© 2004 Kate
CHAPTER 8
ABBY'S POV
AGAIN, STILL FLASHBACK
"Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz." Why do alarm clocks have to be so annoying! My arm creeps out just far enough, To shut it off. Just five more minutes won't hurt. My bosy rejoices in the comfort of my bed. Seriously, if I ever get married I am making my hubby drag this mattress from this bed and into wherever we decided to live. Although, he might be jealous. Oh well, he'll have to deal with it.
I look back at my clock. It's 7:15. Crap, I slept in more that thirty minutes. I have to be in work by nine. Oh well, I can be late...never mind. I have to meet Carter. Not that I mind. He's a nice guy. But who am I to say that. I myself am not the best judge of men.
Okay, time to get up. Five more minutes. Maybe he won't notice if I don't show up. Look at me, I've known the guy for twenty four hours and already he's the first thing I think about in the morning. 7:30, crap, now I really have to get moving. Why are beds so addicting? Maybe nicotine gas or something seeps through them. Or, maybe I'm just tired. I look back at the clock to figure out if I have time to shower or not. Shit! It's 7:50. How did I spend an extra hour in bed!?!?! I better call Carter, I'll never make it out of here on time.
I reach for the phone and realize I don't know his number. I look out the window and there he is. He managed to get up. He's not looking towards me, not that he could see my one eye that is exposed. I pick up the phone and dial 411. It's ringing.
"Hello. City and State please." The machine says.
"Chicago, Illinois."
"Yes, Chicago, how may I help you?"
"John Carter."
"Okay. I have a John Carter on Parker Street."
"Yes please."
"Hold on the line and I'll connect you." A moment later the phone was ringing for his house.
"Hello?" He picks up the phone.
"Hey Carter. It's me, Abby."
I can hear him smile through the phone, so maybe it's not just me. "Hey Abigail..." He laughs. "Just kidding, Abby."
Now I giggle. "Sorry. I think I'm going to be late."
"Why? Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. But there is no way I'll make it to work on time. I have to take a shower and make breakfast and everything. I haven't even gotten out of bed yet."
At this he laughs hysterically. "Sorry, but a little lazy are we?"
"Only a little. I just couldn't get up today."
"Okay. But it's your second day on the job. We're not going to let you get fired. Listen, get up, take a shower and I'll be over in ten with breakfast. Leave a key in your mail slot or something and I'll let myself in."
"Sure, if I had a nickel for every time a guy said he would let himself in..."
"Hey! You want to get fired. Kerry is on today." He laughs.
"Fine. You convinced me. I really don't think she likes me."
"Nope, that's just Kerry."
Now it's my turn to laugh. "Lovely. Okay, I'm up."
"No you are not."
He's good. I drag my feet out and put them on the cold floor. You have to love Chicago. "Okay, now I'm up. Ten minutes, and this food better be good!"
"Sir, yes Sir!" He jokes.
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Just as I am stepping out of the shower I hear Carter knock on the door. I guess he couldn't find the key. I walk over to the door. Just as I am opening the door I realize I am in only a towel. I slam the door in his face just as he begins to greet me.
"The key is under the rug!" I yell as I run into the bedroom to change.
"Found it." He yells. "And good morning to you too,"
"Sorry! I have to get dressed."
"Okay." Comes the reply. "I'll serve. I hope you like waffles.
Once I consider myself presentable I emerge to see a pile of waffles and maple syrup. "Oh my god. You're a life saver."
"Which flavor?"
I just look at him.
"You know, the candy, I've always liked the lime ones."
"Carter, Carter, Carter..." I mutter as I bite into my waffles. HOLY CRAP!! These are good. "Shit Carter. You really can cook!"
"Told you." He smiles. "What, you didn't trust me?"
I look at him. "Actually, no, not really. The last time a man said he could cook he served cereal and spilled the milk on my lap. That smells worse than vomit once it dries."
"Ouch. Well I promise, I really can cook actual food."
"I might just have to hold you to that."
He nods and as I eat his eyes drift around the room. He gets up and begins to explore. Not that I mind, it will save me from having to give him a tour. He walks into my bedroom.
"Hey Abby!"
"Yeah?"
"What's with the telescope?" He pauses. Please don't let him figure it out. "What can you see from here?"
"Um...nothing," I reply. Seriously, I have to work on those comebacks. I get up and put my dishes in the sink and follow him into the bedroom.
He's looking through the telescope. Wonderful.
"Abby, somebody has the same dresser I have."
Wow, sometimes men can be so dense. "Nobody does Carter. That's your apartment."
He looks stunned, He looks at me. "You've known me for one day and already your spying on me?"
"No!" I've been spying on you for the past five years." I begin to laugh.
He laughs a little but looks at me. "Abby, that's not normal behavior." He says it in a mock authority tone.
"Relax John. It all began one day when my friend had just gotten dumped and she saw you through the window and I think you weren't wearing a shirt...And, you figure the rest out."
His eyes widen even more, if that's possible. "You never...you didn't"
"I nod, yeah, we kinda did."
