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~*Spike*~
As I walked home the cool air made me feel alive again. A small smile crept upon my face as I thought of Faye. She's the only thing that truly belongs to me so far. The only thing that hasn't got anything to do with my father's business (or at least that's what he calls ot). All the friends I have are related in some way to my father. My best friend, Vicious, is my father's consigliere. My bestfriend's girlfriend Julia, who is like a friend to me also, works at her father's diner, which my father helped to finance. I chuckled as I wondered if there was anything in the city that didn't have some connection with my father's "business."
I was surprised to walk into a dark and seemingly empty house. I then figured that dad was out on some business trip, or visiting someone and that my mother was probably asleep. Although I knew there was no risk of me getting caught I tiptoed up the spiral stair case and into my bedroom with caution.
The next morning I woke up feeling very refreshed. I took a quick bath, washed my face, and threw on a blue sweater and black jeans. The first thing that hit me when I got to the foot of the steps was my mother's pancakes. The aroma lifted me and floated me into the kitchen.
"Mmmmm, smells wonderful," I said with a lopsided grin as I sat on the stairs.
"Good morning Spike," my mother replied lovingly. She turned away from the stove to look at me.
When ever she gave me that smile I couldn't help but think that there would never be another woman that loved me like she did.
Within moments she placed the blueberry pancakes on a white porcelain plate in front of me. A few moments later she gave me a glass of orange juice.
As I ate I could feel my mother's eyes burning into my forehead.
"You look very happy today, you normally don't wake up this early," she commented as she took off her deep blue apron and hung it on the back of one of the wooden chairs.
"I met a girl last night," I said, trying to sound casual.
"Oh, I'm so glad! When will she be coming over for dinner. I'm sure your father will be pleased to meet her. She's a Sicilian isn't she?" my mother said quickly. She was easily excited.
I chuckled quietly, it was just like her.
"I don't know where she's from I just met her last night," I explained to her with a light chuckle.
"When's your next date?" she asked me.
"Today at five," I told her.
My mother's round face gleamed with pride.
When I finished my meal I headed off to see Vicious.
~*Faye*~
After cleaning up and getting ready I threw on an oversized blue sweatshirt and jeans and headed out the door to go shopping. Although I'm only meeting Spike at the park, it's still my first date, and this guy seemed really special.
The first thing I spotted when I got out of the gate was Linda's bright red mini-van.
"What are you doing here so early?" I asked her through her open window.
"What do you mean? You left me all by myself at the club last night! I'm not supposed to wonder what happened to you? Not even a phone call!" she said dramatically, wiping the fake tears from her face.
"Yeah yeah yeah. You do it all the time," I replied, feigning bitterness.
"Get in, I'm sure he wants to see you tonight," Linda said as she unlocked the door.
I hoped in, wondering how she always seemed to know everything.
She drove me to the nearest mall.
"What time is it?" she asked me as she pulled me around the crowded mall.
"What time is what?" I asked her.
She rolled her eyes at me as if I were the densest person in the world.
"OOOhhh, you mean the date!" finally getting what she was asking me.
"No duh!" she replied shoving me lightly. "Okay, well if it's five then you should wear something light." She then lead me into a store I've never been to before.
I watched as she went from rack to rack, taking up things here and there. I tried to help out, but she told me to put back everything I chose.
~*Spike*~
Things were as they usually were at Caparro's Diner. It was bustling with business. I made my way to the back of the diner with little trouble.
"Hey," Vicious greeted me.
"Hey," I replied as I slid into the booth.
"What's up?" he asked as he thumbed through the newspaper on the table.
"Nothing much... Well actually yeah," I planned to keep the news about my date low for a while, but I just had to let him know. It was the most exciting thing that happened to me... since like ever. "I have a date today!"
"Wow?! With who?" he asked me, loosing all interest in the newspaper.
"Her name is Faye," I told him. "I met her at a club."
"Sounds cool enough," he replied jokingly.
"She's great. The best part is that she has absolutely nothing to do with my father. She's probably the only girl that will never see me as the gangster's son," I said happily.
"Who doesn't see you as the gangster's son?" a sleek and feminine voice said from beside him.
"Do you always have to sneak up on me when I'm having a private conversation?" I asked Julia jokingly as I turned to look at her.
She simply smiled at me. She was dressed as she always was, plain jeans, a sweater, her bright red apron and her blonde hair was tumbling over her shoulders.
"Who's the lucky lady?" she asked me, sitting down next to Vicious.
"Her name is Faye," I said confidently.
"Hmm... sounds familiar..." she said softly. "Anyway, I'm happy for you. When next are you going to see her?"
