "For the rest of the day, actually. Sorry. I guess you should've asked sooner." Liberty didn't notice the fact that Devon's tone clearly suggested something other than the project was in mind.
"Actually, Devon..." Liberty began, pulling away from him. "We really do have to get to work on this project. We just got it today, and..." she trailed off. Devon frowned, then sighed.
"Well, I guess... But don't forget our date on Friday." He said, shooting a glance at JT who rolled his eyes back. Yeah, so what, you've got a date, whoohoo.
"I wont." Liberty said, smiling. She jumped up and gave him a peck on the cheek, before walking down the hallway, back to the library. JT gave Devon a half-smirk before walking toward the library himself.
I don't like Liberty that way. I don't.
I just don't like Devon at all.
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That was... Interesting... Thought Liberty, as she moved through the familiar shelves of the library, trying to find a book of Shakespearian Comedies. Finding one, but realizing it was too high up, she attempted to jump for it, only to find it was still too high.
"Need some help there?" came JT's voice from behind her, softer than usual. Liberty reminded herself that it was probably due to the fact that they were in a library.
"I can't reach it." She pointed to the elusive book.
"Lemme try." JT said, reaching for the book. The book, however, was on the top shelf. So even though JT jumped for it he still couldn't reach.
"Let me get a stool." Liberty said. JT, however, grabbed her arm to stop her.
"Oh no." He said, in mock-fury, twisting his baseball cap backwards from its usual sideways position. "This... is war..."
Liberty laughed as JT made another futile jump for the book. And then another. And then another.
"JT, JT..." Liberty was trying to stop laughing. "Le-let me get a stool."
"No!" JT said, voice full of fake anger. "I have not yet begun to fight!" He made another jump, but lost balance, landing flat on his butt, causing Liberty to erupt into giggles.
"You know, the scenery is really nice down here. Come see." He said, grabbing her arm and pulling her down with him.
Then, they both stopped and looked. They looked at the bottom shelf, and then each other, and back at the bottom shelf.
On the bottom shelf was a book entitled The Complete Book Of Shakespear's Comedies.
They both stared at it for a moment, openmouthed. Then, JT picked it up, and looked at the book on the top shelf.
"Another day, my friend... Another day..." He said menacingly to the book. Liberty burst out laughing once more, and grabbed JT's arm. She ignored the little spark she got when her hand touched his bare arm.
"That was a riot, JT. Now, lets get to work." She said smiling. With that, she led him toward the nearest table.
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Liberty's laughter was still ringing in his ears as JT walked with her to the nearest table. I bet Devon never makes her laugh like that... he thought confidently. He was glad he had something Devon probably didn't. It gave him pride and happiness knowing he could make Liberty laugh that way.
"So, uh... You said you know this play?" JT asked, trying to start a conversation.
"Yeah. It's really silly and stupid. I don't like it as much as the other plays, but I guess that doesn't matter." Liberty said nonchalantly.
"So, what's it about?" JT asked.
"Um... let me put it in words you understand." She began, sitting down and motioning JT to sit down as well. "There's this girl, Viola, ok? She's basically shipwrecked in this place called Illyria. She's really some kind of duchess or something, but she finds out about this Duke guy, Orsino, who's in love with this girl Olivia. Thing is, she doesn't love him back. So every time Orsino proposes marriage to her, Olivia says she can't 'cuz she's still mourning the death of her brother."
"That's harsh... Go on." says JT, already becoming interested in the story.
"Ok, so Viola wants to talk some sense into the guy, Orsino, so she poses as a guy and gets herself hired as Orsino's page. That's somebody who delivers messages."
"So, wait, she actually poses as a GUY?!" JT asks, finding it funny.
"Yeah, so then, she gets really close to Orsino. She becomes one of his most trusted servant guys. Thing is, she falls head-over-heels in love with him."
"Great." JT says, sarcastically. "Go on."
"So, one day, he tells Viola to deliver a message to Olivia. Olivia basically bad-mouths Orsino right in front of her and she gets ticked off. She kind of yells at Olivia for not realizing how good she has it. But, as she's storming out of the place, Olivia's all like 'oh, he's so strong and loyal!' and falls head-over-heels in love for Cesario, Viola's male alter-ego."
"No Way!" JT exclaimed before bursting out laughing.
"Yeah way. And it gets even better when Viola's twin bro comes to town." Liberty finished, smiling.
"That's crazy! Insane! Totally off-the-wall!!" JT exclaimed. Then, taking the book out of her hands, JT turned to the beginning of the play. "Oh the possibilities..."
"What are you planning, Yorke?" Liberty asked with mock-dread.
"An Evil, Evil scheme... Mwahahaha!" JT answered, before turning back to the book.
Mrs. Kwan, what have you done... Liberty thought, watching JT skim through the first act of a seemingly innocent play. Though in JT's mind, Liberty knew it was anything but.