He just stares at me.
"Seriously John. Relax. R-E-L-A-X. Relax! You're modest even in your own home."
"Hey! Wait, were you waiting for me to..."
"No!" I want to defend myself. "Julia was."
"Who's Julia?"
"My depressed friend."
"Is she still depressed?"
"No, now you just became a form of Saturday night entertainment. Seriously, do you ever go out on Saturdays?"
"None of your business." He scoffs.
There is a silence for a moment and we begin to leave. We pick up our coats and I grab my purse. We walk into the hall and I throw the keys at him. While he's locking the door I can't resist myself. "John?"
"Hmm?"
"How is Billy-Bob the Warrior King?"
"How...how do you know about my hamster?"
"I saw the sign." I start laughing hard and run down the stairs with him on my tail.
"That's not fair," he yells at me as I run out the front door. I don't look where I'm going and slip on some ice. I can't stop laughing. I am soaked and I am sitting in a snow bank, I'm late for work and I can't manage to stop laughing. He comes running around the corner and stops short when he sees me giggling in the snow. He gives me an odd look and then begins to laugh with me.
"Come on Abby." He offers me a hand and helps me off. He tries to dry me off.
When his hand ends on my butt I play with him. "Hey! You have to buy me dinner first."
"I was just trying to help." He's laughing to. We stare at on another for a second before I interrupt.
"Okay, now we're really late."
He nods and we head of towards the El still laughing.
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END FLASHBACK MOLLY'S POV
Abby paused. She looked over at Dr. Carter and they shared a small laugh, "Basically," she continued, "We became best friends."
"Hey!" Susan interjected. "What about me?"
"You're my best girlfriend Susan, don't worry." Abby laughed. "Anyways, we were best friends until that one day..."
REVIEW RESPONSES
Caitlin-have you watched friends? Let's just say he was the cute naked guy across the street :-)
SargeCruz-thanks for the great compliment!! I'm trying really hard to get one out per day, but know I'm back in school and it is going to be harder
march-thank you so much, i am really trying to write this as much as possible, it's a good way to escape boring thesis papers, lol, and yeah, i like happy abby too, I am almost positive, that unless I end up in a really bad mood one day this will be pretty much angst-free, there will be some angst, but not a lot
Jacey925-you think it's interesting now, but i guarentee that no one can guess how this will end, believe me, there is a very big, or a couple of very big twists coming!
emma-thank you so much! i try to please, lol.
Hyperpiper91-I'm glad you like it, how is agatha christie coming?
CHAPTER 8
ABBY'S POV
AGAIN, STILL FLASHBACK
"Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz." Why do alarm clocks have to be so annoying! My arm creeps out just far enough, To shut it off. Just five more minutes won't hurt. My bosy rejoices in the comfort of my bed. Seriously, if I ever get married I am making my hubby drag this mattress from this bed and into wherever we decided to live. Although, he might be jealous. Oh well, he'll have to deal with it.
I look back at my clock. It's 7:15. Crap, I slept in more that thirty minutes. I have to be in work by nine. Oh well, I can be late...never mind. I have to meet Carter. Not that I mind. He's a nice guy. But who am I to say that. I myself am not the best judge of men.
Okay, time to get up. Five more minutes. Maybe he won't notice if I don't show up. Look at me, I've known the guy for twenty four hours and already he's the first thing I think about in the morning. 7:30, crap, now I really have to get moving. Why are beds so addicting? Maybe nicotine gas or something seeps through them. Or, maybe I'm just tired. I look back at the clock to figure out if I have time to shower or not. Shit! It's 7:50. How did I spend an extra hour in bed!?!?! I better call Carter, I'll never make it out of here on time.
I reach for the phone and realize I don't know his number. I look out the window and there he is. He managed to get up. He's not looking towards me, not that he could see my one eye that is exposed. I pick up the phone and dial 411. It's ringing.
"Hello. City and State please." The machine says.
"Chicago, Illinois."
"Yes, Chicago, how may I help you?"
"John Carter."
"Okay. I have a John Carter on Parker Street."
"Yes please."
"Hold on the line and I'll connect you." A moment later the phone was ringing for his house.
"Hello?" He picks up the phone.
"Hey Carter. It's me, Abby."
I can hear him smile through the phone, so maybe it's not just me. "Hey Abigail..." He laughs. "Just kidding, Abby."
Now I giggle. "Sorry. I think I'm going to be late."
"Why? Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. But there is no way I'll make it to work on time. I have to take a shower and make breakfast and everything. I haven't even gotten out of bed yet."
At this he laughs hysterically. "Sorry, but a little lazy are we?"
"Only a little. I just couldn't get up today."
"Okay. But it's your second day on the job. We're not going to let you get fired. Listen, get up, take a shower and I'll be over in ten with breakfast. Leave a key in your mail slot or something and I'll let myself in."
"Sure, if I had a nickel for every time a guy said he would let himself in..."
"Hey! You want to get fired. Kerry is on today." He laughs.
