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Author's notes: Thanks for the reviews. The first part of this chapter is from a request made by !. I didn't actually intend to put the date, just a explanation of how it went.
Ch6
Summer sat in the waiting room of Dr. Green's office midday on Saturday, her mind not on the upcoming appointment. She found herself thinking yet again, about Thursday's escapade at the pizza place. It had been a common thought in her mind since the date, something she saw, or something someone did reminding her of one part of it.
Flashback
Zack opened the back of his van and pulled Summer's wheelchair out before going to her door and opening it. She soon found herself in his arms, and then back in the chair. Summer didn't say anything yet. She reached to close the door a second before he did, their hands meeting for a brief moment.
Summer had chosen to wear her torn in the knee jeans, and a black tank that held the Bon Jovi heart and dagger. Bon Jovi she knew was a common favorite band between her and Zack, a partial reason she chose the shirt. Zack had commented on it earlier, remarking that he had a shirt like it, and that it was definitely better on her. She had responded saying she might just have to take it then.
They had already had pizza, not once mentioning what Summer had found snooping, and now had decided to go to the park like area on campus, simply to talk before retreating to their dorm rooms for the night. Summer began down one path, Zack following her. "So, you're leading the way?" He asked.
"You picked the pizza place, I pick the park place." Summer announced. "It's only fair."
"I guess. Lead the way Hot Wheels." Summer smiled as she continued, getting Zack to laugh when she popped a wheelie under the street lamp. "When'd you learn that trick?"
Summer shrugged. "Just picked it up somewhere I guess. It's really easy, but it freaks the crap out of my aunt."
Zack nodded. "Always a plus. I did that to my dad. I put on a clip on earring when I was joking with Katie and Freddy. Dad saw and he nearly had a heart attack."
"Glad it was only a clip on. Somehow I just can't see you with a piercing."
"Me either." The two walked in silence for a moment before Summer abruptly stopped. "What's up?"
"Nothing. I just thought this would be a good place to stop."
There was only a dim lighting from the street lamps that were feet away on either side, but Zack could make out the smile on her face and see the twinkle in her eye. "What are you so happy about?"
"I don't know. Everything right now seems right." She paused. "You know, you're one of the first people in a long time to see me as a person."
"What do you mean?" Zack asked before glancing at the sky.
"A lot of people think I'm the chair and that's what they look at and treat me as. You, however, have looked me in the eye, aside from the first maybe two minutes you saw me. It's simple, but it's one thing that makes me feel a lot better about being in the chair. Thanks."
Zack was quiet, upon learning what his simple action, that he hadn't thought about, had done for Summer. "I hadn't really thought about it. I just figured, you're still human, one that I like at that, so I'll treat you like it. But, you're welcome."
There was another lull in conversation, in which both Summer and Zack smiled. Their smiles slowly grew bigger over time as they thought to themselves. After another moment it began to rain heavily, and Summer began laughing. "What's so funny?" Zack knelt down, trying to be serious though he too was starting to laugh.
Summer shook her head. "I have absolutely no idea." The laughter slowed down, but the grins remained.
"You're beautiful when you laugh, you know." Zack moved a strand of wet hair from her face.
"Thanks. You're not so bad looking yourself."
"Thanks." Zack blushed. "We should, uh, probably be heading back."
"Yeah." Summer nodded. "But before we do, do me a favor?"
"Sure. What is it?"
"Kiss me." And he did.
end flashback
"Summer, come on in." Dr. Green interrupted Summer's thoughts leading Summer into his office. "How have you been since our last visit?"
Summer sighed happily. "Great."
"You sound happy. Did something happen?"
"Nothing out of the ordinary. I went out on date."
"A date. It went well I assume."
"Yeah. It went very well."
"May I inquire on the gentleman's name?"
"Dr. Green, I hardly think his name will help you diagnose whatever mental illness I supposedly have. Perhaps, you should stick to my feelings about the wheelchair."
"Interesting." Dr. Green muttered. "I would like to try some more word association if you don't mind."
"I do." Summer replied. "But seeing as I don't have a choice in the matter..."
"Aunt."
"Over protective."
"Dog."
"Lost in San Francisco."
"Computer."
"E-mail."
"E-mail."
"Reunion."
"Music."
"Life."
"Door."
"Closed."
"Window."
"Breeze."
"Van."
"Zack."
"Pizza."
"Zack."
"Rain."
"Kiss."
"Thunder."
"Drums."
"Thank you. Now, you mentioned this Zack two more times. And again, no other names. Why is that, Summer?"
"Aren't you supposed to be telling me that?"
"I'm not physic Summer. Do explain to me why you think about Zack so much."
"Well, I'd say it's either because I have some sort of unresolved issue with him, or that I'm subconsciously in love with him. Or now that I think about it, both."
"That's a very good diagnosis. Have you ever considered going into psychology?"
"As a matter of a fact, no."
"You should."
