Everyone: Chapter 13! Dun dun dun! Me: Yes, the thirteenth chapter, we had a fun time writing it. Yes I said 'we', they are now muscling in on the writing, even thought they're poets! The Society: NEAH! Me: Whatever, did anyone notice I'm updating on a week day! Good Lord! What happened? And who knew Rob could cook? He made this awesome home made mac and cheese. Lord, it's good! Charlie: I'll second that! Danny: Me too! Rob: Guys, please don't tell anyone my mom made me take cooking classes. Me: Too late! Chris's boy is gonna be prime boyfriend material, you do know most women would kill for a guy who can cook, right? Rob: WAH! Me: Oh, suck it up. Mom: Who made the mess in the kitchen? Me: You did clean up, didn't you Rob? Rob: No… Mom: What the hell, why is there CHEESE on the CEILING! Me: Did you let my brother help! Rob: Yes…
Now I have to speed time forward a few weeks for our story to continue. It was now but with a week left to Christmas that we had ('we' meaning about every girl in the school) managed to bend the administration to let us out into the town to do some badly needed Christmas shopping. With teachers already attempting to cram for mid terms and trying to keep us on schedule otherwise, I don't have much to relate to you for not much of it constitutes importance. All that really happened was Geoff caught some bug and spent a day vomiting, Anderson and Sean received detentions, and I got a B on that Chem. paper.
So, here we are but a week to Christmas. As teachers attempted to keep up with us, it became apparent how many of the mentioned girls had acquired boyfriends within the school or had them at home. I was not only asked by a total of fourteen different girls if I thought something was a good gift idea for their guy, but I was also queried as to what I was getting mine. This led to the poor girl who had asked getting her head bitten off promptly by me. Sabs was forced to pull me back, she also had to inquire as to why the comment had set me off so. I clammed up quickly.
Sabs and I preferred to stay away from the main crowd as we hustled around the mall with our time limit on our heels. We had an hour and a half left to find something for everyone on our list. I'd already saved us the time of waiting in the gift wrap line by simply purchasing the supplies to do so at the CVS. We were going over who our list consisted of as we neared a department store. Sabrina had her twin siblings, her father, her mother, and a few of her friends. I had Mom, Dad, Theo and my grandparents. And myself, I always get myself something. Sabrina disapproved of this, of course, but nonetheless accepted it as just a 'Charlie thing' as she called all of my other interesting traits.
She also asked if we should get them, you know who I mean, something. I snorted derisively, asking her what on earth we could possibly get them.
"You should at least know what Rob would like," Sabs said, "He was your roommate."
"That's not my fault!" I commented. "Now, let's do the siblings."
We grabbed a Barbie and some Matchbox Cars for Lola and Kyle. Theo was tougher, but I just got him one of those kits with the car that looks real when you finish. I know he doesn't come off as a person with enough patience for one of those, but he enjoys them so easy is as easy does. Next were our mothers. Sabs and I just stopped at the homemade candies store and prayed that it wouldn't be found out that they had both received the same thing: a pound of chocolates. For my dad, it was a quick stop at the book store for a new tome on musical theory whilst Sabrina perused the electronics store across the way for her own. For my grandparents, I found my grandfather something meant for golfing, I couldn't quite understand what kind of scope it was, for grandma, a new sweater on sale at the Macy's. Sabs had picked up some trinkets along the way for her friends. I had made Kelly's gift months in advance, so I was safe. But still we were once again presented with that question; should we get something for our fellow Society members?
With forty five minutes left, we found ourselves at a music store. Our previous purchases in bags we walked in to see if there was anything that might work. I found something perfect that we would all enjoy. There was huge box of eight track tapes on clearance. A dollar apiece, an opportunity not to be missed. Sabrina and I pooled our money on the spot, and having still fifteen dollars left between us, we bought ten dollars worth, not really checking to see what the titles were. The remaining five dollars were spent on cheeseburgers and fries, a well deserved meal of real food before heading back.
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I was wrapping things that night (it had been a Saturday) when there was a tapping on the door. I exchanged glances with Sabrina, wondering who it could possibly be. I cracked the door open slightly and let some of the light seep out into the hall. Anderson's face appeared in the thin solid slip of light. I rolled my eyes and opened the door all of the way.
"What?" I asked.
"We're having a meeting in two hours." He said in an infuriating tone. I don't know how he pulled off, but I'm sure you've met someone who can get under you skin with just a word. I slapped his shoulder and sent him on his way before he was caught. I closed the door and went back to putting the paper on the boxes. Sabs was holding a self satisfied smile on her face. I put up with it for a few minutes before I just had to know what put it there.
"You're not going to like what I'm going to say." She answered mysteriously.
"Try me."
