Ok guys another chapter. Sorry I held off on putting it up, it's just that im getting ready to go on vacation for a week. If nothing goes wrong you will also get another chapter for Friday night. H J, if I can't get this chapter up in time will you tell them on your story reviews for me?
Chapter 18
At 7:30 pm Adam met Joan in front of her house. The plane was due to leave at 11:30 that night, and Joan had no concept of packing what so ever. She insisted on two giant suitcases that were barely closed, (one of which was held shut with two giant rubber bands stretching horizontally across the suitcase) and a carryon bag that Adam was sure would have to be checked.
"What all are you bringing Jane? You do know we are only going to be gone a week don't you?" Adam asked casually as if he were just curious and not trying to get her to dispense of some of it.
"Yes silly, I only have enough for a week" Joan answered in a perky upbeat tone treating the trip as a vacation rather than an obligation.
"Jane do you think you can fit some of your stuff into my bag?"
"No way!" she laughed, "Your bag wouldn't hold one days worth of my clothes."
"Well if you want, so you don't have to carry so much we can go to the laundry mat. Adam said still trying not to make Joan mad.
Joan took the advice and kissed Adam.
"I'll just take the one bag and a carryon."
"Ok thank you." Adam said.
Joan started up again. "And ill get to put more in your bag."
He smiled. "Fine." He said pushing his hair back in mild frustration.
"In 4 hours their plane had taken off.
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Grace, unlike Luke, stopped at the unemployment office first to find a job. She wanted to see what kinds of jobs were available and what they paid without having to go to a million places. Whereas Luke was more interested in finding a job in the science field.
Grace was given a list of locations based on her experience to go check out.
She hadn't expected much, her only job being close to six years before at a dinner.
After stopping at many fast food restaurants she came upon the last place on her list. Her last hopes for the day rested in a little family place called Ivanhoe's. She went in expecting it to be like the fast food grease factories before it, but to her surprise it was not. A girl named Jayden greeted her. Grace asked for an application.
Jayden started laughing hysterically.
At this Grace got angry and turned toward the door.
The girl stopped her. "Wait, Wait. I'm not laughing at you, I'm laughing because this place has been "out of applications" since I started working here."
"Oh Grace said still a little irritated.
"I'm Jayden."
"Grace" she responded back.
"So, do you still want to work here, or did I scare you off?"
Grace decided to play a little game too.
"Um no im with the sanitation department."
Grace watched as the girl went pale. "I'll get the manager."
"No, I am just kidding. I do want the job."
"Oh great! The girl livened up instantly. You scared me!"
"I know." Grace said with a laugh. Grace liked Jayden. She was somewhat serious, and seemed to have a good personality. She was like Joan. Grace chuckled to herself at the thought of her being like Joan. What were the odds?
"So, how do I go about getting this job? Grace asked.
"Oh I'll get the manager."
When the man came out Grace felt two feet tall, literally. He looked to be about 7"3, and he was old! She laughed to herself wondering if her was a former basketball player living in Indiana and all.
"So, Ye want a job eh?" The man asked with a grin.
"Yeah, if one's available I do. Grace laughed.
"Good, ye start today."
"Huh, now?"
"Yup, come back behind the counter and I'll have Jayden here show ye the ropes."
Jayden looked at her boss puzzled.
"Well Jaden, go ahead." Then with nothing else said he disappeared into a back room.
"Is he Irish?" Grace asked chuckling.
"I...don't think so... I've never heard him talk like that before. Jayden and Grace laughed.
Grace knew she was going to like her knew job.
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Luke on the other hand wasn't having his girlfriends luck. He couldn't find a single place he thought could use his mind.
One guy he had talked to even told him "Kids your age have no mind, they have energy and pimples instead."
Luke was about to comment back when he realized the man was trailing a group of old retirees out for a day of fun and sun.
He finally found himself in the Lowe's parking lot. With one last deep breath he headed inside hoping that if he couldn't invent great things, that he could at least sell great inventions.
After he was hired, little to his surprise he found himself pushing carts back and forth in the parking lot.
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After Grace and Luke met up at their hotel they told each other about their new jobs.
