Change Has Come - Chapter Three: Something In The Air
Tino walked down the street to Lor's house still thinking about who to ask to the dance just as he was the day before. His trip to the mall had provided no help for him, and he was hoping that maybe on his journey through the town today he would find someone. Tino went up and knocked on Lor's door to see if she had finished her chores and was able to do something that beautiful Sunday.
The door swung open and Lor greeted him, "Hey Tino. How's it going?"
"Could be better, I still haven't been able to come up with a single person to ask to the dance."
"I guess that the mall trip wasn't so successful then, eh?"
"No, it wasn't. It didn't help me at all. I'm no closer to figuring out who I want to go with than I was when on Friday."
"Yeah, same here. While I was doing chores I kept thinking about it, but I couldn't come up with anyone. I tell ya, this is a lot harder than I thought it was going to be."
"Definitely. Speaking of chores, did you finish your chores yesterday?"
"Yep, I got all of them done so I could go out today. So let's not waste anymore time and go pick up Tish and Carver."
"Oh those two won't be joining us today. Carver got saddled with babysitting yesterday and today, and Tish has got a dulcimer lesson and she is going to some meeting at school for freshman interested in theater."
"Their loss. I say we hit Funville for some pool. It should be interesting to play one on one."
"Oh yeah, I'm sure it will be real interesting. If by interesting you mean, humiliating. The only time I even have a chance of winning in pool is when I'm playing with someone else. Not only that, if I recall correctly your pool record stands at 41-1."
"Yeah, I still can't believe that I lost that one match. What an intense game, but I underestimated Little Mac, he had more heart than I did."
"Whatever. Let's go to make sure we get a table. At least there is a chance of finding a potential date for the dance there, so I have a reason being there besides losing in pool."
Lor laughed a bit at Tino's acknowledgment of his fate in pool.
When Tino and Lor arrived at Funville there was one open pool table. Quickly they grabbed the necessary equipment and claimed it as their own.
"We got here just in time. If we had waited any longer coming here I might not have been able to obliterate you in pool. I guess then I would have to tear you apart in Motorcycle Space Avengers."
"Thanks for that vote of confidence," Tino said with overwhelming sarcasm.
"Are you going to try and tell me that you would win? C'mon, you know that will never happen."
"Yeah, but I can dream can't I?"
"Dreaming is right. Now let's get on with it. Do you want to count each individual game or best two out of three?"
"I'll pick best two out of three. That way I can try and delude myself into thinking I can still win a match."
Lor racked the balls and let Tino do the honors. It only took one shot for Lor to begin laughing uncontrollably at Tino's sports incompetence.
Between bursts of laughter she managed to say, "I don't think I've ever seen anyone miss on the break."
Tino was less than amused and said, "Yeah, yeah well there's a first for everything. Now stop laughing and take your shot."
Lor calmed herself down and lined up her approach. She got into position and took her shot. Tino stared with his mouth agape as he watched Lor's opening shot sink half the balls.
"You know, I don't think there is any reason for me to continue to play. Clearly, you are going to destroy me."
"Don't be such a baby. It's no fun if you quit. You have to try so it's humiliating when you lose miserably."
"Wow, I can't understand why I never play you in games more often," Tino commented, his sarcastic nature showing again.
The game lasted for about another two minutes as Lor cleared the table of the remaining solids seemingly with ease.
"Well, that's one game for me. You have to win this one to stay alive," Lor chided Tino.
"I know, I know, but I'm feelin' a good vibe about this game though. I just gotta go with the flow."
"Whatever, dude. I'll give you the honors once again to try and redeem yourself."
Tino focused intensely on his shot and this time he connected with the balls and sent them scattering, even sinking one of them.
"Yes! Take that! Who's laughing now?" Tino called out as he danced around the table.
Lor rolled her eyes, "You sunk one ball. That hardly calls for such a celebration, but I suppose that's one more than you usually sink."
Tino quickly shot a look at Lor but then brushed off the comment continuing his little dance. This time around the game actually went back and forth between the two Tino got in some pretty good shots while Lor hit some particularly bad ones. It was Tino's turn and he carefully lined up his move feeling that it could make or break the game for him. He breathed deeply and then made his shot. As Tino watched the action unfold he let out a shout of joy.
"Ha! I just sunk two balls with one shot! What do you think of that?"
"Dude, the two you just sank were stripes and you're solids."
Tino's rejoicing ceased immediately, "Oh man. I hate this game."
