The Last Thing
"what do you think?" Shannon questioned. Claire looked up from her desk. "Huh?" She blinked, confused. Shannon rolled her eyes.
"what do you think?" Shannon repeated urgently, waving the dress in her hand.
Claire studdied the dress. Thin straps, backless, frilly, perfect for Shannon and her tan skin and pretty long legs.
Only one problem...
"Its green" She noted, makeing a face in disaproval.
"So?"
"Its lime green" Claire insisted, still not bought. "Nothing wrong with a little color" Shannon confirmed, folding
the dress over her arm as she walked back to her desk, a sign that she'd be wearing it rather Claire aproved or
not.
Claire rolled her eyes once again and went back to her work. She'd been working with Shannon for almost
two years now, and she was convinced that if any one could make a secritay job interesting, it was Shannon.
Why dose she even ask?
"Hey, Claire, Someones at the door" Leo, Shannon's partner in crime here at the design studio as well as
Claire's roomate (ever since Shannon moved in with Sayid) explained, poking his head in through the door.
"Oh, uh, Shan just wen't to her office-" Claire began to explaine, getting up from her desk.
"oh no," he cut her off before she got to far, "its for you"
CLAIRE OPENED THE DOOR, and there he was, like a slap in the face. The man who'd left her five months pregnant
only to come back two years later and try to take her son, the child she'd given birth to on an island without any help
from him, and raised for two years on the island, without any help from him. And now he had the audasity to apear at
the front door of her office and interupt her during work. She wanted to strangle him where he stood.
"Hey, sorry to inturupt, i'm sure your busy" He began, with a nervous little laugh that held a hint of sarcasum, becuase
aparently her having a job in her "condition" was funny.
"what do you want?" She questioned sharply, already anoyed with his presence. "Can i come in?" He replied innocently,
still acting as if this were a normal situation. Claire rolled her eyes when she turned from the door, steping away but
leaving it wide open.
Thomas steped inside, but didn't trail far from the door. good, he didn't want to stay long. "i thought we should talk about
this whole custedy thing, you know. like adults" he explained meekly, eyeing Shannon and Leo who both stood in the door
way to Shannon's office, peeking out the opening as if no one could see them.
"I can't talk right now, i'm busy" Claire lied. Working for Shannon was never busy. All she did was sit at her desk and make
small talk, and ocasionaly give her openion on a dress. Oh, not to forget picking up coffee every moring.
"Well, what about diner?" He sugested, openly. Claire took a duble take. "Dinner..." she glanced over at the two in the door,
begging for assistance. Leo quickly rushed to her aid.
"She can't tonight" he explained, literly takeing her side. "Oh" Thomas replied simpy, and for a moment they thought the had won.
Wrong.
"Why not?" the two exchanged a glance.
"She has a date" Shannon explained brighty as she chimed in, taking up Claire's left. ah, her two strengths. "Really?" Thomas
questioned in disbeleif. She wish shed had the guts to slap him.
"Well, in that case I'll bring my fiance allong and we can all discuss it together" He sugested, not takeing no for an answer. Claire
stared at him in disbelieif, and considered laughing in his face, but then he added "I'll bring Skyler"
It had been a whole week since she'd seen Skyler, her little boy. A whole week since this bastard showed up with his fiance and
decided he wanted to be a dad and that Claire wasn't good enough to be a mother any more, after raising him for four whole
years, tow of them on an island no less!
Her fist clinched and her eye lowered to the floor. "Alright" she gave in, softly. A smile spread on Thomas's mousy face. "Great.
i'll see you tonight" he confirmed, and baked out the door.
"What the hell was that!" Shannon exclaimed as soon as the door had slammed behind him. Claire sunk down into the chair that
was conveniently behind her, burrying her face in her hands. "Um, you do realize you don't actulay have a date, right?" Leo recapped,
sympatheticly.
