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Chapter 12: The Third Wheel
By NYgoldfish54
Sammie's POV
I feel like the third wheel. I think it may be because I am the third wheel.
I wanted to spend the day with Julie and make friends with her, because Lex and Jeff had warned me that I'd better be nice to the other girls. Plus, when I talked to Julie, I genuinely liked her. Connie seems nice too, as does Cecilia, but Connie's way too hyper and Cecilia's way too not. I have a funny feeling that Cecilia's pissed that Lex and Fred just sort of left. I don't really blame Fred for not wanting to spend more time with Anna and me than he has to. After all, we were practically trying to kill him with brooms yesterday. But I digress.
So I genuinely liked Julie. I really did, and I don't genuinely like many people at all. For example, Portman seems to be quite the idiot, but seems to have calmed down a bit since he got back from the Disney World doctors with Cecilia and Luis. But anyway, I did like Julie. I think the only other people I genuinely like may be Matt, Jeff, Lex, Anna, Chris, and Anthony...although, with the exception of Portman, who seems to be on a mission to torture Cecilia, the Ducks seem alright.
Yeah, ok, I am starting this third wheel thought again for the third time. I did genuinely like Julie when I talked to her and I figured I'd spend the day getting to know her. Ever hear the expression 'two's company, three's a crowd?' Well, there's some truth to it when you're dealing with potential sexual partners. I was thinking of spending the day talking to Julie, but I wasn't counting on Jeff thinking the same thing. Since Julie finds Jeff more attractive in a sexual way, I ended up being the squeaky third wheel.
She sat next to him on the Haunted Mansion ride with the only two people per car thing…and she squealed quite a bit, I might add. But I think it had more to do with Jeff holding her hand than her being scared. Anyway, she sat with him on the Haunted Mansion, the 'It's a Small World' ride, Pirates of the Caribbean, in between Jeff and me and the Country Bear Jamboree, next to him on the Tower of Terror, and so on and so forth. I can't understand why she kept saying for me to grab the seat behind them, or the seat on her other side. Wouldn't it be easier if they were just alone? I mean, I wouldn't mind. Sure I'm a bit jealous that I'm not getting much attention, but I'll blame Jeff and holler at him later. I would talk to Anna, but she seems pretty occupied with Averman at the moment. He's making her laugh.
I actually got to know Dwayne at the Country Bear Jamboree and Pirates of the Caribbean. He sat on my other side…ya know, the side Julie wasn't on. He tipped his cowboy hat, helped me in and out of the Pirates of the Caribbean boat, held the door to get inside the Country Bear Jamboree, and called me a 'pretty lady.' I was actually quite thrilled. He's sweet, a real gentleman. You don't find many of those in New York. Sure, Anthony, Chris, Matt, and Jeff are nice guys, but I doubt you could call any of them a gentleman. If I ask Matt to hold the door, he says 'hold it yourself,' and walks off…but that could be because he knows me and loves me like a sister and enjoys pissing me off and seeing me suffer. If some lady randomly asked him, I bet Matt would hold the door. He's kind to his grandmother, to us most of the time, and total strangers. Other than that, he doesn't really let it show too much. Yeah, but thinking about Matt is making me kind of sick, so back to Jeff and Julie. Isn't it interesting how thoughts work? One thing leads to another, and to another, and to another…oh right, Jeff and Julie.
We're at MGM now, hunting for Lex and Fred. We're a mass of people just walking calling out 'Lex' or 'Fred' every so often. The others want dinner and we can't find those two and we can't leave without them. I am, of course, walking on Julie's other side, listening to her and Jeff flirt shamelessly. Fulton, I think his name is, is walking on my other side.
"They should have angel punch bowls at weddings that pee liquor," Jeff was saying. Where the hell did this conversation come from? I was only lost in my thoughts for five minutes, and before they were talking about frogs! From the look on Fulton next to me, he's listening and wondering the same thing.
"Tasteful," Julie giggles, "but I don't think the angels would really be pleased."
"Why not?" Jeff asks.
"Well, would you want someone sucking off you for your liquor?" Julie asks, having really no idea how dirty she sounds to people passing by with little children.
"Hey, if someone's sucking off me, I'm not complaining," Jeff says. Julie giggles again.
A mother hurries past our teenage mass (particularly Fulton, me, Jeff, and Julie), covering her daughter's ears. The girl looks to be about five. The mother was saying, "Typical teenage boy. I'm so glad I have a girl, what a dirt bag that one is, talking about things like that in public, in Disney World of all places, with all young, innocent children around…"
Fulton catches my eye and we both nearly die laughing. Jeff and Julie can't figure out what's so funny.
"For…get…it," I pant, leaning on Fulton for support, and wiping tears of mirth out of my eyes.
"There you two are!" Charlie says from ahead. "We've been looking all over for you!" I look up and see Lex and Fred making their way from the exit of some ride. They're both laughing, but when Lex sees the look on Cee's face (and it's a murderous look, by the way), she stops. But I have a sneaky suspicion that Cee was glaring at Fred more than Lex.
"We've just been going through the rides and stuff," Lex says quickly. "Sorry if you guys couldn't find us."
"We want diner," Luis says. "Lex, where can we eat?"
"Why does everyone look to me? Why doesn't anyone ask Matt, or Anna, or Jeff?" Lex asks. "Jeff's not helpless, he can do things for himself."
Hmm, should I? I look at Fulton as if to ask, and he nods, grinning.
"He's too busy talking dirty with Julie!" I call. Fulton and I both laugh again as Jeff throws us an evil look and Julie blushes. Jeff's going to kill me later, where there are no witnesses.
"Oh, well in that case…Jeff, tell me about it later," says Lex, grinning. Jeff shoots her an icy glare and Lex continues. "So dinner…hmm, well, let's go find some place to eat."
The restaurant we chose was a small one called the 50's Prime Time Cafe. It's a place where we eat in the kitchen of our favorite 50's sitcom and watch TV clips from the shows.
Fulton and I sat down next to each other, and I notice Julie and Jeff take the seats on the other end of the table. It's probably safer for them to talk down there without Fulton and me eavesdropping and then telling everyone the embarrassing things they'd said later.
Fulton and I consulted the menu and decided on the same thing: a cheeseburger, hold the onions, with a chocolate milkshake. Everyone orders, and the waitress asks what 50's TV clip we'd like to watch.
"I Love Lucy," Fulton and I spit out at once, before anyone else can get a word in edgewise.
The waitress smiles and says, "A classic." She puts on the episode where Lucy does the Vitameatavegamin commercial.
"I love this episode!" Fulton says to me.
"Me too! I practically know it by heart!" I exclaim.
"Really! Me too!" he says excitedly. Then he says, "Do you pop out at parties?"
And I answer, "Are you unpoopular?"
We both crack up laughing, while everyone else is giving us funny looks. Portman especially looks annoyed, but I see this as an added bonus. He was being a jerk before. I glance at the boy next to me. I genuinely like this guy sitting next to me. Maybe Julie has actually done me a favor by sitting with Jeff. I may get to know this guy instead. I think me and Fulton Reed might get along.
As the episode continues and we recite the lines, everyone around us is getting more and more annoyed.
"SHUT-UP BOTH OF YOU! WE'D LIKE TO HEAR THE EPISODE FOR OURSELVES, THANKS!" Goldberg finally roars.
Fulton and I look at each other, and we laugh again. Yeah, I think we're gonna get along just fine.