CHAPTER 7
"He will be ok, Tawny. Stop worrying now," the nurse at the clinic reassured the young girl who was sitting beside the sleeping Louis.
"Thanks," Tawny replied with a smile.
"You were... worried," Louis asked as he opened his eyes slowly. Tawny faced him and answered,
"Hey, are you ok?"
Louis tried to get up from the bed but then he felt a pang of pain at his lower back, causing him to lie down on his bed.
"Ow!!!" he cried out.
Tawny held Louis' right hand and helped him lie down properly.
"You should stop moving too fast, goofball. You'll just hurt yourself more," she told him. She gave a shy smile and added,
"I called your parents already and they're coming as soon as your dad's meeting's finished. Ren couldn't make it since she has a meeting too and Twitty has basketball practice. Oh, and he reminded me to tell you that he'll just drop by at the house after."
"Looks like I'm gonna sulk here all by myself," Louis said, sounding pitiful.
"Don't worry, I'll stay with you," she answered.
Louis smiled and teased,
"Your hand feels good."
Tawny and Louis glanced at their hands. She took hers quickly and replied, jokingly,
"Well, you know, hand lotion sometimes works a miracle."
They laughed until Louis remembered Tawny's part in the play,
"Wait, what about the play?"
"Oh, don't worry. Ren's got it all covered for me," she replied.
Twitty's basketball practice finished earlier than usual because Coach Tugnut has to bring her wife to a salon for a free hair wax. Twitty, after shooting some more hoops, quickly got in the shower. After doing so, he dressed up, got his bag from his locker and decided to go to Louis' house. As he was walking towards the school's gate, he passed by the school theater and heard Ren's voice. He looked inside and just had the strong urge to see what was going on inside. As he walked down the aisle, he picked a seat at the center by the left side. From about 3 rows before him was Bobby Deaver, the guy he hates the most in this whole entire dimension.
"Ok guys! I'm going to put up our schedules for practices, dress rehearsals and meeting s by the board. Please do check it once in a while. Does anyone have a question," Ren assumed that everything has been clearly understood by everyone.
"Well, I'll see you all tomorrow," she cried out as the students went marching on home. Ren turned around and saw Twitty behind Bobby.
"Hey Twitty," she greeted him with a wide smile. She walked down from the stage and went to get her bag. Bobby, on the other hand, stood up and greeted Twitty. Ren walked up to them and asked to Twitty,
"What are you doing here, by the way?"
"I just, you know, stopped by to see if Tawny was here, but since she's not, I'll go ahead," he answered as an excuse and grabbed his backpack.
"Aren't you going to see Louis," Ren asked.
"Well, yeah," he replied.
"Then if that's the case, then maybe you ought to come with us. I mean, we are heading the same direction," Bobby suggested.
"Sounds like a good idea to me," Ren agreed.
Twitty had no choice but to say yes. So the three headed for the theater door and walked on to their own respective homes. Ren and Bobby had talks while Twitty remained quiet and observant. He saw how comfortable the two are together and that he envied Bobby so much. When it was time for Bobby to take another road, Ren said,
"Bye, Bobby! I'll see you in school tomorrow."
"Bye Ren, bye Twitty," he answered.
"Bye," Twitty greeted.
After Bobby disappeared, Ren and Twitty went on. They remained quiet until Ren finally decide to break the ice,
"Hey, Twitty, is there something wrong?"
"Oh, nothing I was just thinking of some stuff," he answered.
Ren nodded in reply and went on. Twitty glanced at her and finally had the courage to ask her the hardest question he waited, and practiced, for so long.
"Hey Ren, are you and..." Ren faced him innocently. Twitty had to breathe deep because his heart was pounding like crazy.
"...are you and Bobby..." he just couldn't seem to say the word.
Ren looked at him, quite puzzled, and guessed,
"Dating?"
How did she know? Do I look like I'm playing charades, he thought.
"Yeah?"
"Oh, we're not," Ren replied. A big smile painted over the constipated look on his face. He could actually feel nice already until Ren added,
"How I wish we were, though."
Twitty suddenly did not know what to feel: the nice, easy, fun feeling when he knew that Ren wasn't dating Bobby or the sledgehammer that was pounded on his chest for a million times.
"Oh," was all he could say.
Then, Ren started telling Twitty how she had a crush on Bobby for the longest time, how she wanted to tell him the way she felt and all that. Twitty wanted to put earplugs just so he wouldn't be able to hear every single detail about her stories. This, he thought, would have to be the longest, most painful time that I'll have to bear with.
After spilling everything to Twitty, she concluded,
"I'm sorry if I got super excited in telling you all of that. I just... I just felt nice telling you some parts of me."
""It's ok. I understand," he replied with a smile.
"Uh, could you please not tell this to Louis," she asked as she opened the door to their house.
"Don't worry, I'll never tell," he promised.