"yes, i'm aware of that" Claire replied smartly without lifitng her head. "well why'd you say yes, dumb ass!" Shannon scolded, not quite so
sympathetic. "Its been a week, Shan. i've got to see him" Claire explained, lifting her head to look at her. Her voice was strained,
makeing her sound much older than usual. Shannon glanced over at Leo.
"Well, what are we gonna do?" He questioned with a sigh, putting an arm around her to comfort her. "i don't know" Claire sniffed, and
placed her head in her hands once again. He patted her back soothingly and looked up at Shannon, watching as that sly
grin crossed her face.
"Oh no..." he sighed outloud, reading it as trouble. Claire looked up at his words and thought the same thing. "Come on, i've got
an idea!" Shannon explained, and quickly pulled her up.
CLAIRE WALKED INTO THE BAR, well, more like Claire was pushed into the bar by her two helpfull friends. The place was
dark, smokey, and smell like someone spilled beer into an ash tray, peed on it and lit it on fire.
"This is stupid" She exclaimed, trying to back away but feeling their hands pull her back. "Come on, Claire. Don't be such a
chicken" Shannon insisted, keeping a tight grip on her arm as she pulled her forward. Claire sighed and went along with them.
"Lets take a look at our selection" She added, trying to cheer Claire up as they stood before the bar. "Lets see...buisness man,
buisness man, buisness man, drug dealer, buissness man, buisness man, loser, empty chaire, buisness man, buisness man
and last but not least-"
But Claire's mind had stoped on the one Shannon had dubbed "loser". He wore a dusty, army green jacket that had seen better
days, a pair of grungy geans ripped at the knees, and his shaggy blondish-brown hair looked like he'd just woken up. His checkerboar vans perched on the beams of the bar stool becuase he was to short for his feet to reach the ground. It could be no one else.
"Charlie" She exclaimed, in suprise. Shannon shot her a look. "what?"
"thats Charlie!" Claire explained, waveing her hands in his direction. "who's Charlie?" Leo questioned in confusion.
"Charlie, charlie..." Shannon repeted the name, trying to figure out if she new it. then it clicked. "Oh! Charlie!"
Thats when it came aparent that if you say someones name enough, they'll turn around. Charlie turned and spoted them with a
look of suprise, witch faded into a smile, witch he quickly tried to hide.
"HI!" Shannon exclaimed brightly, moveing in his direction and draging Claire with her. "Hi" He choked in reply, as if he'd been
looking for something better to say but couldn't find the words.
" Whatcha doing?" Shannon asked in an all to peppy tone as she leaned her elbows on the bar. "Uh, just haveing a drink" He
explained casualy, indicateing to the shot glass beside him. "Alone?" She questioned, prying into his buisness. Claire and Leo
shot her a worried look.
"Yeah, pretty much" Charlie answered, eyeing her curiously. "Great" Shannon grined. Claire and Leo exchanged another glance, and
Claire frowned. "Say, Charlie. Since your not doing anything, how bout you help us out with Claire's little situation?" Shannon sugested
sweetly.
"What sistuation?" He questioned curiously. "Well, she told Thomas that she had a date tonight, when she actualy didn't-"
"You told him that!" Claire protested, bitterly. "Well, you wern't supose to invite him along!" Shannon shot back smartly.
"i didn't! He invited himself!" Claire defended. "Yeah, but you didn't have to say yes" Shannon corrected.
Claire gave in. No use fighting with Shannon. Charlie looked at the the two in confusion. Shannon turned back to him, redeaming that
overly obnoxious smile. "So, what do you say?" She questioned, hopefully.
"Uh..." he began, sounding a bit uncertin, "I'd love to help" He agreed, looking at Claire in hopes of finding out what was really going on.
"Great" Shannon beamed, and patted him on the shoulder. "Your a good friend"
"Right..." Charlie contenuied to eye her cautiously. "Well, i guess we'll be going then. Let me know how it goes" Shannon insisted,
giving Claire and quick hug before heading to the door with Leo. Claire smiled aqwardly, feeling more vounerable now that her
friends had gone. But hey, atleast she was with Charlie and not some weird stranger.