"Well, its a little family restaurant, and I can actually stand the people there! Plus I get 8.50 an hour."
"Hmm, you get along with the other employees? Sounds to good to be true."
"Probably is, but I'm willing to bet it's not." Grace laughed.
"Oh willing to bet huh, bet what?"
"How about our first pay checks." she teased.
Luke laughed. "I don't want your money."
"Oh yeah?" Then what?"
Luke laughed embarrassed to bring up a subject he knew she always avoided.
"You know... "Luke said leaning against the wall scratching his head.
"Grace continued to smile despite what he was implying. "Noo... "She deliberately played dumb.
"Grace!"
"What? You brought it up, if you want something ask, don't try and make me say it for you."
"Fine, if I win the bet, will you sleep with me?"
"You're joking right?" Grace' s smile went away with the end of the sentence.
"Why? He asked.
A: You know I'm not ready for that yet and B: "Will you sleep with me?" Luke that sounds like your picking up a hooker!"
"Grace, I didn't mean it to sound that way!"
"Why would you bring it up?" She was getting upset.
Luke saw this. "I don't know. I just thought... We've been together for 4 years."
"I don't want to talk about this." She said as she headed towards the kitchen area.
He grabbed her arm.
"Why? He said.
She yanked her arm away. Because I don't! She yelled.
He saw that she was really upset.
Grace I'm sorry he said as he pulled her into him. I didn't mean to upset you.
She shook her head. "I just don't want to be forced into something I'm not ready for, it reminds me too much of before."
Luke closed his eyes and took a deep breath as he held her. He knew she meant when Mitch had tried to take advantage of her.
"I would never make you do anything Grace, I would never hurt you, you know that."
"I know." She said in a whisper. She felt more comfortable now that Luke was holding her.
He kissed the top of her head and she looked up and smiled.
"Tell me about you job." She said changing the subject.
"Well," Luke said grinning.
"I hate it."
Grace laughed. "How is it possible for me to like my job and for you to hate yours. Thats crazy!"
"Well, maybe because you get to talk to decent people in a restaurant and I get to push carts in all day long in the hot sun. By myself!"
"Hey! Dipping out ice-cream is hard work!"
"He was laughing so hard he was crying because of her seriousness."
"Yeah Grace...(He could hardly control his laughter to finish) I bet it's hard for you to dip out ice-cream. Every other scoop probably goes in your mouth. If I was your manager there is no way an ice-cream fanatic like you would be serving it. I remember the time I brought home a quart of ice-cream and went back to get chocolate syrup and when I got back it was gone."
"Shut up." She laughed coming up with a comment about his job.
"Well, why do they let you push carts in? You are barely big enough to budge them."
"We would be better for each others jobs." He laughed. "You hate talking to people, and like ice-cream far too much, and I hate being alone, and yeah I barely can move the carts when they are all together. Go figure"
"Well, (She said leaning against him on the couch) we can work on our faults. I can work on my social skills and you can work on you muscles." She smiled staring up at him from her spot on his chest. He kissed her and she kissed him back. Then he pulled away.
"Are you sick? He asked.
"No why?"
"Well, I know you've seen Spiderman because I made you watch it. Did you not realize we were just kissing backwards just like that?"
"So... she said with a grin."
"You also just said we could work on our faults! You're an anarchist! You don't work on your own! You patronize others about theirs!"
"He gave up trying to argue when he saw her bright eyes.
"Hey Peter Parker." she smiled. "Are you going to continue to correct me or are you going to take advantage of my good mood?"
"How good of a mood?" He laughed.
"Good enough of a mood to get you back on five minute make out sessions if your not careful." She said with a sly smile which told him she was both aware of his teasing, but that she also mean's what she said.
"We wouldn't want that." He said as he started kissing her.
"No we wouldn't." she pulled away momentarily to say.
Just before their lips connected again the phone rang.
"Hello?" Grace said.
Ok well that's the end of this chapter. I should have another by Friday. That is if I get some reviews. Otherwise youll wait until im back from vacation and ready to start back up again. Lol I'm slow at updating anyways lol imagine how long it would be!
