Chapter Six
Tommy restlessly shifted to the other side of his musty cot. The prickly fabric was enough to irritate him to death, but he tried to block the uncomfortable feeling out of his mind. Right now, his mind was locked on other business. His thoughts shifted to his dearest friends Lil and Kimi-and his sudden emotions towards them.
He had a nauseating feeling that Bridget liked him, although he endeavored to wedge that horrifying thought out of his mind. She was a tease, and she wasn't the girl Tommy had spent endless hours dreaming about. She was possibly Phil's or Chuckie's reverie, but she didn't suit sensible Tommy. He grasped his camera carefully and daydreamed about the endless possibilities that could chronicle his life.
Tommy believed Lil and Kimi were both incredible girls. He just wavered when it came to them-it was nearly unfeasible to make a decision. He loved Lil for her elegant sophistication and Kimi for her upbeat personality and charming ways. He had spent endless hours nestling up next to Kimi, and many occasions he had completed endearing conversations with Lil.
But his heart was torn. In one instance, he strived for Kimi's constant companionship. But he also desired to be Lil's lover in a different heap. It was chaos-his hormones were peddling once again, churning his stomach unnervingly. He yanked the memorandum that Bridget had scribbled to him this afternoon. It translated:
Dearest Tommy,
I would like to get to know you better. Really, you seem like a fascinating and exhilarating person! If you're attracted into getting to know me, convene with me at the docks, right near the cabins. Arrive at midnight. Lots of love!
XOXO,
Bridget
At Midnight…
Tommy had yet to conclude who his heart belonged to. He had little interest in Bridget, but hadn't seen the damage in going to visit her. He strolled jadedly over to the wooden planks, and scoped his horizons for Bridget. She suddenly emerged strikingly, clothed in a slinky silk dress. She sauntered over to Tommy.
"I know you want me," Bridget sexily articulated, gazing into Tommy's blue eyes.
"I don't want you. I just want to know why you called me here," Tommy announced.
"Tommy, can't you see? Can't you see how we're meant to be together? I'm a rich heiress-you're a striving filmmaker. We're total opposites, which makes me all the while more attracted to you," Bridget divulged, innocently.
"I don't care if you've got an entire island worth of cash. I don't feel anything for you, Bridget, and you have to understand that!" Tommy helplessly explained, attempting to stride off the dock. Bridget clang tightly to his arm.
"Tommy! Just listen for once and stop being so damn arrogant and stubborn! Can't you face the facts? Lil and Kimi aren't even in our league. But me, I'm the woman every man imagines of," Bridget declared.
"Just leave me alone!" He cried, but before he could say anymore, Bridget rapidly tried to pull Tommy into a kiss. But before their tender lips could meet, Tommy pulled back abruptly and struck Bridget rigidly against the face.
"What the hell was that for? I never imagined a gentleman like you could do such a ludicrous thing!" Bridget shouted.
"Well guess what Bridget? I don't care about your money, your ridiculous looks, or your egotistical attitude!" Tommy declared, rambling off into the distance.
"Just watch Tommy Pickles! I will situate an enhanced replacement for you!" Bridget called back. She had her perfect replacement in mind to make Tommy jealous-and that was, naturally, Chuckie Finster!