"If I did would it get you to stop playing word games and start telling my aunt that I'm a perfectly sane person and coming here serves absolutely no purpose?"
"Sorry. No."
§ § §
Summer entered the dorm room she shared with Katie. It looked like a hurricane had hit. Clothes were strewn about in every which way, and Katie stood in the middle of it. "How is it, that in an entire closet, and dresser full of clothes, I have nothing to wear?!" Katie asked nobody, in a rather irritated tone.
"Wear for what?" Summer asked, carefully wheeling around the clothes.
"My date with Freddy. We're going to the movies."
"I thought you didn't care. I believe your exact words the night you made it were, 'I could care less how I look or how I act. The fact that I agreed to this disgusts me.'" Summer went to her closet.
"I lied. OK? Are you happy? I lied. I do want to be perfect and now I'm freaking out because I have nothing to wear."
"Do you still wear the same size as me?"
"It looks like it."
"Try this." Summer tossed a shirt over. "With your jean skirt."
Katie unfolded the faded red shirt. "It says Wonder Woman on the chest."
"Freddy will remember it."
"He'll also be staring at my chest all night."
"Only the first time he reads it, and he will pretend that he's a very slow reader, but I'll give him a quick warning like a good protective roommate if you want."
"I want a different shirt."
"Fine. If you don't want Freddy calling you his Wonder Woman..."
"Do you really think he'd do that?"
"Trust me. If this date goes well, and it will, he will be thinking about you for the rest of his natural life. Now, put it on."
"Fine. Now one quick question. Where is my jean skirt?"
"I'll find it. You put the shirt on."
"OK, got it."
Katie began changing, while Summer began looking around the room. When the phone began ringing Summer picked it up. "Hello?"
"Hey." It was Zack. "Freddy wants to know if he can come by and pick her up now. Why he can't ask himself I'll never know."
"Tell him in 20 minutes he can come down. Katie was in the middle of a crisis when I got back from my appointment."
"OK, call me when they're gone and I'll be down."
"Will do. Talk to you later Zack." Summer hung up. "OK Katie, time to shift into high gear, we have twenty minutes."
Katie began frantically brushing her hair.
That's chapter six. Next chapter of course will hold Freddy and Katie's date. A quick question, after the date, I have one more event I want to happen at the school. After that happens, should I go through the school year, or skip to spring break? Let me know.
Random Quote of the Day : "You are filled with hilarosity." –J. Bessey.
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Author's notes: Thanks for the reviews. The first part of this chapter is from a request made by !. I didn't actually intend to put the date, just a explanation of how it went.
Ch6
Summer sat in the waiting room of Dr. Green's office midday on Saturday, her mind not on the upcoming appointment. She found herself thinking yet again, about Thursday's escapade at the pizza place. It had been a common thought in her mind since the date, something she saw, or something someone did reminding her of one part of it.
Flashback
Zack opened the back of his van and pulled Summer's wheelchair out before going to her door and opening it. She soon found herself in his arms, and then back in the chair. Summer didn't say anything yet. She reached to close the door a second before he did, their hands meeting for a brief moment.
Summer had chosen to wear her torn in the knee jeans, and a black tank that held the Bon Jovi heart and dagger. Bon Jovi she knew was a common favorite band between her and Zack, a partial reason she chose the shirt. Zack had commented on it earlier, remarking that he had a shirt like it, and that it was definitely better on her. She had responded saying she might just have to take it then.
They had already had pizza, not once mentioning what Summer had found snooping, and now had decided to go to the park like area on campus, simply to talk before retreating to their dorm rooms for the night. Summer began down one path, Zack following her. "So, you're leading the way?" He asked.
"You picked the pizza place, I pick the park place." Summer announced. "It's only fair."
"I guess. Lead the way Hot Wheels." Summer smiled as she continued, getting Zack to laugh when she popped a wheelie under the street lamp. "When'd you learn that trick?"
Summer shrugged. "Just picked it up somewhere I guess. It's really easy, but it freaks the crap out of my aunt."
Zack nodded. "Always a plus. I did that to my dad. I put on a clip on earring when I was joking with Katie and Freddy. Dad saw and he nearly had a heart attack."
"Glad it was only a clip on. Somehow I just can't see you with a piercing."
"Me either." The two walked in silence for a moment before Summer abruptly stopped. "What's up?"
"Nothing. I just thought this would be a good place to stop."
There was only a dim lighting from the street lamps that were feet away on either side, but Zack could make out the smile on her face and see the twinkle in her eye. "What are you so happy about?"
"I don't know. Everything right now seems right." She paused. "You know, you're one of the first people in a long time to see me as a person."
"What do you mean?" Zack asked before glancing at the sky.
"A lot of people think I'm the chair and that's what they look at and treat me as. You, however, have looked me in the eye, aside from the first maybe two minutes you saw me. It's simple, but it's one thing that makes me feel a lot better about being in the chair. Thanks."