"Fine. You convinced me. I really don't think she likes me."
"Nope, that's just Kerry."
Now it's my turn to laugh. "Lovely. Okay, I'm up."
"No you are not."
He's good. I drag my feet out and put them on the cold floor. You have to love Chicago. "Okay, now I'm up. Ten minutes, and this food better be good!"
"Sir, yes Sir!" He jokes.
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Just as I am stepping out of the shower I hear Carter knock on the door. I guess he couldn't find the key. I walk over to the door. Just as I am opening the door I realize I am in only a towel. I slam the door in his face just as he begins to greet me.
"The key is under the rug!" I yell as I run into the bedroom to change.
"Found it." He yells. "And good morning to you too,"
"Sorry! I have to get dressed."
"Okay." Comes the reply. "I'll serve. I hope you like waffles.
Once I consider myself presentable I emerge to see a pile of waffles and maple syrup. "Oh my god. You're a life saver."
"Which flavor?"
I just look at him.
"You know, the candy, I've always liked the lime ones."
"Carter, Carter, Carter..." I mutter as I bite into my waffles. HOLY CRAP!! These are good. "Shit Carter. You really can cook!"
"Told you." He smiles. "What, you didn't trust me?"
I look at him. "Actually, no, not really. The last time a man said he could cook he served cereal and spilled the milk on my lap. That smells worse than vomit once it dries."
"Ouch. Well I promise, I really can cook actual food."
"I might just have to hold you to that."
He nods and as I eat his eyes drift around the room. He gets up and begins to explore. Not that I mind, it will save me from having to give him a tour. He walks into my bedroom.
"Hey Abby!"
"Yeah?"
"What's with the telescope?" He pauses. Please don't let him figure it out. "What can you see from here?"
"Um...nothing," I reply. Seriously, I have to work on those comebacks. I get up and put my dishes in the sink and follow him into the bedroom.
He's looking through the telescope. Wonderful.
"Abby, somebody has the same dresser I have."
Wow, sometimes men can be so dense. "Nobody does Carter. That's your apartment."
He looks stunned, He looks at me. "You've known me for one day and already your spying on me?"
"No!" I've been spying on you for the past five years." I begin to laugh.
He laughs a little but looks at me. "Abby, that's not normal behavior." He says it in a mock authority tone.
"Relax John. It all began one day when my friend had just gotten dumped and she saw you through the window and I think you weren't wearing a shirt...And, you figure the rest out."
His eyes widen even more, if that's possible. "You never...you didn't"
"I nod, yeah, we kinda did."
He just stares at me.
"Seriously John. Relax. R-E-L-A-X. Relax! You're modest even in your own home."
"Hey! Wait, were you waiting for me to..."
"No!" I want to defend myself. "Julia was."
"Who's Julia?"
"My depressed friend."
"Is she still depressed?"
"No, now you just became a form of Saturday night entertainment. Seriously, do you ever go out on Saturdays?"
"None of your business." He scoffs.
There is a silence for a moment and we begin to leave. We pick up our coats and I grab my purse. We walk into the hall and I throw the keys at him. While he's locking the door I can't resist myself. "John?"
"Hmm?"
"How is Billy-Bob the Warrior King?"
"How...how do you know about my hamster?"
"I saw the sign." I start laughing hard and run down the stairs with him on my tail.
"That's not fair," he yells at me as I run out the front door. I don't look where I'm going and slip on some ice. I can't stop laughing. I am soaked and I am sitting in a snow bank, I'm late for work and I can't manage to stop laughing. He comes running around the corner and stops short when he sees me giggling in the snow. He gives me an odd look and then begins to laugh with me.
"Come on Abby." He offers me a hand and helps me off. He tries to dry me off.
When his hand ends on my butt I play with him. "Hey! You have to buy me dinner first."
"I was just trying to help." He's laughing to. We stare at on another for a second before I interrupt.
"Okay, now we're really late."
He nods and we head of towards the El still laughing.
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END FLASHBACK MOLLY'S POV
Abby paused. She looked over at Dr. Carter and they shared a small laugh, "Basically," she continued, "We became best friends."
"Hey!" Susan interjected. "What about me?"
"You're my best girlfriend Susan, don't worry." Abby laughed. "Anyways, we were best friends until that one day..."
REVIEW RESPONSES
Caitlin-have you watched friends? Let's just say he was the cute naked guy across the street :-)
SargeCruz-thanks for the great compliment!! I'm trying really hard to get one out per day, but know I'm back in school and it is going to be harder
march-thank you so much, i am really trying to write this as much as possible, it's a good way to escape boring thesis papers, lol, and yeah, i like happy abby too, I am almost positive, that unless I end up in a really bad mood one day this will be pretty much angst-free, there will be some angst, but not a lot
Jacey925-you think it's interesting now, but i guarentee that no one can guess how this will end, believe me, there is a very big, or a couple of very big twists coming!
emma-thank you so much! i try to please, lol.
Hyperpiper91-I'm glad you like it, how is agatha christie coming?
