The sounds of The Veils 'Lavina' enveloped the four walled cubicle. The room was dim except for the rice lamp that gave a source of light next to the bed. Peyton and Brooke had stuck around for dinner but departed shortly after to get to their own humble abodes. Now alone Jill sat on her bed jotting down a new piece in her sketchbook. She had already finished all of her homework, as usual in record time, and was passing the hours before bed time. Being alone in her spacious house, she blasted up her speakers sure no one would complain.
Listening to her rock and drawing away she didn't noticed the phone ring. It took a good couple of rings until she actually differentiated it's ring from the music. Turning down her speakers she looked at her phone screen.
She smiled.
"In love yet?"
Nathan laughed, "what?"
"I'm just kidding, how was the date? you have to tell me everything, from beginning to end."
"You're a nosy one aren't you?"
"Damn straight," she giggled.
He couldn't help but laugh back, "okay okay you got me. Let's see," he had already reached home and was comfortable in the confinement of his bed, "we went to watch a movie and then grabbed a bite to eat after."
"Hmm," she was still drawing, "typical date, what did you guys watch?"
"The Sisterhood of The Travelling Pants."
Jill stopped what she was doing and burst into a fit of laughter. It was uncontrollable, she laughed until her stomach hurt.
"Are you making fun of me?" He grinned.
"I'm sorry," she wiped away a laugh tear, "it's just wow, that's a pretty girlie movie," she started laughing again, "and you watched it."
"Hey! I let her pick and she chose it, I couldn't rebuttle. Come on give me some points for being a gentleman and keeping myself together throughout the whole movie."
"Okay okay I'm sorry. You get brownie points for that one and the movie isn't so bad."
"Want to bet?"
"No, I'll take your word for it," she sat back up leaning against her head board, "where'd you guys eat?"
"Well more like where'd I eat. We went to the restaurant on the pier called 'Foie Gras', and it was basically me eating. Bevin only had a bread stick."
"Cheerleaders diet?"
"I guess, I don't know. It's weird cause I hate it when I'm the only one eating and the other person just sits there watching you eat. It's pretty akward."
"Yeah I know what you mean," she sighed as her shading stick scratched the cardboard sheet, "so when's the next date?"
He remembered Lucas' advice to just be honest.
"About that," he looked out the window, "today wasn't a date."
"What? What do you mean?"
"You guys just thought it was, but it was just hanging out."
"Come again?" She was confused.
"I didn't see it as a date. I don't like Bevin."
"Why not? She's great."
"Yeah she is but she's not the girl I want."
She fell silent for a second as she shaded in her drawing.
"That's cool," she nodded, "don't worry you'll find that special girl someday."
"Yeah," he sighed, "someday," he fell silent for a bit but regained composure, "so what are you doing?"
"Drawing."
"And listening to Rock? I can hear it in the background, I'm surprised you even heard the phone ring at all. You pump that thing up to extreme."
"It couldn't have been that loud since I picked up didn't I?"
Nathan nodded, "you done the shit load of homework?"
"Yeah, finished about an hour ago."
"Everything?"
"Mhmm, it was easy."
"Wow," he mouthed the 'wow', "anyways how was your day today without me," he grinned.
She giggled, "Brooke and Peyton came over, we had a girl's pow wow. Everything you can name that girls could talk about, we covered in 3 hours."
"Was it that girlie of a moment?"
"If it was all up to Brooke we would have had full on manicures, pedicures, and a lifetime subscription to Cosmopolitain. But it was fun though."
"Sounds fun," he was being sarcastic.
"Hey! Are you making fun of our day? Because I will let you know Cosmopolitain has more to do than just making girls pretty, I'll tell you that right now."
"Okay okay," he laughed, "I believe you. Dropping subject now before I get a beating by you tomorrow. Speaking of tomorrow," he turned to his side, "you excited?"
"Mhmm I can't wait. It's going to be a blast. Did you remember to pick up your uniform today?"
"Yeah I picked it up," he smirked, "I still can't believe you talked me into it."
Nathan and Jill were walking in town searching for the local hardware store. Jill wanted to fix her bathroom sink but didn't want to drive all the way to RONA.
"Nathan I can't believe you don't know where the hardware store is," she huffed.
"Sorry, but like I told you before I don't really go to these places, my dad does."
Jill groaned. She and Nathan were walking up and down the streets of Tree Hill in search for a store they couldn't find.
"Aww buddy my feet hurt," she hopped on one foot as she massaged the other.
"That's what you get for wearing heels."
"How was I supposed to know we'd be walking a marathon. I mean I love walking but definitely not in these heels. God I hate these heels now," finally reaching her wits end she took them off and decided to walk bare feet.
"Jill are you crazy? You'll get glass on your feet if you're not careful."