"So whats really going on?" He question, glanceing at the stool next to him as an indication for her to sit down. "Oh, its a mess"
She assured, reluctantly takeing a seat beside him. "Thomas is trying to get full custedy of Skyler" She explained, folding her arms
over the bar. "Your kidding?" he questioned in disbeleif.
"I haven't seen him in a week" She explained, sadly. Charlie looked more concerned then she had expected. "i'm sorry" he spoke
sypatheticly after a moment. "Well, Thomas is briging him tonight. Other wise i wouldn't have said yes" She explained, trying to mend
the situation a bit. She'd forgtten how much Charlie had cared about Skyler when they were on the island.
"Well, its not like he can actualy win, right? I mean, your Skyler's mum. And he left you" Charlie questioned, souding mildly outraged.
"Thats what i thought at first. But aparently he has more of an advantage than i had hope" She explained, resting her cheek on the knuckles of her hand. "How so?" He asked, tiliting his head to the side. "Thats what we'll be finding out soon" She explained,
unenthusiasticly.
"Well, if it needs to be beaten out of him, i'll be right there" He assured, playfully, makeing her smile. "So, besides this whole custedy thing, what have you been up to?" Charlie questioned after sitting through a moment of silence. "Well, i've been working with
Shannon" She explained, not being able to think of much else. "How about you?"
"Me? I haven't really done anything" He answered, casualy. "Really? in two years you haven't done anything?" She questioned, skepticaly. "Sad, isn't it?" He confirmed with a smile. Claire nodded, teasingly.
"Oh god"
Charlie looked over his shoulder, trying to see what she was looking at. "He's here" She explained, sliding off her stool. "Where?" Charlie questioned, looking around the crowd as he stood up. "There" She wispered, glanceing in Thomas direction.
Charlie spoted him and the women he was with close to the door. "Thats the guy?" he questioned, turning to her in disbeleif.
"Yes" Claire replied, with a roll of her eyes.
"Maybe he won't see me. Maybe we could just leave" She thought out loud, searching for a quick escape. "oh no you don't. you got me into this mess, now i'm going to help you out" Charlie insted.
"But-" Claire went to protest. "But nothing." Charlie insted. At that moment, Thomas cought site of her. Great, now it was to late. Claire
lowered her head, helplessly. "Come on" Charlie began, putting his arm around her back "Fallow my lead"
The two couples meet each other half way. "Claire! for a minute i thought you wern't going to show up" Thomas explained, with a
hint of accusation in his voice. Claire faked a smile, not knowing what to say. "This is my Fiance, Eaden" He explained, indicateing
to the woman beside him.
Tall, lean, dark hair, thin features, tanned. Claire's exact oppist. Charlie looked at the women and wondered why Thomas ever
gave Claire up, espeicaly for some one like that. You could tell she was a bitch just by looking at her. This whole deal was probly her
idea.
"Hi" Claire contenuied to smile, keeping up her friendly act rather well. "And who's this?" Thomas turnned to Charlie as if he were
a child. "This is Charlie" She explained, aqwardly, watching Charlie's expresion. "Nice to meet you" Thomas greeted, offering his hand.
Charlie shook hands with him, though his expresion didn't change.
"Why don't we get a table" the fiance sugested, turning to Thomas. "Good idea" Thomas replied, and lead the group to a table. "Why did
you ever date this weirdo?" Charlie questioned, wispering close to her ear. Claire shoot him a warning look. The four took as seat at the
table wher Thomas had lead them.
"Well, what we'll we have?" He began, picking up one of the menus. "Where's Skyler?" Claire questioned, nearly cutting him off. Thomas
looked up from his menu in suprise at the sharpness of her tone. "He's with a sitter" Thomas explained, simply.
"You said you'd bring him" Claire reminded, sawallowing her anger. "I thought it would be better to leave him at home, you know. Just talke between us adults" Thomas replied, plainly. Great, Claire thought, I'm here for nothing. Charlie patted her hand, witch rested on her lap and
gave her a comforting smile.
