AN: New Chapter. Yay. This one is dedicated and tributed to Gregsgirl4ever I love you girl! You make me smile. And I used you nicknames, see. I liked them a whole lot. Espically Sara's!Enoy!
The others in the Nerd Squad had the very good sense to keep their mouths shut and not ask Nick about Angelica. Days passed with little out of the ordinary to call attention to them. School went on as normal and everything fell back into patter.
The pattern was disrupted momentarily when Fredy called them all, breathless on the phone.
"Spit it out," Greg demanded.
"Henry was found guilty," Fredy said.
The was much celebrating over this, much cheer and happiness. The Nerd Squad set up to meet at the park, on the sports field. Though a series or lying, mostly telling their parents that they were sleeping over at Greg's house, they all managed to meat at the field just as the lights were going on.
Fredy was walking unsteadily on his prosthetic legs. Catherine was the first to get there after Fredy and nearly tackled him as she hugged him. Everyone else's greetings pretty much went like that as well.
They did turn it into a party. Sara and Kiley brought caramel candies and gummy candies and any other kind of candy. Archie, Greg and Nick brought chips. Warrick and Cassy brought soda. Catherine stole a 12 pack of beer and a bottle of wine from her mother. Fredy brought nothing, but that was okay. He brought the reason for their cheer.
"You can drink soda," Sara told Kiley, taking the can of beer out of her sister's hand.
"Filthy hypocrite,' Kiley mutter, gesturing to the can Sara had taken for herself. Sara sneered at her sister and tossed the can to Nick, who caught it. She smiled smugly at Kiley who glared. Kiley took another can and opened it.
"Kiley," Sara warned. Kiley tipped the can up and took a long drink.
Sara looked ready to tackle her sister. Greg put a hand on her shoulder.
"Stop being so protective," Greg said. "Stop worrying and being so tense. We're supposed to be celebrating."
Sara sighed but she laid off.
The group was loud and joking for a while. As it grew later in the night and the food supplies dwindled, they got a little quieter.
Eventually they ended up laying in the grass of the field, looking up at the sky. They were quite, everyone looking up, looking at the stars, the little pinpricks of light that sort of bleed together. They were spread roughly in a circle, their shoulders all touching.
"Hey," Archie said suddenly.
The was a collective murmuring of "Uh hm?"
I think we should create nicknames for each other," he said. He sounded pretty excited at the idea.
"Nicknames," Cassy questioned.
"Yeah. You know, names that aren't your real name but you call each other anyway," Archie said.
"I know what nicknames are, I'm not stupid," Cassy snapped.
"Well, you are a girl so, one could argue," Greg muttered. Unfortunately he was laying next to Cassy and got hit on the head by both Cassy and Sara on his other side.
"Like dog-breath and butt-face," Catherine questioned Archie.
"No," Archie protested. "Cool nicknames, nice ones. But I think they should all have something in common because we're all such great friends."
"Well there's nine of us," Greg stated. "What about the nine dwarfs."
"There's seven dwarfs you idiot," Catherine pointed out.
"Nuh uh," Greg said. "Sleepy, Happy, Dopey, Grumpy, Sneezy, Bashful, Doc and..." he trailed off. "I know there's two more."
"Cassy and Kiley," Greg shouted suddenly, causing bother girls to launch themselves at him. Greg started laughing loudly.
"Besides, that's not very original," Cassy said after wacking Greg a couple times.
"And you're all about originality aren't you Cassy," Catherine taunted.
"Shut up," Cassy snapped.
They all dropped into a silent state of meditation for a few moments.
"How about Dawn-mist," Warrick said. There was another moment of silent.
"I like it," Nick declared. "It fits Catherine."
"Well then there's Catherine's nickname," Archie declared. Catherine smiled and kissed Warrick lightly.
"Let's use a like time sort of thing and then a form of rain or snow or something," Catherine said. There were mutters of agreement.
"But their aren't that many," Greg pointed out.
"They'll be enough," Catherine said. "Night, morning, midmorning, dusk, dawn, twilight, midnight, noon, evening," Catherine said.
"That's nine already," Warrick pointed out.
"I want midnight, " Sara declared.
"Then I get Twilight," Kiley said quickly.
There was a flurry of speech and muttering where everyone claimed a time word.
"Alright," Archie said finally, once this was done. "Brainstorming again. Rain, snow, that sort of thing."
"Snow, sleet, hail, just plain rain, fog, frost, drizzle," Catherine said. "One more.
"How about storm," Fredy added.
"Okay so Catherine's Dawn-mist," Archie declared
"Twilight-frost," Kiley declared herself.
"It fits," Greg told her, and he was only half-joking. Kiley glared at him but he just grinned.
"How about Morning-fog for you Greg," Fredy suggested. Greg shrugged and nodded.
"That fits too," Kiley stated. She was upset when this didn't have the desired effect on Greg and he just kept grinning.
"Evening-rain," Warrick spoke up, ans they all agreed to that.
"I like that," Catherine declared. "Evening-rain. Very sexy."
Warrick laughed slight. "Your names sexy too. Dawn-mist." He leaned in and kissed her.
"Ahh," Greg exclaimed loudly. "The sappy...sweet...romance...ahh...tun it off, turn it off," Greg shouted, putting a hand over his eyes for emphasis. He feel back on the ground both laughing and trying to pretend he was dead.
"Shut up Greg," Kiley said. "You're a filthy hypocrite too."
"Can I be Midmorning-storm," Fredy asked. They all agreed to that.
"How about Dusk-sleet, Cassy," Archie asked. Cassy considered and nodded.
"How about Noon-drizzle for you Archie," Cassy asked. Archie grinned and nodded.
"So who's left," Archie asked.
"Just me and Sara," Nick stated.
"Nightlyhail," Nick declared.
"Which leaves Midnight-snow for you Sara," Archie stated. Sara shrugged. In truth she liked that nickname.
"That was cool Archie, the whole idea," Cassy stated as they all lay back down again and stared at the sky and the stars. There were mummers of agreement.
"Midnight-snow," Sara muttered softly. Only Greg heard her. He squeezed her hand in a reassuring way.
For Sara, the names seemed to hold some hidden meaning, like some sort of prophecy. Especially her name.
Greg seemed to sense this, understand what was going on in his girlfriends head. At least a little bit.
"Midnight-snow," Sara said softly again. This time Greg didn't hear her.
"Midnight-snow," she muttered again, staring up at the sky, like she could get some answer from the stars.