"It beats wearing these evil shoes," she whined, "they hurt."
Nathan stopped, "okay hop on."
"Excuse me?"
"I don't want you to get hurt walking like a crazy bare foot woman and you said you can't wear those shoes any longer."
"Yeah?" Jill gave him a weirded out look.
"Yeah so I'm going to give you a piggy back."
"Are you serious?"
"Yeah," he bent over a little, "hurry before I change my mind and let you suffer."
Jill squealed, "okay okay I'm coming," she hopped on, "awww Nathan I love you, you know that?"
He laughed, "you better."
The two kept walking along town explaining themsleves to the on lookers. it was as if every ten seconds he or she would take turns saying 'my feet hurt' or 'her feet hurt', but it was all peachy. The two laughed it off finding something to make fun of off the people who gave them discerning stares.
"That man had the longest nose hair known to mankind. Did you see that bad boy?" Jill giggled as she held on to her shoes, making sure she didn't hit Nathan in the face with them.
"Yeah, how can you miss it. It was practically staring at us."
The two were engulfed in laughter at the expense of other people, how lovely?
"I can see so much from up here," she tightened her grip, "thanks again buddy."
He laughed, "no problem. Of course you can I'm about six one and you're five six. We make a giant person, you and I."
"Yes we do," she giggled, "that's why we have so much fans," she pointed slowly at the lady across the street, "like her, she just can't get enough of us."
"That's cause she's so small."
"Aww poor her," Jill waved at the lady who brushed it off.
With that they continued laughing, still in search of the hardware store.
"Nathan stop stop," Jill frantically called out causing Nathan to stop as she jumped off.
"What?" Nathan looked around, "I still don't see the hardware store."
Jill was silent. She just stared at the Ben and Jerry's Ice Cream Shop. Not particularily the shop itself, but what it had posted on it's window.
She read the sign, "Looking for professional individuals to join our dessert team, apply within," after reading it she looked at Nathan.
"You stopped me so you can read a sign?"
"No Nathan, they're hiring."
"So?"
"So, we should apply."
Nathan backed away.
"Oh no no," he turned to walk away, "no thanks."
She ran after him and brought him back in front of the shop.
"Oh come on, it doesn't look hard."
"I know it's not, I know a guy who works there and he said it's easy."
"Okay so what's the problem?"
Nathan sighed, "I've only worked once and that was at the Pretzel Twister, but that was because I was living on my own and I had to pay bills and stuff."
"Okay?" she gave him a look.
"Well that was all because I was in debt but now I'm back home so I don't need a job, and you don't need one too. Aren't you rich?"
"This has nothing to do with being rich or not. Look so what if you're financially stable at home and you're provided with all you ever need ,but is that enough?"
Nathan looked at her.
She sighed, "Didn't it feel good to earn your own money when you were living on your own?"
"Yeah I guess?"
"Well here's your chance to earn your own money. You can have the satisfactory of knowing you worked hard for your money and no one can take it from you because it's yours. You earned it so it's your choice with what to do with it."
"I don't know," he was a little unconvinced.
"Come on Nathan, wouldn't you rather spend money you worked hard for as opposed to your father's. He can't hold money over your head because it's not his to hold."
"That's true."
"See, and you said so yourself, you wanted as little to do with your dad as much as possible. What better time to start than now? Plus it's going to be fun and who wouldn't want an endless supply of Ben and Jerry's chocolate fudge brownie ice cream?" her face lit up, "I know I wouldn't so come on!"
Jill grabbed Nathan's arm and rushed into the ice cream shop.
She giggled, "aren't I a good persuader?"
Nathan nodded, "yeah you are."
"Mhmm," she closed her sketchbook and placed it under her pillow. She kept all her valuables hidden there, "for a guy who just had a night full, you sound wide awake?"
"Yeah," he smiled, "it's cause you wake me up everytime I talk to you."
She smiled, "I'll take that as a compliment, cause we all know who'll get pinched if it wasn't."
He laughed, "yeah me, I'm always the victim."
"But you love it."
He nodded, she was right on that one.
"Anyways mister, you may be wide awake but after spending a whole afternoon with Brooke and Peyton I have to say I'm pooped," she slid into her covers, "so I'm going to say my goodnights now and go to bed."
"Already?"
"Yeah? Didn't I mention Brooke and her fun filled day?"
He chuckled, "yeah you're right, five minutes with her can get you in bed by six."
"Tell me about," she swtiched off her lamp, "you better get to bed too. We've got school and our first day at our new job tomorrow," she squealed.
"Yeah, I'll probably fall asleep right after I get off the phone with you."
"I better not waste your sleeping time then," she closed her eyes, "goodnight Nathan."
"Goodnight," he waited for the dial tone before hanging up. Following her suit he went under his covers and shortly after fell asleep.