Peyton searched through a box at the edge of her room marked "Clothes."
She found what she had been looking for, satisfied, she pulled out her red
sleeveless shirt. It would look perfect with her leather jacket. She
quickly slipped out of her flannel night shirt and put on the tight fitting
shirt. She put on the pair of jeans she had been wearing yesterday and
headed down stairs for a quick breakfast. When she got downstairs her dad
was already up and making breakfast. She smiled at the sight of him trying
to flip a humongous pancake in a tiny frying pan without ruining it. He
flipped it successfully she heard a small "perfect!" from her Dad. Peyton
laughed at her Dad he turned around quickly startled. He hadn't known she
was watching him. He recovered quickly,
"Get yourself some orange juice and I'll have these pancakes done for you any second," he said returning to the pancake he was making. He slid the spatula under the pancake every so often lifting it up slightly to check to see if it was done. When it was done he picked up the pan and slid the pancake off of it and onto Peyton's ready plate. Peyton sat down with her plate and juice and ate readily. She was done in less that a minute before her Dad could finish the second pancake he was making for her. She was grabbed her leather jacket from the coat hanger and backpack from off the ground and headed out the door. She called goodbye to her Dad ignoring his words of protest. She slowly walked towards Bright's house wondering if she should go up and ring or just wait outside. But she didn't have to worry about it because that very second Bright rushed out the front door. He gave her a small wave on his porch and then headed down the walkway towards her. He must have been waiting for her by the window or something, Peyton thought. They began walking to school together.
"So you're like me, you don't have a car?" she asked smiling.
"Nah," he said shaking his head, "I like walking sometimes," he liked walking with her. Hey had thought about asking her if she wanted a ride, (he knew she didn't have a car) but thought a long walk would be a good chance to talk and a little more romantic. He had heard that a lot of girls liked outdoorsey guys that enjoyed long walks. She looked at him nodding, smiling. He still couldn't think of much to say, he thought through possible conversation topics. But he didn't have to, she had already begun to talk again.
"So, how about Amy, does she drive?" Peyton asked. She wanted to learn more about her, oddly enough, she just wanted to know what caused her to be so cold to her the other day. It was obvious that Amy had a story, a probably long and complicated one at that, and Peyton was curious to hear it. And plus, Ephram had seemed pretty friendly towards her, maybe she had a nice side.
"Yea, my parents got her a car a couple months ago," he said glad to have a topic to talk about, even if it was.....his sister. He continued, "she had been going through a lot of stuff and my Dad bought her a car, to try to cheer her up, I guess." Peyton wondered what this "stuff" was. But she didn't know if Bright wanted to talk about it, so she kept it down.
"Did it help, did a brand new car cheer up?" she said sarcastically laughing. Obviously a brand new car would cheer anybody up. He laughed too, looking down at her, some of his nervousness was leaving him. Then more seriously he spoke,
"Nah, it was real tough on Amy," he said pausing thinking about what Amy had been like a few months ago. She still wasn't completely back to the normal Amy, but then again, maybe she never would be. He continued talking, because he knew he couldn't just leave it like that. "She saw a loved one die, and she'll never really get over it," he slowed for a second, looking straight ahead he forced himself to continue telling her about Amy, "She went into a really serious depression....It was awful." He looked down at the ground, not looking at Peyton. All of a sudden he wished the subject of Amy hadn't come up. Why did he tell her all of that? Why? They could have had a nice pleasent conversation about movies, music, cars, other memebers of his family, why did he have to bring up Amy and Colin and everything? He looked over at Peyton. She looked so upset, she was staring at the ground, she looked like she could cry.
"Poor Amy," she said softly. She felt awful, she had been looking for some juicy gossip about Amy. She had thought of Amy as a cold bitch, she felt so bad.
"I'm sorry, maybe I shouldn't have told you anything," he said looking at her worried.
"No, It's fine," she said looking up into Bright's eyes trying to smile. After a couple of minutes of silence Bright ventured to lighten the mood, change the topic, think of something else.
"So, I just got back my letter from Notre Dame," he said pausing looking at her smiling.
"Yea?" she asked smiling.
"Yup, and..." he paused for more dramatic affect, "I got in." (hehe, I couldn't help making him get into college, after yesterday's episode)
"Wow!" She cried excitedly, "Good job!" He smiled to himself, it had been exciting, he had been overwelmed with joy, he had been positive he wouldn't get in. He looked at Peyton, next year she would be going through the same drama. (yes, as you already knew, probably, I made Peyton younger, even though she looks to be like 5 years older than Bright) The tension, Bright thought back to how nervous he had been, it was awful to go threw that. She went on to say that she hoped to get into Duke, it didn't seem like the perfect fit for Peyton, but Bright just smiled encouragingly. They talked about how they saw Ephram going to Julius West. (Do i have that right?) Bright told Peyton he thought Ephram would be famous someday. Peyton smiled nodding, she laughed,
"We'll probably be his long forgotten friends sitting in the audience watching him play," she thought about what she had just said. She had just told Bright that she thought she had already become friends with Ephram and Bright. Bright didn't seem to notice her saying the word friends, he laughed too. They arrived at school, right on time. They said their goodbyes and went their separate ways.