Lor laughed at Tino's folly and patted him on the head. "You're so amusing, dear."
"Yeah, well that doesn't bring back my shot."
Lor laughed again and stepped up to take her shot. Thanks to Tino, she sank her remaining ball and went on to win.
"Well, that's that. It looks like I can put another notch in my belt. I'll tell ya, winning is everything."
"Yeah well I would have won if I didn't sink two of your balls."
"But you did sink the wrong balls, so you lost. Face it, Tino, we both knew I was going to win."
"Fine, well rather than be embarrassed again, I think I'll start looking around for a date to the dance. I'll probably have better luck with that than I do against you in pool."
"Oh come on, Tino don't be like that. You know that I can't lose in pool."
"Beating Tonitini is no big accomplishment. In fact, if I even came close to losing to him I don't think I would ever show my face around here again," a familiar voice said from behind Tino and Lor.
They turned around to see Laird of Campo Fields.
"Personally, I don't think you should show your face around here anyway," Lor snapped.
"Oh I feel so hurt. I heard your earlier proclamation. So you think you can't lose, huh? Well, let's see if that's true, right here, right now. And since you seem so confident, how about we make a little interesting? If you win you get the bragging rights, and my acknowledgement that you are the best, but if I win then Tonitini here becomes my personal attendant for a week."
Lor looked around at all the kids waiting to hear her decision. She then looked back at Laird with a determined look in her eyes.
"You're on!" she said brimming with energy.
"Good, I'll rack 'em and you can break," Laird answered.
"Lor, what do you think you are doing?! Do you realize what will happen if you lose?" Tino exclaimed.
"I know the stakes are high, but you know firsthand how good I am at pool."
"Yeah I know, but still what if you mess up a few shots? I hate to admit it, but Laird is really good. If you screw up once he could win."
"Don't worry, it'll be fine. Just calm down and cheer me on, okay?"
Tino sighed knowing he had no say in the matter. "Fine. I'll be cheering you on. You had better win."
Lor gave him a thumbs up and approached the pool table ready for her most important game to date.
"Break them and let's get this match underway," Laird commented.
Lor opened with a good break scattering the balls all over the table. Laird took his shot, sinking a ball, thus establishing himself as solids and Lor as stripes. The game went back and forth each of the players at the top of their game. Both were neck and neck the whole time keeping the crowd interested and entertained. Laird and Lor meticulously planned every shot, neither one wanting to slip at all. After what seemed like hours of amazing gameplay, the match came down to both players trying to sink the eight ball. It was Lor's turn, and she had a difficult setup to work with. Lor surveyed the table deciding the best way to approach the shot.
While she thought about it Laird turned to Tino, "I hope you enjoy cleaning because my room is really messy."
"This game isn't over, Laird. I know Lor will sink this shot and beat you... I hope."
Laird laughed at Tino's worried disposition. Lor looked over the table once more and then lined up her shot.
"Eight ball in the corner pocket," she called out.
Lor took a deep breath and then connected with the cue ball. The ball rolled speedily down the table, ricocheted off the far wall, then came back and hit the eight ball diagonally sending towards the corner pocket Lor had pointed to earlier. As the eight ball approached it slowed down and everyone watched with bated breath. The ball teetered on the edge and Tino was about ready to pass out and bite off his lower lip. Then with it's last bit of energy the eight ball tipped over into the corner pocket. The crowd erupted into cheers while Laird's mouth fell open and he dropped to his knees. Tino jumped for joy and rushed over to Lor. Overcome with excitement and happiness Tino gave her a big hug while profusely thanking her for winning.
Lor began to blush and stammer with Tino's outpouring of gratitude, "Ummmm, T-Tino, heh, it was r-r-really no big deal."
But Tino wasn't listening; he was too busy cheering for her. Amidst all the excitement Laird tried to leave without upholding his part of the agreement. However, Tino saw him out of the corner of his eye and called out to him.
"Hey Laird, you aren't thinking of leaving without fulfilling your part of the bet?"
Laird grumbled and slowly walked over to Lor.
"You are........ the better player. You beat me," he mumbled.
"What? I'm sorry, you're gonna have to speak up," Lor told him with a smile.
"I said you are the better player. You beat me."
Lor nodded, "That's better. Now run along."
"You may have won this time, but I'll beat you next time! You and your little wimpy boyfriend got lucky this time."
Lor began to blush at Laird's comments and she tried to correct him.