"You're so touchy on the whole boyfriend issue because so many of your friends are guys it makes you think differently of them and you can't stand that." she said in rapid fire.
"No way. You're losing your mind over there Meeks. Now help find the eight tracks, I know they're somewhere in this mess." I stated in rebuttal. She still kept that smile, but said nothing as we dug through the chaos of the wrapping paper for the Poet's gift.
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We were definitely going slowly tonight. There was about seven inches of snow on the ground and besides being a hindrance, we were definitely going to be wet later. I had a backpack slung over my shoulder with matches and the tapes in it. Rob, having been a Boy Scout and therefore being terribly good at being prepared, had made a store of dry firewood in the cave so we would be warm later on. Like now.
Snow had seeped through the mouth of the cave and we brought more in with us after we skittered across the semi-frozen stream. I say semi-frozen because Anderson's weight was enough to crack the ice, send him swimming and us trying to pick a clean way across as he had been first. I encountered some mild water at the end, merely soaking my left foot.
Rob, Sean, Geoff and Neil attempted a fire. Rob was the one who actually knew what he was doing, the other three were all too eager to help. Once Overstreet had policed their enthusiasm, there was a nice toasty fire going. Neil had the book for safekeeping this time and read, but of course, the opening statement. After that, we sat in silence, warming up to the fire. Then Sean brought out his eight track player; 'Sweet Emotion' began playing.
"Don't you own anything else?" questioned Danny.
"Nope." Sean answered. "This is it."
"Then shut it off."
Sean began to put it away. I reached for the bag; Sabs nodded.
"Hey guys, in honor of the holiday season, we got you a little something." I said as I brought the tapes out. "You like?"
They positively pounced on them. It was mainly rock and roll, things that pleased the hordes. But one, well, it made Sabs very happy and the rest of us a little wierded out by how happy it made her.
"You bought the soundtrack to Grease, you ninnies." Said Danny tossing one back to Sabs who grabbed it.
"Sweet!" she exclaimed. "That is the best movie in all of HISTORY! Danny is so freaking…hot?" She stumbled for words, finally remembering that there was a Danny among our group. He blinked dumbly at her, not sure whether he should take it as a compliment or ask what the hell she meant. It was Anderson to the rescue, or not.
"I remember that movie! My brother was supposed to take me to see something with him and his girlfriend, I wound up watching the movie, though I hated it, was certainly better than watching them play tonsil touchdown-
There was a mutual chorus of, "TOO MUCH INFORMATION!"
"I know you brother!"
"How old were they?"
"Why did you have to mention that?"
"Oh, shut up. Anyways, the main character's name is Danny, right?"
"Oh," Dan said "Whatever, I cou-
Everyone's thoughts were interrupted by Sabrina putting the soundtrack on and forcing us to put up with it well into the night. The guys picked up 'Greased Lightening' pretty fast, go figure, a song about a car. Sabrina made us all want to put her out of her misery when she was singing 'You're the One That I Want'. I had the good mind to put Steely Dan (lord what was with that name that night!) before we all really did kill her. I settled into a corner and dozed off, as luck would have it. I was awoken by Geoff who graciously helped me to my feet and pointed me towards the exit.
Charlie: Dru's in really big trouble at the moment, and so is Rob over the whole cheese on the ceiling thing. Rob let her little brother, Kris, help and he started flicking the sauce at the ceiling. So it's a really big mess in there. Me: ((runs in, slams the door behind her and locks it)) Oh my god, Rob is DEAD when I get my hands on him! Charlie: Well, at least things couldn't get worse…right? Me: My mom knows your all here, you don't have to live in the closet anymore. You, Sabs and me are gonna share my room- Charlie: Whoop. Me: The guys get the basement and you're all going to school with me, which means you need some new duds. Charlie: YAY! Can we go to that Hot Topic store you're always raving about? Me: I guess…just borrow some of my clothes and we can get going. Charlie: ((rummages through the dresser and closet, she puts on boot cut Levi's, a black T, Dru's favorite black jacket with all the patches on it and Dru's combat boots)) And we are ready to roll! Me: Yeah, we have to go find all the others, you ALL need some new stuff. Charlie: Can I get an iPod! Me: I don't think so. Danny: Let's go! Me: Sabs, babe, hurry UP! Sabrina: Do you own anything that's not black, red or purple? Me: Nope. Hurry up! Sabrina: ((borrows a purple T and black pants, she sticks to her regular shoes)) Coming! Rob, Charlie, Geoff, Danny, Sean, Anderson and Me: About time! Me: We know the drill right? The Society: We're not related, we're a group of friends, Sabrina and Danny are dating- Sabrina and Danny: Hell yeah! The Society: And no speaking to anyone from D-R until our first day there. Me: Yeah, now let's shop!