Kostos got out of the water and started back to his grandparent's house. "She wants a friendship?" He said out loud to himself.
It was Thursday, and Jack was coming to pick Carmen up in about an hour. She didn't want to wear the pants. She had worn them on the first date. Plus…she had just bought this new dress she was thinking about wearing. Pulling it out of her closet, Carmen laid it out on her bed. Tibby was over again, without her little cousins. Her mom had decided that Tibby didn't have to watch them all day. (Only from 10 till 5.) She had come running to Carmen's house for comfort. "How's Stephen doing?" Tibby asked Carmen. Carmen was in her closet looking for shoes. "He's doing fine…but you know the whole story now…so…I'll let you fill in the blanks." Carmen was right. She had told Tibby the whole story just the night before. "I guess that means he still is carrying the guilt?" Carmen came out to take a breath, before she dove back in. "Yes."
Tibby and Carmen had decided on the new dress for Carmen. It wasn't too dressy for the movies, and it wasn't too casual for a nice restaurant. The knee length, black, halter dress, hung on Carmen's body, and accentuated her curves. Coming to stand behind Carmen, in the mirror, Tibby smiled at her friend. "Again Carmi…you look stunning." Carmen blushed. "Thanks Tibbster." While Carmen sat at her vanity putting on her makeup, Tibby flopped down on the bed. "So…you really like this guy?" Again Carmen blushed, but this time Tibby couldn't see it. "Yeah…I guess. I mean we've only been on one date. Ask me that on the third."
Stephen came running into the bedroom. "Hey. Um…Jack is here." Carmen got up and grabbed her purse. "You want to meet him?" she asked Tibby. Tibby squealed. "I'd love to!" They left the room and walked down the hallway. Carmen walked over to Jack and kissed him on the cheek. She slid her arm around his waist. "Tibby, I'd like you to meet Jack. Jack, this is one of my best friends, Tibby." He reached out his hand and shook Tibby's. "It's nice to meet you." Tibby nodded. "Same here. Now you two have fun. I think I'm going to stay here for a while and watch some television with Stephen." Carmen came over to hug her friend. "Anything to stay away from home, you can crash here if you want to. I don't know when I'll be home though." Tibby laughed. "Thanks."
Jack had picked the place this time since she had chosen it last time. "I know I said miniature golf…but when I saw you in that dress, I couldn't just let you play miniature golf in it. What kind of guy would I be, if I took a date to play putt-putt, when she's dressed up as beautiful as you are at this moment?" Carmen had to blush again. "No…Miniature golf is fun. Plus, I haven't played it in years. We are playing miniature golf, and that's final." Jack laughed. "Whatever you say." They drove up to the place, and like a gentleman, Jack had gotten out and opened her door for her. Carmen wasn't used to this. "You know Jack; you really don't have to do that!" "Nah," He said. "You are just not used to it…my dad taught me how to treat a girl…and unless I'm mistaken, you are a girl, a beautiful and smart girl." "I really wish you would stop making me blush!" Carmen laughed.
Tibby had stayed with Stephen. They were now sitting on the couch watching Jeopardy, and eating pizza. Tibby was amazed at how many answers Stephen knew. "Well, aren't you smart?" "A lot of this stuff is common knowledge…well common if you've read half the books and paid attention in church and in school." He stated. "Oh. Well then…I need to get going. I've got to go pick up Brian. We are going to a movie…do you want to come with us?" Stephen shook his head. "Thanks for asking Tibby, but I don't think that would be a great idea." Tibby got up and threw away her trash. "Ok then. Call me if you need anything. You have my cell phone number." "I do. Have a good time."
Bridget woke up to her phone ringing. She lazily picked it up. "Hello…Who is this?" The person on the other end wouldn't speak. "Hello? I'm going to hang up the phone now." All of a sudden there was a voice. "Bridget?" "Yeah?" Bridget asked. "Hey…I got your number from Diana…It's me Eric. I hope you don't mind that I called." Bridget shot up out of bed. "Please don't tell me that you are standing outside my window right now." Eric laughed. "No, man Bee. I haven't heard your voice in forever. How are you?" "I'm doing great. You?" "I'm good…" He paused. "So we are really going to give this whole friendship thing a try?" "I guess so." Was Bridget's reply. "I was thinking…just thinking…I mean you don't have to if you don't want to…" Bridget stopped him. "Just get on with it." "Ok, well we only have another week until camp, I was thinking that maybe you would like to come up here and visit me. I'll even pay for part of your plane ticket. I just want to see you." Bridget was ecstatic. "Are you serious Eric?" "Yes, I'm very serious." He told her. "Oh my flipping gosh…I'll have to get the money…but yeah I'd really like to come. We haven't seen each other in forever!" Eric was surprised at how exited she was. "And don't worry about the plane ticket to Alabama…We are driving there." "That's a long ride Eric." Bridget stated. "Yeah, well hopefully we won't have killed each other." They both laughed. Bridget had to go take a shower, before she drove to ask her dad. "Hey Eric, I've got to go…Call me tonight?" "I will do that…and I'm really glad that you want to come." Bridget hung up the phone and went over to her computer to email Diana. She only typed in two words.
Diana, Thank you. –Bee
Hopefully Diana would receive the email and know what Bridget was talking about.