"So, how do you two know each other?" Thomas questioned, eyeing the two cautiously. "He was on the island" Claire explained, before
Charlie could speak, worried he might say something smart. "Oh. so you two are ... Friends?" Thomas tried to confirm. But this time Charlie
swooped in before Claire could stop him.
"You could say that" he replied with a sugestive grin, swinging his arm around Claire's shoulder and giving her an effectionet squeeze.
Claire grimaced, althouh she did enjoy the mildy offended look on Thomas's face. He was quiet for a moment, taken off gard by their mild display off effection.
"So tell me, Tom-ass, exactly how do you plan to justify the fact that you left Claire five months pregnet in your case?" Charlie then questioned, turning to him coldly. Claire bit her lip, nervously. "I was actualy hopeing to leave that part out" Thomas explained. Charlie scoffed skepticly.
"Just because i had dobts dosen't make me any less of a father" Thomas defended, trying to keep himself calm. "I beleive disappearing for what, four years, counts as a little more then dobts. I belive thats what they call neglect" Charlie protested biterly. Oh god, what is he doing?
"They were gone for two years, and after that i couldn't track them down. Hell, i didn't even know if they were alive!" Thomas exclaimed, angrily.
"Oh, and i'm sure you were just devistated" Charlie noted sarcasticly, shooting a glare in the fiance's direction. "I came back didn't I?" Thomas questioned in his defence. Charlie gave another skeptic laugh.
"Claire, i thought we were going to disccus this calmy, like adults, remember?" Thomas turned to her, trying to win her sympathy.
Claire glanced at Charlie, who was waiting curiously to see what she would say. "I came to see my son, Thomas. Thats why i'm here. i don't want to discuss anything, or work anything out. I want my son, and i'm going to get him" Claire confirmed, stirring up curage from god knows where, keeping her tone low and calm the whole time. It would have been cold if only she looked him in the eye.
"I'm not trying to take Skyler from you. You know thats not what this is about. I Just want whats best for our son" Thomas explained, trying to sound sensitive once again. Charlie had the sudden urge to dive across the table and beat him to death, but he contained that urge and instead asked "Denying him his mother is good for your son, why?"
"Claire has gone through alot what with being stranded on the island and all, that would give any one stress. And she did suffer from postpartum disorder even before then-" Thomas began to explain.
"thats was only for the first month" Claire reminded through gritted teeth, fighting back her anger. "That's not the point. you've been in the hosptial three times since you were rescued. Your not healthy Claire, and i don't think in your condition that your fit to be a mother" Thomas explained, coldly.
"I'm not fit to be a mother? Your the one who left because you didn't think you could handle haveing a baby!" Claire remined acussingly. "I left because i couldn't handle being with you" He corrected, angrily. Claire's mouth closed, taken aback by his sudden out burst. "But this isn't about us, Claire, its about Skyler" Thomas remined, now calm once again.
Claire didn't reply, and keept her eyes on lap where both her hands and one of Charlie's laid. She read the white bands across his nuckles that spelled HATE and smiled.
"Sorry for the wait. We're real busy tonight. What can i get you?" The waitress questioned, apearing at the side of the table. Each of them order, although Claire had no intention of eating. She was to mad and upset to eat. She'd have to fake it. The table remian quiet after the waitress left.
"So, when are you gonna tell me why you hooked up with this ass whole?" Charlie questioned in a wisper, leaning close to her ear once again. "I will later if you stop asking" She replied, as soft as she could without neglecting a serious tone.
"Promis?" He questioned playfully, keeping his voice low. "Yes" She replied through grited teeth, not in the mood for games. She glanced over and could see Thomas was looking at him. She sat up stright once again, uncomfortably. "I'm going to use the bath room. I'll be right back" She explained, and slid out of the booth before any one could protest.
