Belle burst into the room with a two-pound box of Godiva chocolates tucked
safely under her arm and a box of tissues under the other. Practically
knocking Shawn to the ground, Belle dropped her items and wrapped her arm
around her brother's neck. "Rex, you poor baby. I'm so sorry that you got
turned down."
"It really hurts Belle because I like her so much," he sobbed.
"Tell me what happened. Maybe you misunderstood her."
"I didn't get off to a good start," he explained. "When I got to the library, she was standing on the other side of the door and I kind of knocked her over."
"It's okay Rex. Mimi's pretty clumsy herself," she reminded him.
"Well then we started talking about the dance and how I didn't think I would go."
"Maybe I should get some popcorn," Shawn suggested. Belle scowled. Shawn shrugged his shoulders and sighed.
"Please continue Rex."
"She convinced me to go by saying that it wouldn't be the same without me. I took that as a good sign so I made up my mind that I would ask her. But..."
"But what? It's okay, you can tell me," Belle assured him.
"Phillip already asked her out," Shawn blurted. He couldn't stand the silence.
"Phillip already asked her!" she exclaimed. "But I thought he was still hung up on Chloe?"
"Apparently not," Rex answered.
"Maybe I should leave. I don't like sappy situations," Shawn suggested, slightly uncomfortable with all the emotions and tears being passed around. He prayed that it wasn't contagious.
"Sit down Shawn. Can't you see that your best-friend is hurt?" she answered shocked at how insensitive he was being.
"All right, all right," he said not wanting to infuriate the beast even more.
"I feel so-crushed."
"That's why it's called a crush," Shawn informed him.
"The first thing you should do is have some chocolate," she said cheerfully. She uncovered the lid and held out the box for him.
"I'm not in the mood to eat," he replied glumly.
"Yum, chocolate!" Shawn exclaimed, reaching for one.
Belle placed them out of his reach before he had time to snatch one. "These are for Rex!" she reprimanded. "Hey, where are you going?" she asked noticing that he was heading for the door.
"I think I'm going to go for a walk. Clear my head," he said pulling on his denim jacket. "Or maybe I'll read ahead in the Chemistry manual."
"Do you want me to come with you? I don't want you to be alone right now," Belle offered.
"No thanks. I'd rather just be alone for now. Don't worry, I'll be fine. Science always helps me relax."
"Is it because of me? Was I not sensitive enough?" Shawn asked only to have been poked by Belle in the ribs.
Rex didn't answer and left.
"Was it something I said?" Shawn asked. Belle stood there with a furious expression on her face. "Has anyone ever told you you're beautiful when you're angry?" he said attempting to get himself out of his predicament.
"I cannot believe you Shawn Douglas Brady!" she yelled stomping out of the room infuriated.
"Wait! Are you still going to the dance with me?" he called after her.
"It really hurts Belle because I like her so much," he sobbed.
"Tell me what happened. Maybe you misunderstood her."
"I didn't get off to a good start," he explained. "When I got to the library, she was standing on the other side of the door and I kind of knocked her over."
"It's okay Rex. Mimi's pretty clumsy herself," she reminded him.
"Well then we started talking about the dance and how I didn't think I would go."
"Maybe I should get some popcorn," Shawn suggested. Belle scowled. Shawn shrugged his shoulders and sighed.
"Please continue Rex."
"She convinced me to go by saying that it wouldn't be the same without me. I took that as a good sign so I made up my mind that I would ask her. But..."
"But what? It's okay, you can tell me," Belle assured him.
"Phillip already asked her out," Shawn blurted. He couldn't stand the silence.
"Phillip already asked her!" she exclaimed. "But I thought he was still hung up on Chloe?"
"Apparently not," Rex answered.
"Maybe I should leave. I don't like sappy situations," Shawn suggested, slightly uncomfortable with all the emotions and tears being passed around. He prayed that it wasn't contagious.
"Sit down Shawn. Can't you see that your best-friend is hurt?" she answered shocked at how insensitive he was being.
"All right, all right," he said not wanting to infuriate the beast even more.
"I feel so-crushed."
"That's why it's called a crush," Shawn informed him.
"The first thing you should do is have some chocolate," she said cheerfully. She uncovered the lid and held out the box for him.
"I'm not in the mood to eat," he replied glumly.
"Yum, chocolate!" Shawn exclaimed, reaching for one.
Belle placed them out of his reach before he had time to snatch one. "These are for Rex!" she reprimanded. "Hey, where are you going?" she asked noticing that he was heading for the door.
"I think I'm going to go for a walk. Clear my head," he said pulling on his denim jacket. "Or maybe I'll read ahead in the Chemistry manual."
"Do you want me to come with you? I don't want you to be alone right now," Belle offered.
"No thanks. I'd rather just be alone for now. Don't worry, I'll be fine. Science always helps me relax."
"Is it because of me? Was I not sensitive enough?" Shawn asked only to have been poked by Belle in the ribs.
Rex didn't answer and left.
"Was it something I said?" Shawn asked. Belle stood there with a furious expression on her face. "Has anyone ever told you you're beautiful when you're angry?" he said attempting to get himself out of his predicament.
"I cannot believe you Shawn Douglas Brady!" she yelled stomping out of the room infuriated.
"Wait! Are you still going to the dance with me?" he called after her.