I have no idea why I started this back up, possibly in light of the new season? Who knows, but I like it.
xoxo Jules
Chapter 7: "But god bless the child that's got his own"
Meg walked through the kitchen of Roxannes apartment and opened the freezer?
"What flavor Popsicle do you want?" Meg asked Sam and Roxanne. Roxanne was sitting on her couch painting her nails and Sam was watching something on TV.
"I'm good!" Roxanne said
"Um, is there any orange?" Sam asked
"Yeah!" Meg said tossing it across the room to him "I got the same flavor." She said smiling at Sam who smiled back in return.
"Ugh, you guys, take it in the other room!" Roxanne said rolling her eyes standing up.
"Where are you going?" Meg asked
"Luke is being a slave driver and making me do double shifts at the Vinyl Crocodile."
"Do you want us to go?" Sam asked
"No, it's cool, my mom's working all night, it doesn't matter if you're here. I'll be home by eleven." Roxanne said walking out. "Toodles!" She added jokingly.
Meg bounced over to the couch next to Sam.
"So what's going on with you?" Meg asked "You've been really quite this afternoon."
"It's nothing." Sam said taking hold of her hand before unwrapping his Popsicle.
"I'm not buying it, tell me what's going on." Meg said becoming concerned. "Did someone find out about us?"
"No, nothing like that." Sam assured her. "Nathan got drafted."
"Wow." Meg said sitting back on the couch. "So what is he going to do?"
"I donno, right now there don't seem to be a way out of it." Sam said "Besides running to Canada that is."
Meg sat cross legged on the couch and faced Sam.
"It's so crazy."
"What is?" He asked
"War and all of that." Meg said. "Think about it, if we're going at this rate right now where are we going to be in 30 years! What kind of world will our kids be growing up in?"
"Our kids?" Sam said laughing
Meg shoved him in the shoulder playfully.
"Oh you know what I mean. Besides," Meg said shrugging "in order for us to have kids anyway people would have to accept us."
"I don't get how people can be so stupid. We're no different than a black couple or a white couple."
"I know, we've been going out for six months now and can't tell anyone. Now how is that fair?" Meg said crossing her hands over her chest.
"Think about it like this. We're stronger than a lotta other people. We've been to hell and back in order to be together."
Meg nodded understanding.
"It's going to be different one day, it has to be…" Meg said "I wish we could go to the end of the year dance together." Meg said
"I completely forgot about that." Sam said putting his head in hands.
"What do you think that we should do?" Meg asked
"I have no idea." Sam confessed.
"I mean, it shouldn't be a big deal, black people dance with white people on bandstand…"
Sam took a deep breath.
"I don't know Meg, I don't think it's a good idea. I am leaving East Catholic this year, but you still have another one. If you go there with me nobody will ever forget it." Sam pointed out
"I don't care what they think. If it makes you feel more comfortable we can tell them that we are just going as friends." Meg said.
"I'll think about it." Sam responded.
He wanted to go to the dance with Meg. He wanted everyone to know that she was his girl… but he didn't want to make things harder for her then they had to be… Life was complicated.
What do you think? Please review! Also AD writers post more in this section, its looking a little slow around this place. I'm going to keep going to get something going in this section, PLEASE review and let me know what you think.
What will Meg and Sam do about the dance?
xoxo Jules