Charlie tapped his fingers agenst the table, uncomfortable. "So, how long have you and Claire been Friends?" Thomas questioned curiously after a moment of silence. "Well, we've been friends ever since the day i've meet her. But we've only been more then friends for a couple of months" Charlie replied smartly, discovering some enjoyment in this little charade.
"Ah. so you two are dateing?" Thomas tried to confirm. "Yep" Charlie answered, laying his arm across the back of the booth, "She's a great girl"
"Yeah, she is. Your a lucky guy" Thomas explained, with on emotion in his voice. "I know. I'm not dumb enough to leave her either" Charlie shoot back coldly, looking him dead in the eye.
"Alrigt. you can drop it now" Thomas explained with a laugh, finaly fed up. "Drop what?" Charlie questioned, innocently.
"This little act of yours. look, i know Claire didn't want to come to this dinner, so she made up the excuse of haveing a date. She called you and asked you to do her a faver. Its a clever plan, and your a good little actor, but i'm not that dumb" Thomas explained, defensivly.
"Really? Well, your not so bad at acting your self cause you've got me convinced that your the dumbest person i ever meet. They should give you an award" Charlie explained, teasingly, though it wasn't in his usual playfull way. "Your a funny guy, Charlie" Thomas explained, lauging at his own extent.
"Yeah, its a great quality. Exspecialy in relationships. I think thats why me and Claire get along so well" Charlie explained, still upholding the plan. "Really? I never thought Claire to have much of a since of humor" Thomas noted, thoughtfully.
"Well, maybe you just wern't funny. Altough Claire has told me a few stories about you, and i must say, i laughed my ass off" Charlie shot back, with a grin.
Thomas looked more anoyed now than before, and Charlie couln't keep himself from smileing. "Speaking of Claire, i think i'm gonna go cheek on her real quick" He explained, and slid out of the booth.
Claire was comeing out of the bath room when she nearly ran into him. "Charlie, what are you doing?" She questioned, softly, as if they could hear her all the way across the room.
"Sorry, i couldn't keep stareing at him" Charlie replied, apologeticly. Claire rolled her eyes. "What did you say?" She asked acusingly, annyoence in her voice. "What makes you think i said anything?" He asked, as if he were offended. "Because he looks pissed!" She explained, giving a quick glance back at the table.
"He dosen't think were together, you know" Charlie explained, changeing the subject. "Were not together" She pointed out bluntly. "I know, but wasn't the point of this whole little act to make him jelous?" Charlie questioned. "No! the point of this little act was for me to see my son!" She explained between closed teeth.
"Well, Skyler's not here, and its Thomas's fault. So you might as well make him jelous in the mean time" Charlie sugested, playfully. Claire rolled her eyes and began to walk towards the table. "Come on, after all the crap he's put you through your telling me you don't even want to hurt him just a little bit?" Charlie questioned insistently, holding her arm to stop her.
"Ok, maybe i do" Claire sighed after a moment of consideration. "Good" Charlie grined, before leaning down and kissing her.
Claire was cought off gaurd at first, and stubled backwards a few steps. But Charlie held her arm tight, keeping her from loseing her balence, and slid his other arm around her back to hold her close to him. It wasn't long before Claire forgot all about Thomas and the custedy, and why Charlie was kissing her. She was mearly concentrating on the fact that Charlie was kissing her, and doing a damn good job at that.
She pulled back after a moment, trying to catch her breath. Slowly, she rembered where she was. Charlie maintained his playfull smile, nearly begging to be smack. If Claire was in her right mind and was able to breath or stand on her own with out feeling her knees shake she just might have. But instead, she turned away from him, putting on her fake grin as they went back to the table.
She sat down aqwardly after Charlie, still feeling her lower lip trimble. She bit it in an attempt to make it stop. The look on Thomas's face told her he'd been watching the kiss, and he wasn't happy about it. Good, atleast it worked.
The sound of a cell phone ringing made her jump in her seat, and she saw Charlie fight back a smile out of the corner of her eye. Thomas slipped his cell phone out of his pocket and held it to his ear.