"H-He's not my-"
But she was cut off by Tino who yelled at Laird, "That's what you think, Laird! Lor can beat you anytime, anywhere!"
Laird left in a huff trying to preserve his bruised ego.
Tino turned back to Lor and put his hand on her shoulder congratulating her once more, "Good job, Lor. You really showed him."
"Huh? Oh yeah, it was nothin'," Lor replied her mind elsewhere.
Later that night, Lor paced in her room trying to sort out her feelings and make sure that she had the important details of the day correct.
"Why did he have to go and do it? Why did he have to hug me? I had finally started to lose my feelings for him and then he hugs me and now I'm right back in it. I was so proud of myself today, it was just the two of us and I wasn't making a complete fool of myself. I really thought that I was finally back on track, but noooo, Tino has to hug me."
Lor started pacing faster to try and get out the excitement that was building within her.
"How am I supposed to follow my plan to ignore my feelings if he is going to hug me? This is so bogus! I hate feelings."
Lor flopped onto her bed and pushed her face into a pillow.
"God must have a sense of humor. Feelings can be so weird. I couldn't have just had a crush on Thomson. That would be too convenient. I have to start having a crush on Tino, someone I hang out with all the time, who would probably be weirded out if I ever told him. I mean I'm pretty sure he thinks of me as a sister."
Lor lifted her head up and looked out her window at the night sky. A breeze blew by and with it she had a revelation.
"Wait a minute, today Laird called Tino my boyfriend, and Tino made no effort to correct him. Maybe he liked the idea of being called my boyfriend, and that's why he didn't disagree. Yeah, that has to be it."
A big smile spread across Lor's face as she decided to completely focus on that thought.
"One question remains though, with the exception of one time when we were twelve Tino has never hugged me before. So why did he feel okay doing it today?"
Lor placed her head in her hands as she tried to concentrate and figure out an answer. Then like a bolt of lightning an answer came to her.
"I know! It's because Carver and Tish weren't around. Now that I think about it, when he hugged the first time years ago Carver and Tish weren't around either. That has to be it."
Lor almost shrieked with happiness that everything seemed to work out and make sense to her.
"Hmmm, if Tino doesn't want to reveal his feelings for me in front of Carver and Tish then I suppose that I should keep it quiet too. I'll just kind of hint to him that I know what's going on. If I can just get him to be my date to the dance then I can reveal my feelings while we are dancing away from everyone else."
Lor smiled wide, very content with how things were looking.
Over at the Tonitini residence, Tino sat at his computer telling Carver about his lack of success at getting a date to the dance over the weekend.
"Yeah, this weekend turned up nothing for me, and I was at both the mall and Funville. Both places are big hangouts for the kids from our grade."
"Yeah, I know what you mean. I was busy all weekend babysitting so of course I got nowhere in my quest for the perfect date."
"I thought it was going to be all the girls asking you? Why would you have to quest?"
"You know what I mean, T. I have a few people in mind that I'm thinking that I might ask."
"Oh yeah? Like who?"
"You'll find out during the week when I'm talking to those lucky ladies. I'm sure everything will turn out alright."
"Yeah, you're probably right. I'm sure I'll find someone this week to go with."
"I wasn't talking about you. I'm sure everything will be all right for me. I don't know about you. I mean you don't have the fashion sense or classical features like me that ensures a date."
Although Carver couldn't see it, Tino was rolling his eyes as exaggerated as he possibly could.
"You know I think you might want to have your brain checked Carver."
"Whatever. I have got some homework to finish so I'll see ya tomorrow."
"Okay, man, later days."
Tino turned around on his computer chair.
"Hey there, guys. So, how about this whole dance situation? It's crazy. You know, I never thought that this would be so hard. It's not until you sit down and think about it that you realize there aren't as many people that you can ask or want to ask as the case may be. I know I'm finding that out. I suppose I could always ask Tish or Lor to go to the dance. Nah, I know neither of those two would want to go with me. Plus, it would sorta feel like I was going with my sister, and you know that doesn't fly. Well, hopefully this week I can find someone to go with. Wish me luck and later days!"
End of Chapter Three
Ahhh, what a tangled web I weave. It makes for an interesting story I think, or at least I hope it does. Anyway, I haven't forgotten about Carver in case you're curious he will be more prominent in the upcoming chapters. That's it for now; I don't really have any comments for this chapter. I did at one point, but I forgot them so oh well. Stay tuned and review.