"Get yourself some orange juice and I'll have these pancakes done for you any second," he said returning to the pancake he was making. He slid the spatula under the pancake every so often lifting it up slightly to check to see if it was done. When it was done he picked up the pan and slid the pancake off of it and onto Peyton's ready plate. Peyton sat down with her plate and juice and ate readily. She was done in less that a minute before her Dad could finish the second pancake he was making for her. She was grabbed her leather jacket from the coat hanger and backpack from off the ground and headed out the door. She called goodbye to her Dad ignoring his words of protest. She slowly walked towards Bright's house wondering if she should go up and ring or just wait outside. But she didn't have to worry about it because that very second Bright rushed out the front door. He gave her a small wave on his porch and then headed down the walkway towards her. He must have been waiting for her by the window or something, Peyton thought. They began walking to school together.
"So you're like me, you don't have a car?" she asked smiling.
"Nah," he said shaking his head, "I like walking sometimes," he liked walking with her. Hey had thought about asking her if she wanted a ride, (he knew she didn't have a car) but thought a long walk would be a good chance to talk and a little more romantic. He had heard that a lot of girls liked outdoorsey guys that enjoyed long walks. She looked at him nodding, smiling. He still couldn't think of much to say, he thought through possible conversation topics. But he didn't have to, she had already begun to talk again.
"So, how about Amy, does she drive?" Peyton asked. She wanted to learn more about her, oddly enough, she just wanted to know what caused her to be so cold to her the other day. It was obvious that Amy had a story, a probably long and complicated one at that, and Peyton was curious to hear it. And plus, Ephram had seemed pretty friendly towards her, maybe she had a nice side.
"Yea, my parents got her a car a couple months ago," he said glad to have a topic to talk about, even if it was.....his sister. He continued, "she had been going through a lot of stuff and my Dad bought her a car, to try to cheer her up, I guess." Peyton wondered what this "stuff" was. But she didn't know if Bright wanted to talk about it, so she kept it down.
"Did it help, did a brand new car cheer up?" she said sarcastically laughing. Obviously a brand new car would cheer anybody up. He laughed too, looking down at her, some of his nervousness was leaving him. Then more seriously he spoke,
"Nah, it was real tough on Amy," he said pausing thinking about what Amy had been like a few months ago. She still wasn't completely back to the normal Amy, but then again, maybe she never would be. He continued talking, because he knew he couldn't just leave it like that. "She saw a loved one die, and she'll never really get over it," he slowed for a second, looking straight ahead he forced himself to continue telling her about Amy, "She went into a really serious depression....It was awful." He looked down at the ground, not looking at Peyton. All of a sudden he wished the subject of Amy hadn't come up. Why did he tell her all of that? Why? They could have had a nice pleasent conversation about movies, music, cars, other memebers of his family, why did he have to bring up Amy and Colin and everything? He looked over at Peyton. She looked so upset, she was staring at the ground, she looked like she could cry.
"Poor Amy," she said softly. She felt awful, she had been looking for some juicy gossip about Amy. She had thought of Amy as a cold bitch, she felt so bad.
"I'm sorry, maybe I shouldn't have told you anything," he said looking at her worried.
"No, It's fine," she said looking up into Bright's eyes trying to smile. After a couple of minutes of silence Bright ventured to lighten the mood, change the topic, think of something else.
"So, I just got back my letter from Notre Dame," he said pausing looking at her smiling.
"Yea?" she asked smiling.
"Yup, and..." he paused for more dramatic affect, "I got in." (hehe, I couldn't help making him get into college, after yesterday's episode)
"Wow!" She cried excitedly, "Good job!" He smiled to himself, it had been exciting, he had been overwelmed with joy, he had been positive he wouldn't get in. He looked at Peyton, next year she would be going through the same drama. (yes, as you already knew, probably, I made Peyton younger, even though she looks to be like 5 years older than Bright) The tension, Bright thought back to how nervous he had been, it was awful to go threw that. She went on to say that she hoped to get into Duke, it didn't seem like the perfect fit for Peyton, but Bright just smiled encouragingly. They talked about how they saw Ephram going to Julius West. (Do i have that right?) Bright told Peyton he thought Ephram would be famous someday. Peyton smiled nodding, she laughed,
"We'll probably be his long forgotten friends sitting in the audience watching him play," she thought about what she had just said. She had just told Bright that she thought she had already become friends with Ephram and Bright. Bright didn't seem to notice her saying the word friends, he laughed too. They arrived at school, right on time. They said their goodbyes and went their separate ways.