"Hello?... Hi Karen...Alright...Alright, i'll be home soon. Bye" He hung up once again and slipped it back into his pocket. "That was the baby sitter. We have to go" He explaied, turning to his fiance, who'd remian quiet the whole time. "Wait, is he alright?" Claire question, worriedly.
"Yes, he's fine. We'll talk more later" Thomas explained, already out of his seat. And that was that. The two left and Claire laid her head on the table. God know's when she'd see Skyler again. "I'm sorry" Charlie explained, comforting, laying a hand on her back. "You should be" She exclaimed angrily, sitting up stright.
"I meant i was sorry because you didn't get to see Skyler" He explained, trying to avert her anger. "Yeah, well, thanks to your smart little coments i might never get to see him again" She snapped, and sliped out of the booth. "I was just trying to help" He explained, fallowering her through the small crowd. "I guess i got carried away"
"Aparently" She agreed skepticly, without looking back at him. "Please, Claire. Could you just stop walking for a second. I want to apologize. I want to help you" He insisted, now folowering her out the door and onto the side walk. To his surpise, Claire stopped and turned to face him.
"Look, i over reacted. I just, i couldn't sit back and watch that ass whole push you around. I know its not my place to defend you, and that you can handle your self, but i...i wanna help" He explained, trying his best to make since. Claire took a deep breath.
"I know" she sighed, now mad at herself for lashing out at him. "You are helping. I'm just...agravated" She explained, apologeticly. "I understand. Feel free to take your anger out on me, too. I'm used to it. You can even beat me up if you want" He explained playfully. "Promis?" Claire joked in reply, a smile returning to her face. He felt better now that she was smiling.
"Yeah, but do me a faver. Kick my ass after we eat" He explained. "We're eating?" She questioned, raising an eye brow. "Yep. You had a hard day and i know you haven't eaten, so i'm taking you out to dinner" Charlie explained, takeing a few steps forward.
"Oh, thats sweet but-" She began to protest. "Thats an order, not a request" He explained, playfully. "alright" Claire sighed, and gave in. And the two began walking.
CLAIRE WALKED AT CHARLIE"S SIDE, pulling her coat tighter around her. "You know, when you said dinner i thought you actualy meant dinner" She explained, teasingly. "What would you rather have? Dinner, or ice cream?" He asked, in reply. Claire pretended to consider for a moment. "Ice cream" She answered, with a smile. "Thats what i thought"
"Arn't you cold?" She questioned after a while, realizing he wasn't wearing a coat. "Are you kidding? I'm from Englend, Luv. This is like summer to me" He reminded sarcasticly.
"Yeah, well, I'm from Astrilia and i'm cold" She replied, and held her coat tighter around her. Charlie put his arm around her shoulder in an attempt to warm her up and he could feel her shiver beneath his arm. She wasn't lieing, she was cold.
But she leaned in closer to him, stealing the heat comeing off his body, and soon he could feel warmth under his arm instead. He decided to keep it there any ways, not wanting to lose the warmth. He hadn't realized how cold he'd actualy been untill Claire had warmed him.
She remained silent as they walked, a distant smile on her face. He couldn't help but wonder what she was thinking about. Claire, was infact thinking about the kiss he'd given her back at the bar. She remembered the warmth and gentleness of it, the way he held her, the way he pressed his forhead agenst hers...god, where did he learn to do that?
"So where are we going exactly?" He questioned, breaking her consintration. Claire dropped the thougt like a glass, letting it shatter on the side walk and walk over it, leaving it behind. The last thing she needed was to be worrying about a silly kiss that was in all its glory meaningless.
"Oh, uh...home i guess. My aparments only a few blocks away" She explained, still a little shy for words after spaceing out. "Oh" Charlie noded, and lead her around the corner.
He hadn't realized how many people there were on the streets. It was a mess. He must have just been paying attention to him in Claire. Mostly Claire. He'd forgotten about that smile, that brilliant, magenetic smile, and the way it made him dizzy just looking at her when ever she wore it.