Tino walked down the street to Lor's house still thinking about who to ask to the dance just as he was the day before. His trip to the mall had provided no help for him, and he was hoping that maybe on his journey through the town today he would find someone. Tino went up and knocked on Lor's door to see if she had finished her chores and was able to do something that beautiful Sunday.
The door swung open and Lor greeted him, "Hey Tino. How's it going?"
"Could be better, I still haven't been able to come up with a single person to ask to the dance."
"I guess that the mall trip wasn't so successful then, eh?"
"No, it wasn't. It didn't help me at all. I'm no closer to figuring out who I want to go with than I was when on Friday."
"Yeah, same here. While I was doing chores I kept thinking about it, but I couldn't come up with anyone. I tell ya, this is a lot harder than I thought it was going to be."
"Definitely. Speaking of chores, did you finish your chores yesterday?"
"Yep, I got all of them done so I could go out today. So let's not waste anymore time and go pick up Tish and Carver."
"Oh those two won't be joining us today. Carver got saddled with babysitting yesterday and today, and Tish has got a dulcimer lesson and she is going to some meeting at school for freshman interested in theater."
"Their loss. I say we hit Funville for some pool. It should be interesting to play one on one."
"Oh yeah, I'm sure it will be real interesting. If by interesting you mean, humiliating. The only time I even have a chance of winning in pool is when I'm playing with someone else. Not only that, if I recall correctly your pool record stands at 41-1."
"Yeah, I still can't believe that I lost that one match. What an intense game, but I underestimated Little Mac, he had more heart than I did."
"Whatever. Let's go to make sure we get a table. At least there is a chance of finding a potential date for the dance there, so I have a reason being there besides losing in pool."
Lor laughed a bit at Tino's acknowledgment of his fate in pool.
When Tino and Lor arrived at Funville there was one open pool table. Quickly they grabbed the necessary equipment and claimed it as their own.
"We got here just in time. If we had waited any longer coming here I might not have been able to obliterate you in pool. I guess then I would have to tear you apart in Motorcycle Space Avengers."
"Thanks for that vote of confidence," Tino said with overwhelming sarcasm.
"Are you going to try and tell me that you would win? C'mon, you know that will never happen."
"Yeah, but I can dream can't I?"
"Dreaming is right. Now let's get on with it. Do you want to count each individual game or best two out of three?"
"I'll pick best two out of three. That way I can try and delude myself into thinking I can still win a match."
Lor racked the balls and let Tino do the honors. It only took one shot for Lor to begin laughing uncontrollably at Tino's sports incompetence.
Between bursts of laughter she managed to say, "I don't think I've ever seen anyone miss on the break."
Tino was less than amused and said, "Yeah, yeah well there's a first for everything. Now stop laughing and take your shot."
Lor calmed herself down and lined up her approach. She got into position and took her shot. Tino stared with his mouth agape as he watched Lor's opening shot sink half the balls.
"You know, I don't think there is any reason for me to continue to play. Clearly, you are going to destroy me."
"Don't be such a baby. It's no fun if you quit. You have to try so it's humiliating when you lose miserably."
"Wow, I can't understand why I never play you in games more often," Tino commented, his sarcastic nature showing again.
The game lasted for about another two minutes as Lor cleared the table of the remaining solids seemingly with ease.
"Well, that's one game for me. You have to win this one to stay alive," Lor chided Tino.
"I know, I know, but I'm feelin' a good vibe about this game though. I just gotta go with the flow."
"Whatever, dude. I'll give you the honors once again to try and redeem yourself."
Tino focused intensely on his shot and this time he connected with the balls and sent them scattering, even sinking one of them.
"Yes! Take that! Who's laughing now?" Tino called out as he danced around the table.
Lor rolled her eyes, "You sunk one ball. That hardly calls for such a celebration, but I suppose that's one more than you usually sink."
Tino quickly shot a look at Lor but then brushed off the comment continuing his little dance. This time around the game actually went back and forth between the two Tino got in some pretty good shots while Lor hit some particularly bad ones. It was Tino's turn and he carefully lined up his move feeling that it could make or break the game for him. He breathed deeply and then made his shot. As Tino watched the action unfold he let out a shout of joy.
"Ha! I just sunk two balls with one shot! What do you think of that?"
"Dude, the two you just sank were stripes and you're solids."
Tino's rejoicing ceased immediately, "Oh man. I hate this game."
