Omigod! I'm so sorry I haven't updated in the longest time, I'll have an explanation at the end of the chapter. So here is our new chapter and please review!
"I only brought two dresses," Kristine said, "and here they are." She pulled two garment bags out of her suite's closet. She unzipped the bags. One dress was a beautiful crimson red. It had a deep v-neck, a-line bottom that flounced out, and it would totally accent all her curves. The other was a plum colored, v-neck (but not very low), and kimono sleeves. "Defiantly go with the red one," I said. "Really?" she asked, "You don't think I'll look too desperate?" I shook my head no.
We both decided makeup first, hair second, clothes last. Her bathroom was so huge, considering it was a hotel in Boston. "So," Kristine said while putting on some blush, "What's with you and Emmett? Are you dating?" I was struck silent for once. I smiled and said, "It's really complicated. Sometimes I think we should, but it might ruin our friendship. He is so cute, but right now we are just friends," I looked down for a second, "but I want him and me to be more." She squealed. She grabbed my hand. "Oh, I knew it!" She let go of my hands, "Well, me and the other Delta Nu girls, of course." She finally gained some composure, "Well, I hope you two get together." Then, we burst out laughing.
After a while, we finally finished. And can I say that we looked fabulous? Because we totally did. My blonde hair was curled and down, my lips and cheeks were a light pink, and I had a pear-like color of eye shadow on. I had one of my best pink dresses on. Kristine even looked better than I did, which is hard for me to admit. Her dress accented all the right places, and it was a beautiful color on her. She had bright red lips with light makeup everywhere else. "Ready to go?" I asked. "Yeah, I'm ready," Kristine replied.
When we got to the restaurant, Emmett and Kevin were already there. "Hey," Emmett said after he came over to me, "How is everything going?" "Good," I said nervously. Why is Emmett making me nervous all of a sudden? A couple minutes passed until we heard, "Forrest, party of four, your table is ready." We followed the waitress to a round booth. After a couple of minutes of figuring out our seating arrangement, we finally got it. I had Kristine to my right, and Emmett to my left. Kevin was on Emmett's left.
We sat in silence for a few minutes other than asking what each other were getting. After the waitress came and took our order, we sat in silence until Kevin asked, "Elle, how did you figure every thing out for the Brooke Wyndham's trial?" I knew that would take a long answer to explain everything. "Well," I started, "I knew Brooke was innocent from the start of my internship because a Delta Nu would never murder anyone. Right Kristine," I said. Kristine nodded. "Then the perm issue and Nikos being gay totally brought everything together," I finished. "How did you figure out Nikos was gay?" Kevin asked. Oh boy. "The bend and snap," Kristine, Emmett, and I said in unison. "What's the bend and snap?" he asked. "I'm staying out of this one," Emmett said. "Do you want to tell him or should I?" I asked to Kristine. "Go ahead," she told me she said starting to laugh. "Ok," I started, "It is a move invented by UCLA cheerleaders to distract players on the opposing team." Then Kristine burst in, "But, it is supposed to have real world applications. Most UCLA girls know that the bend and snap is ninety-nine point nine percent effective on straight men." I hoped that he wouldn't want to see how it was done. I was not in the mood for attention. "How do you do the bend and snap?" Kevin asked. Dang it. Emmett started laughing. I gave him my best glare. "Um, Kristine, why don't you demonstrate?" She shook her head, "I'm not doing it. How about you do it?" I really didn't want to do it. "How about we do rock paper scissors?" I said, "If you win, I'll do it. If I win, you'll do it. "If we tie, we'll both do it." She agreed. "Rock…. Paper… scissors." Both of us did paper. We scooted out of the booth. Emmett and Kevin's eyes were on us. "Ok. Five. Six. Seven. Eight." Then we did the bend and snap. When we looked around most of the men in the restaurant eyes were on us. There were a few men who could care less: one of the waiters and a couple of men who, let's face it, looked totally gay. Kristine and I got back into the booth. "Ok, that was seriously embarrassing," Kristine said blushing. "Sorry," Kevin said.
We finally were able to talk about less embarrassing subjects like high school, college, and our families (ok they were embarrassing, but at least this didn't involve the bend and snap). I found out that Kevin was from Indiana, but moved to Massachusetts in sixth grade where he befriended Emmett. He apparently does not like any of the Boston sports teams, especially the Patriots and Red Sox, so he was picked on. They called him really mean names like gay and worse. Kristine pointed out to him that Indiana doesn't have a MLB team, so why would he hate the Red Sox. He explained that he went to an Indians game in Ohio once. They were playing the Red Sox, he caught a foul ball, a Red Sox fan punched him in the face to get him to drop the ball, end of story. Emmett convinced Kristine and me to name every Delta Nu we knew who was one. We came to a list of over forty including our pledge class, my mom and her friends, and over a dozen celebrities.
When we started to eat, a noticed a person who looked familiar coming in, but he was too far away to tell who it was. Emmett whispered in my ear, "What are you looking at?" I gulped realizing who it was and said, "Callahan and there is some woman with him." The woman had to be over forty. She had gray hair and glasses and looked kind, but I could tell she was nervous. Emmett looked over to where I was looking. "The woman is his wife," he told me, "I've met her before. She is really sweet and I have no clue how she is married to a guy like Callahan." I saw him get up from his chair and pointing our way. "Shit," Emmett said, "He's coming this way." We ducked our heads and pretended to be really interested in our food. "Ah, dingy corduroy and legally blonde," I heard someone say. Emmett and I lifted our heads. Kevin and Kristine had their forks near their lips with their mouths opened. Callahan was right in front of us. "Well, isn't it some of my favorite students," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm, "And are these your friends?" Kristine put down her fork and said, "Why do you want to know?" She gave him her most dangerously glare. I knew that glare. It usually means, piss me off, I'll kick your ass. Margot has been on the other side of that glare many a time. "Well, I just wanted to know," he said. "Why are you over here?" Emmett asked. "I'm just here to warn you that is you think you can start your own law firm without being like a shark, you will surely drown," Callahan said with a threatening tone. "You are just mad Brooke fired you, you lost the trial, and didn't get any of the money from the winning," I said. "You better watch yourself Miss Woods if you want don't want to get hurt," he said. Then he left. "Well, that was dramatic," Kevin said, "and that dude has some serious power issues."
After diner, Kevin and Kristine went off in the same cab because they are staying in the same hotel. "Well, I hope nothing happens tonight," Emmett said, "I don't want another surprise." We hopped into his car and headed into the apartment. When we got home everything was in order. Bruiser greeted us when we came in. "Hey Elle, how about we sit down, I want to tell you something," Emmett said. He led me over to the couch and we sat. "Elle, you really mean a lot to me. I like that we are friends, but I want to be more." I sat silent for the second time that night. It was just so shocking! "I know it was stupid to bring it up, I really don't want to hurt our friendship. I should just shut up." He started to leave. "Wait," I said. He turned. "I want to be more than friends too." He came over to me and kissed me.
Don't worry, the story isn't complete, I think I'll go up to graduation. My explanation that I haven't written in a while: I've been busy. School is endless and I'm planning a trip to New York with my papaw. I'm going to see Wicked, The Little Mermaid, and The Lion King! Annaleigh Ashford is going to be Glinda when I go! Also good news: Marissa Jaret Winokur, the original Tracy Turnblad on Broadway, is going to be on Dancing with the Stars in March, so Vote for her! Also, please review!