The Aislin Chronicles

Part V

A/n: All righty, here's Part V. Thanks for the review, DaisyDuke947, it means a lot to me. I'll try to work on the crush thing ;)

1-16-03

3:31 PM

So things have subsided since awful Monday. I came into social studies on Tuesday expecting more awkwardness, but everything was normal again. Adam was back at our table flirting with Jess, Kathleen sat next to her (ignoring them and the cacophony of the room) whilst copying last night's difficult problems from the math homework from Jess's notebook, Fini was chasing Dee around the room and Danny stood aside laughing at them. Did Monday even happen? Sigh. I don't understand this "friends" thing yet, I suppose.

Anyways, today Jess and I discussed our operation further. She started thinking about it I guess and she came up with three factors:

A) Making sure I'm out of their way so they have enough time together to make out and… stuff. Ew. Next topic.

B) Spending time with both of them to build strong family bonds. In my opinion, I'd spend more time with them separately. Especially Sydney. I know I need to, for me.

C) Finally, dropping very, very subtle hints. But with absolutely NO means of looking conspicuous.

I hope this works. Sydney offered to buy me a plane ticket to France over Valentine's Day, but I know she bought them for Vaughn and herself for Christmas, and I couldn't possibly intrude. I think it would be a good experience for them. Oh! Idea! What if Vaughn proposed while they were in France!? Oh my gosh!!! He better. But, crap, now I have all my hopes up. Oh jeez. Wouldn't that be wonderful, though?

Ugh. I need a shower. I smell like frog juice. For extra credit, we had to show Dr. Kazsuk the brain. We tried going in through the eye, but that failed miserably. So no extra credit for us. But Kathleen figured out how to get it out- by snapping it's spinal cord. She grabbed her frog and snapped him in half (!) then dug in for his brain. It was disgusting the way it just… cracked. Poor Hubert. Er. Huberta. We learned yesterday he was a she. Right. Shower.

1-17-03

6:12 PM

FRIDAY AT LAST! This week took forever! I think it was because of Poopy-Monday. But it doesn't matter because we have an Activity Night tonight! What is an Activity Night, you ask? Well, I don't entirely know. I think it's pretty much a dance. I don't care what it is though because I'm spending the night at Jess's afterwards! Wahoo! Dinner should be soon, and then I'll change out of these khakis and sweater thing and then Dad or Sydney will drop me off.

6:14 PM

Sydney just knocked on my door, time for dinner! Later gator.

1-18-03

11:00 AM

Wow, last night was SO much fun! The Activity Night was awesome, with the gym open for playing basketball and the cafeteria open with a DJ. Kathleen and Adam were shooting around so we stayed in there for a while. Jess and I played this game called Horse for a while. Then Kathleen played with us and kicked our butts. I never realized I sucked at basketball so bad. Oh well. Then we got bored of that so we danced for a bit. They played good music too. Good Charlotte, Matchbox 20, all those American songs that are popular right now. I think it's funny how in Ireland we get some American music, but here they get like no Irish music.

11:04 AM

Ireland. Sigh.

11:05 PM

How do I still miss it? I love LA. Hmm.

11:07 PM

Anyway, we found Dee dancing with her friend, Chasen, (who is definitely MORE than a friend to her), and then the chaperoning parents started serving ice-cream so we got some. Dee seemed to have more fun painting it on my face than eating it… Haha. It was so fun. During the last song (a slow song) Jess dragged Adam out to dance with her, and Dee went back with Chasen. Kathleen and I were alone then, but she hurried to one of her guy friends from primary school and danced with him.

And then I was isolated. Story of my life. I wish I knew more people at this school. It was so awkward standing by myself. I couldn't even join the conversation circles of non-dancing people because I don't know any of them. I couldn't grab a random guy because I don't know any of them. I'm just… Isolated Aislin.

Thankfully the song ended soon and Jess and I hugged Kathleen and Dee good-bye and went outside to meet her oldest sister, Roxy. Roxy drove us back to the apartment so I could pick up my clothes and stuff. Jess came in with me. I think she might have scared Vaughn a little, but it was funny. She just so hyper!

Goodness I can't even remember everything we did. We stayed up SO LATE on a huge sugar high. I think it was around four in the morning when I somehow let it slip that I wish I was closer with Sydney. I wish I hadn't mentioned that, but Jess doesn't remember things so I don't think she picked up on it.

Got about… 3 hours of sleep before Roxy took me home, where I was alone because Sydney and Vaughn were at work. And it's boring here. But I feel like being productive today, what should I do? Hmm. I better go watch mindless television while I ponder that.