Lor laughed at Tino's folly and patted him on the head. "You're so amusing, dear."
"Yeah, well that doesn't bring back my shot."
Lor laughed again and stepped up to take her shot. Thanks to Tino, she sank her remaining ball and went on to win.
"Well, that's that. It looks like I can put another notch in my belt. I'll tell ya, winning is everything."
"Yeah well I would have won if I didn't sink two of your balls."
"But you did sink the wrong balls, so you lost. Face it, Tino, we both knew I was going to win."
"Fine, well rather than be embarrassed again, I think I'll start looking around for a date to the dance. I'll probably have better luck with that than I do against you in pool."
"Oh come on, Tino don't be like that. You know that I can't lose in pool."
"Beating Tonitini is no big accomplishment. In fact, if I even came close to losing to him I don't think I would ever show my face around here again," a familiar voice said from behind Tino and Lor.
They turned around to see Laird of Campo Fields.
"Personally, I don't think you should show your face around here anyway," Lor snapped.
"Oh I feel so hurt. I heard your earlier proclamation. So you think you can't lose, huh? Well, let's see if that's true, right here, right now. And since you seem so confident, how about we make a little interesting? If you win you get the bragging rights, and my acknowledgement that you are the best, but if I win then Tonitini here becomes my personal attendant for a week."
Lor looked around at all the kids waiting to hear her decision. She then looked back at Laird with a determined look in her eyes.
"You're on!" she said brimming with energy.
"Good, I'll rack 'em and you can break," Laird answered.
"Lor, what do you think you are doing?! Do you realize what will happen if you lose?" Tino exclaimed.
"I know the stakes are high, but you know firsthand how good I am at pool."
"Yeah I know, but still what if you mess up a few shots? I hate to admit it, but Laird is really good. If you screw up once he could win."
"Don't worry, it'll be fine. Just calm down and cheer me on, okay?"
Tino sighed knowing he had no say in the matter. "Fine. I'll be cheering you on. You had better win."
Lor gave him a thumbs up and approached the pool table ready for her most important game to date.
"Break them and let's get this match underway," Laird commented.
Lor opened with a good break scattering the balls all over the table. Laird took his shot, sinking a ball, thus establishing himself as solids and Lor as stripes. The game went back and forth each of the players at the top of their game. Both were neck and neck the whole time keeping the crowd interested and entertained. Laird and Lor meticulously planned every shot, neither one wanting to slip at all. After what seemed like hours of amazing gameplay, the match came down to both players trying to sink the eight ball. It was Lor's turn, and she had a difficult setup to work with. Lor surveyed the table deciding the best way to approach the shot.
While she thought about it Laird turned to Tino, "I hope you enjoy cleaning because my room is really messy."
"This game isn't over, Laird. I know Lor will sink this shot and beat you... I hope."
Laird laughed at Tino's worried disposition. Lor looked over the table once more and then lined up her shot.
"Eight ball in the corner pocket," she called out.
Lor took a deep breath and then connected with the cue ball. The ball rolled speedily down the table, ricocheted off the far wall, then came back and hit the eight ball diagonally sending towards the corner pocket Lor had pointed to earlier. As the eight ball approached it slowed down and everyone watched with bated breath. The ball teetered on the edge and Tino was about ready to pass out and bite off his lower lip. Then with it's last bit of energy the eight ball tipped over into the corner pocket. The crowd erupted into cheers while Laird's mouth fell open and he dropped to his knees. Tino jumped for joy and rushed over to Lor. Overcome with excitement and happiness Tino gave her a big hug while profusely thanking her for winning.
Lor began to blush and stammer with Tino's outpouring of gratitude, "Ummmm, T-Tino, heh, it was r-r-really no big deal."
But Tino wasn't listening; he was too busy cheering for her. Amidst all the excitement Laird tried to leave without upholding his part of the agreement. However, Tino saw him out of the corner of his eye and called out to him.
"Hey Laird, you aren't thinking of leaving without fulfilling your part of the bet?"
Laird grumbled and slowly walked over to Lor.
"You are........ the better player. You beat me," he mumbled.
"What? I'm sorry, you're gonna have to speak up," Lor told him with a smile.
"I said you are the better player. You beat me."
Lor nodded, "That's better. Now run along."
"You may have won this time, but I'll beat you next time! You and your little wimpy boyfriend got lucky this time."
Lor began to blush at Laird's comments and she tried to correct him.
