Emo Tom is Emo (III)
The two teenagers in black clothing and white makeup sitting down at one of the reserved tables at the Winged Tree Country Club stuck out like Scientologists at a Reasonable Religions Convention.
Andrea noted that while everyone in the room was giving her the stink eye, Tom was being tolerated, but just barely.
"Gee, tough crowd." Andrea said with a shrug as she glanced at the menu and noticed that there weren't any prices listed.
She mentioned it to Tom who replied, "Like I said, my parents get charged whether or not they actually eat here anyway."
"What a great deal." Andrea drawled sarcastically, even as their waiter came back with their drink orders, and in flagrant disregard for the legal drinking age.
Though Tom had to correct the poor new guy when he served Andrea the Cosmopolitan and him the Guinness.
After that was fixed, Andrea felt relief that her man was acting a bit less Emo than normal.
Then she saw him cranning his neck a bit to look at something and then went, "Uh oh."
"What? Did Queen Lizzy show up?" Andrea asked, even while slipping a hand under the table to tease Tom a bit.
He gulped when she made contact and said, "No, my family is here."
Andrea froze and went, "Oh."
Then they came into view, and Andrea felt like she had stepped into a Ralph Lauren ad.
"Oh hello Thomas," his mother spoke first, "I didn't expect to see you here, and with a... classmate?"
She said the last with a turn of her head, struggling to picture the heavyset girl with her son as a fellow Fielding student.
Andrea shook her head, "Nope, I go to Lawnhell High. No I mean Lawndale High."
Tom sighed sadly, "No, the first one was right. My poor Andrea, stuck in that hell without me. And me without you... so alone..."
Andrea saw the gleam of tears in those sea green eyes and shifted a bit in her seat, even while trying to think of something to distract him.
The girl that Andrea guessed was his sister just shook her head and muttered, "Leave it to my brother to find a way to freak out over nothing where people that know us can see it."
That caused the Sloane elders to chuckle very nervously, even as a couple tears fell down Tom's face, sending black and white makeup onto the fancy tablecloth.
"Nobody understands my misery." He began to moan while curling up into a ball in his chair.
At that point Andrea lost her ability to resist and she scooted her chair up to his and pulled him into a fierce hug, his face quickly buried in her dirtypillows.
"Shush shush shush," Andrea cooed, even while part of her wanted to see him break, "It'll be ok, mama's gotcha."
Tom shuddered and wrapped his arms around her and sobbed into her chest, making it look like a motorboat in the process.
His parents were unable to respond to this Out of Context Problem.
His sister, Elsie however just smirked and commented, "Wow, I honestly thought that you would never see any action big bro. Boy was I wrong. Dammit! Now I owe Terry like five hundred bucks."
Neither Tom or Andrea heard that, especially with Andrea pulling him up and asking if he could get their food to go.
Note: Tweaked the formatting a bit.