Author: Sparkling-Diva
Rating: PG-13 (possibly more later)
Genre: Drama/Romance
Feedback: Yes! Please! But be nice!
Summary: Vincent Gray, now 33, is at a depressing stage of his life. When he meets a young girl, his life will change forever.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to the show Judging Amy whatsoever and in no way am I affiliated with it.
Author's Note: Wow! I have finally written up to Chapter 16! Yeahy! I'm so proud of myself. So here for your enjoyment is a longer chapter! Enjoy!
Chapter 9
Laura never had many friends. That's why whenever she could, she would form acquaintances with the people around her. Usually, they would run away from her for some odd reason. That's why she was surprised how almost everyday there were classes, Vincent would end up getting coffee and they would have a little chat. It was actually something that the both of them seemed to look up to during their crazy days.
She also noticed her heart skipping a few beats every time he was near…including today.
"Hey," Vincent said as he as he approached her.
"Hey, Vincent!" Laura exclaimed, "The usual?"
"Yeah."
"Hey, how are your classes going?"
He just gave her a knowing glare.
"The usual?"
He nodded while she chuckled.
"Here you go. Now I get my break."
"You've got a new schedule or something?" Vincent asked as she came out from behind the counter where another guy then took her place.
"Yeah."
"You want to sit with me and talk?"
"Ummm…I'm not going to be interrupting you or anything will I?"
"No. I already wrote my exams for next week. I'm all set and done."
"Okay, why not?" she said following him to a table and sitting down.
"So what do you want to talk about?" she said.
"Well, we seem to be getting along. Maybe we should get to know a little more about ourselves," Vincent replied. He then noticed her startled expression, "I mean now that we are starting to become great friends among all this craziness that happens in this school."
"Well, what would you like to know?"
"Ummm…basic stats?"
"Well, my name of course is Laura Mitchell. I'm a senior here. I'm 21. I'm majoring in Journalism and Literature. I'm also taking courses in art, music, and theatre."
"Wow. You are an artist."
"Thanks. I just wish that my dad thought the same thing. My mom died when I was younger and I haven't talked to my dad since I graduated."
"I'm sorry about your mom."
"Thanks but I'm use to it. I'm happy. That's all that should matter right?"
Vincent smiled and asked, "So why haven't you talked with your dad?"
"Believe me, you don't want to know. It's too long of a story. So what about you?" Laura said quickly changing subjects.
"My dad died when I was 17 and frankly I don't have that many memories of him. I live with my roommate Donna, and her daughter Ariadne. Every now and then I stay at my mother's. My sister Amy and my niece, Lauren live with her. Also, my brother Peter and his wife Gillian and their kids Ned and Walter live close by."
"Wow. You've got a pretty big family."
"Yeah but sometimes all is not well over there."
"Oh. So what do you do? I mean, other than teach?"
"Ummm…I'm a writer."
"Really?"
"Yeah. I've got two books published. One of them is called the 'Fortunate Son'. Have you heard of it?"
"I'm sorry but no."
"That's okay. It didn't do so well. I mean with the people, not the critics. They liked it especially The New York Times."
"Really?" Laura asked surprised, "I better check this book out."
"If you want I can lend it to you."
"Thanks that'll be great," Laura exclaimed. She then looked back at her watch and realized what time it was, "My shifts over. I've got to go work."
"Okay. Hey I'll talk to you tomorrow okay?" Vincent said.
"Sure," Laura said surprised at how he still wanted to talk to her, "Bye."
Then she walked back to the counter and he then left his table and put his Styrofoam cup in the trash.