Kyle rings
the doorbell to the DeLuca's and groans inwardly, adjusting his black
suit. Why did I get stuck with Miss-Bitch DeLuca? Why couldn't have
it been Pam Troy or Cassie Quinanzi? At least he knew what he had to
say to them to make them shut up or whatever, but no not Maria. He
couldn't figure her out. Yet, Michael seemed to have or perhaps not,
considering he wanted Isabel in his life.
Kyle smiled at that. He
couldn't wait to see the look on Maria's face when she saw Michael
and Isabel dancing together in each other's arms. Oblivious to the
whole world. He knew he should be feeling guilty and all, but he
didn't have the heart. Maria was a bitch. Plain and simple, but
Liz..ohhh he did not want to go there.
Kyle rings the doorbell
again, wondering what could be taking so long. He knew Amy was out
with his dad. First going on their date and then to the dance, to
"watch" over the students, but he knew they would probably
make out in the Eraser room or something along the lines of sexual
inuendo.
Kyle sighs, exasperated. Where was she? Deciding on
ringing the doorbell again or pounding, Kyle grabs the little box
with the stupid crosage and heads back to his car, cursing under his
breath on how Buddha was punishing him. Before he reaches for his
keys, he hears a high shriek, calling out his name.
"Kyle!
Kyle! Wait!"
Rolling his eyes and taking a deep breath, he
turns around and finds Maria running up to him in a stunning emerald
dress. The soft velvet fabric showing off her silm figure and her
eyes. Kyle's jaw drops, shocked. He had to say one thing. Maria was a
knockout tonight. Maria's long blonde hair was pulled back in a bun
with those silly girl ornaments.
Maria rolls her eyes and says,
"Couldn't you have waited?"
Kyle snaps out of his
daydream, realizing that even though Maria was beautiful. She was
still a bitch and he couldn't wait to get to the dance for the show
to go on. Kyle's jaw tightens and says in a sarcastic voice.
"I
waited for like 15 minutes. Haven't you heard of a thing called a
clock?" Kyle points to his Fossil watch.
Maria rolls her eyes
again and says, "Whatever. Let's just go. I filled out the
stupid assignment. So, when we get to the dance. I ditch you, then
I'll be with Michael, okay?"
Kyle gives a broad smile, shrugging his shoulder and says, "Sure." He looks at Maria, his sky blue eyes twinkling.
Maria ignores him and sees the
crosage he's holding.
"Is that mine?" Maria points to
the flower.
Kyle nods his head and Maria snorts in
disguist.
"White? Are you color blind or something Valenti?
I'm wearing a green dress."
Kyle presses his lips together
and throws the box aside. "You know something, DeLuca. We
haven't talked since we found out we had to go to the dance together.
So, either you shut that mouth of yours and we can get this fun part
out of the way or you can walk to the dance from here."
Kyle
hops in the front seat and starts the engine and looks up at her,
smiling ever so sweetly.
Maria is in shock. She can't believe Kyle
just told her off like that. When has he ever?
Redfaced, she gets
in the car and buckles in. Turning, she looks at him and says hotly,
saving any amount of dignity she has, "I don't know what my
mother sees in your father."
Kyle looks at her out of the
corner of his eye and says in mock sweetness. "Feelings mutual
with your mom."
Kyle turns on the radio and the volume, so
he won't have to hear Maria's cry of outrage and
insults.
Isabel
giggles as she continously changes the gems on her necklace. She
can't believe she didn't know about this, but thank God for Tess.
Isabel frowns slightly as she hears her brother in the next room.
Tess was in guest room, getting ready. Isabel walks towards Max's
room and knocks lightly.
"What?" Cries out Max. Isabel
could tell that he was frustrated...but what?
"Just wondering
what's going on. Can I come in, Max?" Isabel asks, leaning her
ear against the door.
Max opens his door quickly, nearly making
Isabel lose her balance. Max was dressed in a black suit, his hair
brushed back, but his usual good natured face was in a deep
scowl.
Raising her eyebrows, Isabel asks. "What's
wrong?"
"Nothing."
Isabel closes her eyes and
says, "Don't lie to me, Max. This is the most exciting part of
my life, and you're ruining it, because you're in a bad mood about
something or another. Now, what's wrong?"
Max glares at Isabel and says, "Tess was to show up for D-Hall, but she wasn't there, so I had to do all the cleaning, and thank God for my powers or I wouldn't be here right now. So, excuse me, Iz, if I'm ruining your night."
Isabel can't help but smile. "Tess was
with me. We were shopping for a dress. Tess is in the guest room
getting ready."
Before Max can say anything or even protest,
Isabel walks back to her room, thinking about Michael again. She
couldn't wait to show Michael what she was wearing.
Max stares
after Isabel, mouth open. Tess was here? In his house? He couldn't
believe. In fact, he didn't want to accept that Tess and Isabel were
becoming good friends. Max looks down the hall to the guest room and
wonders if he should go and have a little chat with Tess.
Sighing,
Max runs his fingers through his hair and closes the door with his
heel. Feeling dejected, he sits down on his bed and turns on the
radio and flips through his CDs finding The Crow's. He didn't want to
think about Tess, but lately that's all he's been able to do. He
closes his eyes, trying to conjure up the image of Liz and her
doe-brown eyes, but instead all he sees is blue..an endless color of
blue. He didn't have to figure out what that meant. He already
knew.
"Now, you both remember the plan." Nicholas begins softly, walking cautiously up towards the Evans' house. Both Lonnie and Rath nodded their heads in understanding. Nicholas couldn't wait. Soon. Very soon.
Tess
drops her blue sapphire necklace and spins around, breathing heavily.
She puts a trembling hand to her throat, closing her eyes. No, not
possible. He can't be here. They can't be here. But, Tess feels a
sense of discount around her.. Tess opens her eyes and looks at
herself in the mirror, seeing her pale face and her mouth
trembling.
"Nicholas."
