Elliot appeared in the door way. I admit a part of me was laughing in
Sean's face right
now, but I was really glad to see her. Took my mind off my worries for a while... and
then, she spoke.
"Oh JD! I was so worried! Are you okay? How do you feel?" Elliot said rushing to my
side.
"Oh, I'm fine," I said trying to be modest, "my head just hurts a little."
"Let me look at it." She said.
By this time I had already had about 5 people look at that stupid bump on my head, but I
let her look anyway. Jeez, she smells good. How do girls do that? I think it's the soap.
Men are sabotaged from the minute we step in the shower.
"Well, it doesn't look like you did any major damage."
"We can only hope."
Silence.
"I'm really glad you're okay, JD."
"Thanks, Elliot."
"No, I mean it JD, when I heard what had happened I... well, I don't, I don't know what I
would have done if it had been serious, and we still don't know anything yet."
I took a hold of her hand.
"It's okay, Elliot." Now I'm comforting her?
"You know me better than anyone you know?"
"Even better than Sean?"
"Of course! He's only brushed the surface with me!"
"Maybe I should warn him." I smiled. She hit me. "You know me better too. Than
anyone." This was leading to something, I could tell. Should I tell her how I feel?
"Really?" (How could she act
"Yeah, I, uh... well," My mouth was beginning to swell. Tell her! Tell her! She will have
pity on you because you are on your death bed!
"What is it JD?"
It was dead silent. This was my chance. Would I take it? Just then Turk appeared in the
doorway.
"Hey man. Am I interrupting something."
now, but I was really glad to see her. Took my mind off my worries for a while... and
then, she spoke.
"Oh JD! I was so worried! Are you okay? How do you feel?" Elliot said rushing to my
side.
"Oh, I'm fine," I said trying to be modest, "my head just hurts a little."
"Let me look at it." She said.
By this time I had already had about 5 people look at that stupid bump on my head, but I
let her look anyway. Jeez, she smells good. How do girls do that? I think it's the soap.
Men are sabotaged from the minute we step in the shower.
"Well, it doesn't look like you did any major damage."
"We can only hope."
Silence.
"I'm really glad you're okay, JD."
"Thanks, Elliot."
"No, I mean it JD, when I heard what had happened I... well, I don't, I don't know what I
would have done if it had been serious, and we still don't know anything yet."
I took a hold of her hand.
"It's okay, Elliot." Now I'm comforting her?
"You know me better than anyone you know?"
"Even better than Sean?"
"Of course! He's only brushed the surface with me!"
"Maybe I should warn him." I smiled. She hit me. "You know me better too. Than
anyone." This was leading to something, I could tell. Should I tell her how I feel?
"Really?" (How could she act
"Yeah, I, uh... well," My mouth was beginning to swell. Tell her! Tell her! She will have
pity on you because you are on your death bed!
"What is it JD?"
It was dead silent. This was my chance. Would I take it? Just then Turk appeared in the
doorway.
"Hey man. Am I interrupting something."