"Today at five," I told her.
She nodded at me.
"Ay!? Where are the eggs I ordered a half hour ago!" a burley man yelled from across the room.
She rolled her eyes. "I'm sorry, I've got to go," she said quickly, getting up and running to the kitchen to check up on the man's order.
"What's up with you and Julia? Another fight?" I asked.
"You know the drill," he said passively, running a hand through his messy mop of silver hair.
~*Faye*~
"Hmm..." I said as I studied my image in the long mirror in the dressing room. I wore a knee length polka dotted dress and a lacy black tank top.
"Come on! It's the tenth outfit you've tried on at the fifth store within three hours!" Linda whined as she pulled her fiery curly hair into a low ponytail.
"Okay okay, I'll go with this outfit. If this date ends up being the last though I'll blame you wholeheartedly!" I joked, going behind a curtain to change back into my clothes.
We were out of the store with the outfit within minutes. That was one of the many benefits of having a rich family.
We then headed to the food court.
"Okay, tacos, chinese food, mexican, italian, McDonalds, or Burger King?" Linda asked me.
"Um..." I said, thinking about which was better.
"Forget it, I just remembered that Jake has counter duty at Burger King today," she said taking my hand and leading me there.
"Damn, you know his work schedule now too?" I asked. She'd been crushing on him for a good three months now.
"Also where he lives," she said seriously.
"No way!" I said, stopping dead in my tracks.
"I was just joking, but I'll never know if you don't hurry up!" she said quickly.
I sat down in the far corner as Linda ordered our meal. I thought about what tonight might be like. Sadly, at the age of sixteen this would be my first date ever.
My thoughts were cut off when Linda came skipping towards me with two trays in hand.
"What happened?" I asked.
She put down the trays and flashed a torn tissue paper with digits on it.
I couldn't help but smile. I really wished that I were more like Linda sometimes, pretty, outgoing, charming, interesting, and talented.
"Okay, now it's time to prep you about all you should and shouldn't do!" she announced as she unwrapped her veggie burger.
Author's Note: I'm sorry for taking so long to update. I really appreciate the reviews I've gotten so far.
Responses to Reviews:
Shaded Emerald-Eyes(): Thanks a lot for your review. It meant a lot to me (obviously, because this chapter is up). I lost my motivation for a while. ::Still uber psyched about the review::
Kendra Luehr: Hello, thank you for reviewing. I'm glad that you think it's awesome and I apologize for neglecting this story. I'll try and make sure that it doesn't happen again.
On with the story:
~*Spike*~
As I walked home the cool air made me feel alive again. A small smile crept upon my face as I thought of Faye. She's the only thing that truly belongs to me so far. The only thing that hasn't got anything to do with my father's business (or at least that's what he calls ot). All the friends I have are related in some way to my father. My best friend, Vicious, is my father's consigliere. My bestfriend's girlfriend Julia, who is like a friend to me also, works at her father's diner, which my father helped to finance. I chuckled as I wondered if there was anything in the city that didn't have some connection with my father's "business."
I was surprised to walk into a dark and seemingly empty house. I then figured that dad was out on some business trip, or visiting someone and that my mother was probably asleep. Although I knew there was no risk of me getting caught I tiptoed up the spiral stair case and into my bedroom with caution.
The next morning I woke up feeling very refreshed. I took a quick bath, washed my face, and threw on a blue sweater and black jeans. The first thing that hit me when I got to the foot of the steps was my mother's pancakes. The aroma lifted me and floated me into the kitchen.
"Mmmmm, smells wonderful," I said with a lopsided grin as I sat on the stairs.
"Good morning Spike," my mother replied lovingly. She turned away from the stove to look at me.
When ever she gave me that smile I couldn't help but think that there would never be another woman that loved me like she did.
Within moments she placed the blueberry pancakes on a white porcelain plate in front of me. A few moments later she gave me a glass of orange juice.
As I ate I could feel my mother's eyes burning into my forehead.
"You look very happy today, you normally don't wake up this early," she commented as she took off her deep blue apron and hung it on the back of one of the wooden chairs.
"I met a girl last night," I said, trying to sound casual.
"Oh, I'm so glad! When will she be coming over for dinner. I'm sure your father will be pleased to meet her. She's a Sicilian isn't she?" my mother said quickly. She was easily excited.
I chuckled quietly, it was just like her.
"I don't know where she's from I just met her last night," I explained to her with a light chuckle.
"When's your next date?" she asked me.
"Today at five," I told her.
My mother's round face gleamed with pride.
When I finished my meal I headed off to see Vicious.