"He will be ok, Tawny. Stop worrying now," the nurse at the clinic reassured the young girl who was sitting beside the sleeping Louis.
"Thanks," Tawny replied with a smile.
"You were... worried," Louis asked as he opened his eyes slowly. Tawny faced him and answered,
"Hey, are you ok?"
Louis tried to get up from the bed but then he felt a pang of pain at his lower back, causing him to lie down on his bed.
"Ow!!!" he cried out.
Tawny held Louis' right hand and helped him lie down properly.
"You should stop moving too fast, goofball. You'll just hurt yourself more," she told him. She gave a shy smile and added,
"I called your parents already and they're coming as soon as your dad's meeting's finished. Ren couldn't make it since she has a meeting too and Twitty has basketball practice. Oh, and he reminded me to tell you that he'll just drop by at the house after."
"Looks like I'm gonna sulk here all by myself," Louis said, sounding pitiful.
"Don't worry, I'll stay with you," she answered.
Louis smiled and teased,
"Your hand feels good."
Tawny and Louis glanced at their hands. She took hers quickly and replied, jokingly,
"Well, you know, hand lotion sometimes works a miracle."
They laughed until Louis remembered Tawny's part in the play,
"Wait, what about the play?"
"Oh, don't worry. Ren's got it all covered for me," she replied.
Twitty's basketball practice finished earlier than usual because Coach Tugnut has to bring her wife to a salon for a free hair wax. Twitty, after shooting some more hoops, quickly got in the shower. After doing so, he dressed up, got his bag from his locker and decided to go to Louis' house. As he was walking towards the school's gate, he passed by the school theater and heard Ren's voice. He looked inside and just had the strong urge to see what was going on inside. As he walked down the aisle, he picked a seat at the center by the left side. From about 3 rows before him was Bobby Deaver, the guy he hates the most in this whole entire dimension.
"Ok guys! I'm going to put up our schedules for practices, dress rehearsals and meeting s by the board. Please do check it once in a while. Does anyone have a question," Ren assumed that everything has been clearly understood by everyone.
"Well, I'll see you all tomorrow," she cried out as the students went marching on home. Ren turned around and saw Twitty behind Bobby.
"Hey Twitty," she greeted him with a wide smile. She walked down from the stage and went to get her bag. Bobby, on the other hand, stood up and greeted Twitty. Ren walked up to them and asked to Twitty,
"What are you doing here, by the way?"
"I just, you know, stopped by to see if Tawny was here, but since she's not, I'll go ahead," he answered as an excuse and grabbed his backpack.
"Aren't you going to see Louis," Ren asked.
"Well, yeah," he replied.
"Then if that's the case, then maybe you ought to come with us. I mean, we are heading the same direction," Bobby suggested.
"Sounds like a good idea to me," Ren agreed.
Twitty had no choice but to say yes. So the three headed for the theater door and walked on to their own respective homes. Ren and Bobby had talks while Twitty remained quiet and observant. He saw how comfortable the two are together and that he envied Bobby so much. When it was time for Bobby to take another road, Ren said,
"Bye, Bobby! I'll see you in school tomorrow."
"Bye Ren, bye Twitty," he answered.
"Bye," Twitty greeted.
After Bobby disappeared, Ren and Twitty went on. They remained quiet until Ren finally decide to break the ice,
"Hey, Twitty, is there something wrong?"
"Oh, nothing I was just thinking of some stuff," he answered.
Ren nodded in reply and went on. Twitty glanced at her and finally had the courage to ask her the hardest question he waited, and practiced, for so long.
"Hey Ren, are you and..." Ren faced him innocently. Twitty had to breathe deep because his heart was pounding like crazy.
"...are you and Bobby..." he just couldn't seem to say the word.
Ren looked at him, quite puzzled, and guessed,
"Dating?"
How did she know? Do I look like I'm playing charades, he thought.
"Yeah?"
"Oh, we're not," Ren replied. A big smile painted over the constipated look on his face. He could actually feel nice already until Ren added,
"How I wish we were, though."
Twitty suddenly did not know what to feel: the nice, easy, fun feeling when he knew that Ren wasn't dating Bobby or the sledgehammer that was pounded on his chest for a million times.
"Oh," was all he could say.
Then, Ren started telling Twitty how she had a crush on Bobby for the longest time, how she wanted to tell him the way she felt and all that. Twitty wanted to put earplugs just so he wouldn't be able to hear every single detail about her stories. This, he thought, would have to be the longest, most painful time that I'll have to bear with.
After spilling everything to Twitty, she concluded,
"I'm sorry if I got super excited in telling you all of that. I just... I just felt nice telling you some parts of me."
""It's ok. I understand," he replied with a smile.
"Uh, could you please not tell this to Louis," she asked as she opened the door to their house.
"Don't worry, I'll never tell," he promised.