"H-He's not my-"
But she was cut off by Tino who yelled at Laird, "That's what you think, Laird! Lor can beat you anytime, anywhere!"
Laird left in a huff trying to preserve his bruised ego.
Tino turned back to Lor and put his hand on her shoulder congratulating her once more, "Good job, Lor. You really showed him."
"Huh? Oh yeah, it was nothin'," Lor replied her mind elsewhere.
Later that night, Lor paced in her room trying to sort out her feelings and make sure that she had the important details of the day correct.
"Why did he have to go and do it? Why did he have to hug me? I had finally started to lose my feelings for him and then he hugs me and now I'm right back in it. I was so proud of myself today, it was just the two of us and I wasn't making a complete fool of myself. I really thought that I was finally back on track, but noooo, Tino has to hug me."
Lor started pacing faster to try and get out the excitement that was building within her.
"How am I supposed to follow my plan to ignore my feelings if he is going to hug me? This is so bogus! I hate feelings."
Lor flopped onto her bed and pushed her face into a pillow.
"God must have a sense of humor. Feelings can be so weird. I couldn't have just had a crush on Thomson. That would be too convenient. I have to start having a crush on Tino, someone I hang out with all the time, who would probably be weirded out if I ever told him. I mean I'm pretty sure he thinks of me as a sister."
Lor lifted her head up and looked out her window at the night sky. A breeze blew by and with it she had a revelation.
"Wait a minute, today Laird called Tino my boyfriend, and Tino made no effort to correct him. Maybe he liked the idea of being called my boyfriend, and that's why he didn't disagree. Yeah, that has to be it."
A big smile spread across Lor's face as she decided to completely focus on that thought.
"One question remains though, with the exception of one time when we were twelve Tino has never hugged me before. So why did he feel okay doing it today?"
Lor placed her head in her hands as she tried to concentrate and figure out an answer. Then like a bolt of lightning an answer came to her.
"I know! It's because Carver and Tish weren't around. Now that I think about it, when he hugged the first time years ago Carver and Tish weren't around either. That has to be it."
Lor almost shrieked with happiness that everything seemed to work out and make sense to her.
"Hmmm, if Tino doesn't want to reveal his feelings for me in front of Carver and Tish then I suppose that I should keep it quiet too. I'll just kind of hint to him that I know what's going on. If I can just get him to be my date to the dance then I can reveal my feelings while we are dancing away from everyone else."
Lor smiled wide, very content with how things were looking.
Over at the Tonitini residence, Tino sat at his computer telling Carver about his lack of success at getting a date to the dance over the weekend.
"Yeah, this weekend turned up nothing for me, and I was at both the mall and Funville. Both places are big hangouts for the kids from our grade."
"Yeah, I know what you mean. I was busy all weekend babysitting so of course I got nowhere in my quest for the perfect date."
"I thought it was going to be all the girls asking you? Why would you have to quest?"
"You know what I mean, T. I have a few people in mind that I'm thinking that I might ask."
"Oh yeah? Like who?"
"You'll find out during the week when I'm talking to those lucky ladies. I'm sure everything will turn out alright."
"Yeah, you're probably right. I'm sure I'll find someone this week to go with."
"I wasn't talking about you. I'm sure everything will be all right for me. I don't know about you. I mean you don't have the fashion sense or classical features like me that ensures a date."
Although Carver couldn't see it, Tino was rolling his eyes as exaggerated as he possibly could.
"You know I think you might want to have your brain checked Carver."
"Whatever. I have got some homework to finish so I'll see ya tomorrow."
"Okay, man, later days."
Tino turned around on his computer chair.
"Hey there, guys. So, how about this whole dance situation? It's crazy. You know, I never thought that this would be so hard. It's not until you sit down and think about it that you realize there aren't as many people that you can ask or want to ask as the case may be. I know I'm finding that out. I suppose I could always ask Tish or Lor to go to the dance. Nah, I know neither of those two would want to go with me. Plus, it would sorta feel like I was going with my sister, and you know that doesn't fly. Well, hopefully this week I can find someone to go with. Wish me luck and later days!"
End of Chapter Three
Ahhh, what a tangled web I weave. It makes for an interesting story I think, or at least I hope it does. Anyway, I haven't forgotten about Carver in case you're curious he will be more prominent in the upcoming chapters. That's it for now; I don't really have any comments for this chapter. I did at one point, but I forgot them so oh well. Stay tuned and review.