~*Faye*~
After cleaning up and getting ready I threw on an oversized blue sweatshirt and jeans and headed out the door to go shopping. Although I'm only meeting Spike at the park, it's still my first date, and this guy seemed really special.
The first thing I spotted when I got out of the gate was Linda's bright red mini-van.
"What are you doing here so early?" I asked her through her open window.
"What do you mean? You left me all by myself at the club last night! I'm not supposed to wonder what happened to you? Not even a phone call!" she said dramatically, wiping the fake tears from her face.
"Yeah yeah yeah. You do it all the time," I replied, feigning bitterness.
"Get in, I'm sure he wants to see you tonight," Linda said as she unlocked the door.
I hoped in, wondering how she always seemed to know everything.
She drove me to the nearest mall.
"What time is it?" she asked me as she pulled me around the crowded mall.
"What time is what?" I asked her.
She rolled her eyes at me as if I were the densest person in the world.
"OOOhhh, you mean the date!" finally getting what she was asking me.
"No duh!" she replied shoving me lightly. "Okay, well if it's five then you should wear something light." She then lead me into a store I've never been to before.
I watched as she went from rack to rack, taking up things here and there. I tried to help out, but she told me to put back everything I chose.
~*Spike*~
Things were as they usually were at Caparro's Diner. It was bustling with business. I made my way to the back of the diner with little trouble.
"Hey," Vicious greeted me.
"Hey," I replied as I slid into the booth.
"What's up?" he asked as he thumbed through the newspaper on the table.
"Nothing much... Well actually yeah," I planned to keep the news about my date low for a while, but I just had to let him know. It was the most exciting thing that happened to me... since like ever. "I have a date today!"
"Wow?! With who?" he asked me, loosing all interest in the newspaper.
"Her name is Faye," I told him. "I met her at a club."
"Sounds cool enough," he replied jokingly.
"She's great. The best part is that she has absolutely nothing to do with my father. She's probably the only girl that will never see me as the gangster's son," I said happily.
"Who doesn't see you as the gangster's son?" a sleek and feminine voice said from beside him.
"Do you always have to sneak up on me when I'm having a private conversation?" I asked Julia jokingly as I turned to look at her.
She simply smiled at me. She was dressed as she always was, plain jeans, a sweater, her bright red apron and her blonde hair was tumbling over her shoulders.
"Who's the lucky lady?" she asked me, sitting down next to Vicious.
"Her name is Faye," I said confidently.
"Hmm... sounds familiar..." she said softly. "Anyway, I'm happy for you. When next are you going to see her?"
"Today at five," I told her.
She nodded at me.
"Ay!? Where are the eggs I ordered a half hour ago!" a burley man yelled from across the room.
She rolled her eyes. "I'm sorry, I've got to go," she said quickly, getting up and running to the kitchen to check up on the man's order.
"What's up with you and Julia? Another fight?" I asked.
"You know the drill," he said passively, running a hand through his messy mop of silver hair.
~*Faye*~
"Hmm..." I said as I studied my image in the long mirror in the dressing room. I wore a knee length polka dotted dress and a lacy black tank top.
"Come on! It's the tenth outfit you've tried on at the fifth store within three hours!" Linda whined as she pulled her fiery curly hair into a low ponytail.
"Okay okay, I'll go with this outfit. If this date ends up being the last though I'll blame you wholeheartedly!" I joked, going behind a curtain to change back into my clothes.
We were out of the store with the outfit within minutes. That was one of the many benefits of having a rich family.
We then headed to the food court.
"Okay, tacos, chinese food, mexican, italian, McDonalds, or Burger King?" Linda asked me.
"Um..." I said, thinking about which was better.
"Forget it, I just remembered that Jake has counter duty at Burger King today," she said taking my hand and leading me there.
"Damn, you know his work schedule now too?" I asked. She'd been crushing on him for a good three months now.
"Also where he lives," she said seriously.
"No way!" I said, stopping dead in my tracks.
"I was just joking, but I'll never know if you don't hurry up!" she said quickly.
I sat down in the far corner as Linda ordered our meal. I thought about what tonight might be like. Sadly, at the age of sixteen this would be my first date ever.
My thoughts were cut off when Linda came skipping towards me with two trays in hand.
"What happened?" I asked.
She put down the trays and flashed a torn tissue paper with digits on it.
I couldn't help but smile. I really wished that I were more like Linda sometimes, pretty, outgoing, charming, interesting, and talented.
"Okay, now it's time to prep you about all you should and shouldn't do!" she announced as she unwrapped her veggie burger.
Author's Note: I'm sorry for taking so long to update. I really appreciate the reviews I've gotten so far.