She was smiling now, although he didn't know why. He hadn't said anything funny. She must be thinking about something else, he thought, makeing a confirmation. Something that has nothing to do with me. The two walked in silence untill they reached the steps to Claire's aparment, both to busy thinking about each other to speak.
"It was nice seeing you again, Claire" Charlie explained, turning to face her as they stopped infront of the steps. "Yeah, it was nice seeing you two" She replied sweetly. They didn't know rather to hug or shake hands or give a high five or what, so Claire just turned and headed up the steps, and Charlie went back down the side walk.
LEO WAS IN THE KITCHEN when Claire opened the door. He watched as she slipped in, a far away smile on her face. "How'd it go?" He questioned from behind the counter. "Bad" She answered simply, her smile melting at the memory. "Really? Then why were you smiling just a second ago?" He questioned playfully.
"Oh, well...i did get to make Thomas jelous. That part was good" She admitted innocently, makeing vengence sound meak. "Jelous? How'd you do that?" He asked, intriged. "We kissed, well Charlie kissed me, i really had nothing to do with it, but it worked" She explained, sitting on the couch so she could delibertly have her back to him. She didn't want him getting any ideas, but he would. And they'ed be harder to deny if she was talking to him face to face.
"Oh...is he a good kisser?" Leo questioned curiously, makeing his way around the counter. oh great. "I don't know" She replied with a shrug. "What do you mean you don't know?" He asked insitently, takeing a seat beside her. "I wasn't paying attention" She explained, defensivly.
"Well, you had to get something. I mean, you'd know if he was a bad kisser" Leo implied, useing good old reverse psychology. "Well, he wasn't bad if thats what you mean" Claire explained, admittingly. Leo smiled, now haveing his answer. "I bet he was great. He looks like he'd be a great kisser" Leo mused, leaning back agenst the couch and folding his arms behind his head.
"How can you tell?" She questioned, curiously, raising an eye brow in his direction. "Well, he's handsom in a shy, grungy kind of way. He's got pretty eyes, and a great voice. Girl probly go crazy for him. And i'm sure he wasn't shy about kissing them either...experince is everything, you know" Leo explained playfully.
"Oh great. Just what i needed to here" Claire goraned, and pushed off the couch. Leo contenuied to smile playfully. "i made posta" He explained as she headed for her room. "I already ate" She replied without turning back. "Ate what?" he questioned, but it was to late. The door shut behind her.
Claire fell back on her bed, letting her head sink into her white fluffy pillow, her body sink into the matress. She could fall asleep right now, without even takeing off her shoes. She rolled over and pressed the button on the cradle of her phone, hearing the robotic voice explain "you have one messages"
Claire smiled. One messages, even the robot phone lady can't use proper gramer. But her amused smile faded when the measage began.
"Hey, Claire. This is Thomas. I wanted to apologize about tonight. We didn't get to talk much. And I also apologize about not bring Skyler, i know you really wanted to see him. So i thought i'd make it up to you by inviting you and Charlie to the house for lunch tommarow. Skyler will be there and we can have a nice talk. Well, let me know if your interesed. Bye" The message ended.
Claire let her eyes slide shut. Great, now she'd have to face him again. But atleast she'd get to see Skyler. And atleast she wouldn't be doing it alone. Charlie would help. All she'd have to do was track him down, witch shouldn't be too hard. Charlie was always the one to make himself known. Hell, he prolby had his name spray-painted bellow his window in great big buble letters with a peace sign and all. Claire smiled at the image she had created in her mind.
She smiled at the thought of Charlie all together. How he'd kept quiet when he walked her home, how he'd put his arm around her, how warm he felt beside her, and how warm he had felt when he had held her agenst him when they kissed. Claire foccused on the kiss, letting all her nagging thoughts that told her to ignore it disapear, and foccused on that wonderfull kiss, and slowly put the peices back together.