***Okay, first thanks for the reviews....I appreciate them. Things are
going to get a little more emotional for Gloria, so reviews on up coming
chapter would also be greatly appreciated. There's also gonna be some sort
of action with Chris and her, just not sure exactly when, or how. And just
to warn everyone, I'm not the best at love scenes, so I'm gonna attempt
one. Try not and laugh too hard. Thanks everyone.***
Cigarette Run
The next few days were probably the most boring ones in my life. I don't think I'd ever been so homesick. I laid around the house, chain smoking, and eating junk food. I tried not to think about Chris, but it was hard. I'd be sitting there and my thoughts would just wander to him. I wonder what he's doing right now? I wonder if he's gonna come over. I couldn't help it. But I didn't want to think about him. I didn't want to get too attached, because when I had to leave it would just make it all the more difficult. I wish I could just forget about him, but I knew that would be next to impossible. On the third night of doing absolutely nothing, (besides not thinking about Chris) I had to get out of the house. Not because I wanted to, but because I needed cigarettes.
The walk into town wasn't a long walk, but it was a very boring one. I walked into the local drugstore and quickly bought my cigarettes.
I walked out of the store, anxious to get back to the house. As I was walking back I heard someone call out my name.
"Gloria," the voice said. "Wait up!"
I turned around and it was Chris, jogging to catch up with me.
"Hey," he said. " I wasn't sure if it was you."
"It's me," I said self-consciencely, angry with myself for not taking a shower and actually getting dressed into decent clothes.
"What have you been up to," he asked? "I've been wanting to stop by, but I figured you'd be busy unpacking and stuff.....," he said blushing a little.
"Yeah. Well....So where's Gordie and company," I asked trying to think of something to talk about.
"Well let's see," he said. "Gordie is at his grandmother's for a few days. Teddy is grounded, for trying set his brother on fire, and Vern said he was sick, but I think he just felt like staying home," he told me. The image of Teddy trying to set his brother on fire made me laugh. He was such a crazy kid.
"Ohh," was all I could think of to say.
"So what are you doing tonight," he asked?
"Ohh...you know...the usual. Flying to Paris on my private jet. Maybe stopping in Italy for pizza. But I have to be home by eight or I'll miss Leave It To Beaver," I said.
He smiled. "Well I know it may be asking a lot, considering your so busy and all, but umm...maybe you'd want to do something with me," he said looking at the ground.
"Sure," I said I a little too eagerly. "I mean, yeah....if you want to."
"Come on," he said taking my hand. "Lets go."
"Where are we going," I asked?
"It's a surprise," he said with a grin.
I looked at him skeptically. The last time someone said that to me I wound up in a car with Ace, almost getting rapped. But I looked at his face and he was grinning, not smirking. He reminded me of Eyeball when he smiled like that. But I guess it wasn't Eyeball's fault that Ace was an asshole. And I would have bet that if Eyeball could've stopped Ace he would have. And besides, this was Chris, not Eyeball. So after considering all this, I wound letting him show me his surprise.
Cigarette Run
The next few days were probably the most boring ones in my life. I don't think I'd ever been so homesick. I laid around the house, chain smoking, and eating junk food. I tried not to think about Chris, but it was hard. I'd be sitting there and my thoughts would just wander to him. I wonder what he's doing right now? I wonder if he's gonna come over. I couldn't help it. But I didn't want to think about him. I didn't want to get too attached, because when I had to leave it would just make it all the more difficult. I wish I could just forget about him, but I knew that would be next to impossible. On the third night of doing absolutely nothing, (besides not thinking about Chris) I had to get out of the house. Not because I wanted to, but because I needed cigarettes.
The walk into town wasn't a long walk, but it was a very boring one. I walked into the local drugstore and quickly bought my cigarettes.
I walked out of the store, anxious to get back to the house. As I was walking back I heard someone call out my name.
"Gloria," the voice said. "Wait up!"
I turned around and it was Chris, jogging to catch up with me.
"Hey," he said. " I wasn't sure if it was you."
"It's me," I said self-consciencely, angry with myself for not taking a shower and actually getting dressed into decent clothes.
"What have you been up to," he asked? "I've been wanting to stop by, but I figured you'd be busy unpacking and stuff.....," he said blushing a little.
"Yeah. Well....So where's Gordie and company," I asked trying to think of something to talk about.
"Well let's see," he said. "Gordie is at his grandmother's for a few days. Teddy is grounded, for trying set his brother on fire, and Vern said he was sick, but I think he just felt like staying home," he told me. The image of Teddy trying to set his brother on fire made me laugh. He was such a crazy kid.
"Ohh," was all I could think of to say.
"So what are you doing tonight," he asked?
"Ohh...you know...the usual. Flying to Paris on my private jet. Maybe stopping in Italy for pizza. But I have to be home by eight or I'll miss Leave It To Beaver," I said.
He smiled. "Well I know it may be asking a lot, considering your so busy and all, but umm...maybe you'd want to do something with me," he said looking at the ground.
"Sure," I said I a little too eagerly. "I mean, yeah....if you want to."
"Come on," he said taking my hand. "Lets go."
"Where are we going," I asked?
"It's a surprise," he said with a grin.
I looked at him skeptically. The last time someone said that to me I wound up in a car with Ace, almost getting rapped. But I looked at his face and he was grinning, not smirking. He reminded me of Eyeball when he smiled like that. But I guess it wasn't Eyeball's fault that Ace was an asshole. And I would have bet that if Eyeball could've stopped Ace he would have. And besides, this was Chris, not Eyeball. So after considering all this, I wound letting him show me his surprise.