Zack was quiet, upon learning what his simple action, that he hadn't thought about, had done for Summer. "I hadn't really thought about it. I just figured, you're still human, one that I like at that, so I'll treat you like it. But, you're welcome."
There was another lull in conversation, in which both Summer and Zack smiled. Their smiles slowly grew bigger over time as they thought to themselves. After another moment it began to rain heavily, and Summer began laughing. "What's so funny?" Zack knelt down, trying to be serious though he too was starting to laugh.
Summer shook her head. "I have absolutely no idea." The laughter slowed down, but the grins remained.
"You're beautiful when you laugh, you know." Zack moved a strand of wet hair from her face.
"Thanks. You're not so bad looking yourself."
"Thanks." Zack blushed. "We should, uh, probably be heading back."
"Yeah." Summer nodded. "But before we do, do me a favor?"
"Sure. What is it?"
"Kiss me." And he did.
end flashback
"Summer, come on in." Dr. Green interrupted Summer's thoughts leading Summer into his office. "How have you been since our last visit?"
Summer sighed happily. "Great."
"You sound happy. Did something happen?"
"Nothing out of the ordinary. I went out on date."
"A date. It went well I assume."
"Yeah. It went very well."
"May I inquire on the gentleman's name?"
"Dr. Green, I hardly think his name will help you diagnose whatever mental illness I supposedly have. Perhaps, you should stick to my feelings about the wheelchair."
"Interesting." Dr. Green muttered. "I would like to try some more word association if you don't mind."
"I do." Summer replied. "But seeing as I don't have a choice in the matter..."
"Aunt."
"Over protective."
"Dog."
"Lost in San Francisco."
"Computer."
"E-mail."
"E-mail."
"Reunion."
"Music."
"Life."
"Door."
"Closed."
"Window."
"Breeze."
"Van."
"Zack."
"Pizza."
"Zack."
"Rain."
"Kiss."
"Thunder."
"Drums."
"Thank you. Now, you mentioned this Zack two more times. And again, no other names. Why is that, Summer?"
"Aren't you supposed to be telling me that?"
"I'm not physic Summer. Do explain to me why you think about Zack so much."
"Well, I'd say it's either because I have some sort of unresolved issue with him, or that I'm subconsciously in love with him. Or now that I think about it, both."
"That's a very good diagnosis. Have you ever considered going into psychology?"
"As a matter of a fact, no."
"You should."
"If I did would it get you to stop playing word games and start telling my aunt that I'm a perfectly sane person and coming here serves absolutely no purpose?"
"Sorry. No."
§ § §
Summer entered the dorm room she shared with Katie. It looked like a hurricane had hit. Clothes were strewn about in every which way, and Katie stood in the middle of it. "How is it, that in an entire closet, and dresser full of clothes, I have nothing to wear?!" Katie asked nobody, in a rather irritated tone.
"Wear for what?" Summer asked, carefully wheeling around the clothes.
"My date with Freddy. We're going to the movies."
"I thought you didn't care. I believe your exact words the night you made it were, 'I could care less how I look or how I act. The fact that I agreed to this disgusts me.'" Summer went to her closet.
"I lied. OK? Are you happy? I lied. I do want to be perfect and now I'm freaking out because I have nothing to wear."
"Do you still wear the same size as me?"
"It looks like it."
"Try this." Summer tossed a shirt over. "With your jean skirt."
Katie unfolded the faded red shirt. "It says Wonder Woman on the chest."
"Freddy will remember it."
"He'll also be staring at my chest all night."
"Only the first time he reads it, and he will pretend that he's a very slow reader, but I'll give him a quick warning like a good protective roommate if you want."
"I want a different shirt."
"Fine. If you don't want Freddy calling you his Wonder Woman..."
"Do you really think he'd do that?"
"Trust me. If this date goes well, and it will, he will be thinking about you for the rest of his natural life. Now, put it on."
"Fine. Now one quick question. Where is my jean skirt?"
"I'll find it. You put the shirt on."
"OK, got it."
Katie began changing, while Summer began looking around the room. When the phone began ringing Summer picked it up. "Hello?"
"Hey." It was Zack. "Freddy wants to know if he can come by and pick her up now. Why he can't ask himself I'll never know."
"Tell him in 20 minutes he can come down. Katie was in the middle of a crisis when I got back from my appointment."
"OK, call me when they're gone and I'll be down."
"Will do. Talk to you later Zack." Summer hung up. "OK Katie, time to shift into high gear, we have twenty minutes."
Katie began frantically brushing her hair.
That's chapter six. Next chapter of course will hold Freddy and Katie's date. A quick question, after the date, I have one more event I want to happen at the school. After that happens, should I go through the school year, or skip to spring break? Let me know.
Random Quote of the Day : "You are filled with hilarosity." –J. Bessey.
Thanks to Reviewers
crazyknarf
Banana4422
Pannalid
firefairy6655
bLuEhEaVeN79
rockin awesome x
Laa Loo
Corita-Duval
Sandy-Pandy
!