1:52 PM

Now that I think about it what would it have mattered if she had comprehended I said that? She doesn't know anything about her killing Father… God. I almost with she did know. Just so I could talk about it. Am I just supposed to keep this little detail to myself forever and ever!? I just want to talk to someone about it once in a while. I mean Jess is my best friend, I think; shouldn't she know these kind of things? Gah! No! Well, I don't know. No, she can never know. She wouldn't understand about Sydney… Not like I've learned too because I love her.

I would talk with Vaughn about it, but I think that would hurt him. I imagine he'd feel weird if I babbled on about Father this, Father that, Father, Father, Father. I can't talk to Sydney about it, because I know how much pain it causes her. And who else is there who knows? Weiss? Ick. That would be about the strangest thing EVER.

All I want to do is talk. Talk! How can something so simple be so simultaneously difficult?

1-20-03

10:30 AM

Happy Martin Luther King, Jr. Day! I don't know much about him but he gave us a day off from school, so he's gotta be pretty cool. I should ask Sydney; I'm home with her today. She's got a cold, so Vaughn made her stay home from work. I think I'll go keep her company.

5:47 PM

Sydney and I had a great day today. Now Vaughn's home and he's making her soup, it's cute. I wonder if he plans to feed it to her like a baby, too. I bet he'll try and she'll protest, and he'll insist, but she'll win. She always does.

Oh, and I learned who Martin Luther King, Jr. was. He fought for civil rights of all races in the sixties, and he had this famous speech in Washington DC. Apparently he was a great activist with a wonderful dream, but he was assassinated before he could see the day when everyone was equal. It's sad. He must be pleased in Heaven seeing the differences from then and now. Too bad some people are still racist.

5:52 PM

Hmm. Oddly reminded of Father. Must go elsewhere and think of… Not him. Oh crap I forgot to get info for my social studies project.

6:33 PM

Okay, so I feel better now. I just have to think about other stuff for a bit and I'm better. Well, and I'm particularly happy now because I swiped the pen from its hiding spot and it's got some juicy conversation. Mwahaha.

So Sydney and I are sitting on the couch watching a movie (but we're mostly chatting), and she's still in her pajamas and is wrapped in a blanket. Also, she's got a mountain of used Kleenex on the table in front of her.

"You know," she says, "you're probably going to catch my cold now that you've been around me all day."

"At least I won't have to go to school," I reply with a giggle. God my voice sounds annoying. I hope I don't always sound like that.

We hear the door open and in walks Vaughn. I remember he look kind of stressed. Definitely in dire need of his favorite women. "Hi, girls," he says in a light sigh. He walks behind the couch and sets his stuff on the table, then comes to kiss Sydney on top of her head, and then he does the same with me. He makes me feel so loved. "How are you feeling, Syd?"

"I can't breathe through my nose, and my throat feels like the fiery pit of Hell, but other than that, I'm just peachy."

Pause. "Okay." Then he goes and mettles around in the kitchen, but we don't pay much attention to him. In a bit he comes back and leans over the couch with his face close to Sydney. He whispers (just because of the proximity), "How does soup sound?"

"Soup sounds wonderful."

"I'll make you some soup." He quickly darts for her cheek and kisses it and pats my head before returning to the kitchen to cook. Then he asks me how school was on Friday since we haven't had much of a chance to talk since then. I love how he asks me how school was everyday. No one's ever asked me before, and now it's out little tradition.

I proceed to ramble on about how we're finally done with frogs and how Kathleen snapped Hubert(a)'s spine, and how we've started swing dancing in gym. Then I remember I have to look up an African country on the internet for social studies, and then I go to my room.

A couple seconds after I leave, Sydney asks, "How's my soup coming? Is it ready yet?"

"It's heating, Miss Impatient."

"If I wasn't so tired right now, I'd throw this pillow at you."

I imagine he brings the soup to her now. "And if you weren't so tired right now you wouldn't be having this soup, would you?" I can just vision her fake-pouting at him. "This isn't too hot, is it?"

"No, it's perfect." They don't talk for a bit; all I can hear is Sydney slurping. "Vaughn, I'm quite capable of feeding myself."

Who called it!? I did! I did! Can you deal with that, notebook?

"But you're sick, honey," Vaughn continues. "You need your rest now."

"It's eating…"

"I'm just looking out for your health; I want you to get better and –"

"Ha! I got the spoon."

"Hey!" The look on his face must be golden. I would have enjoyed watching her steal the spoon right out of his hand.

Pause. "Thanks for making me soup." I just know she's smiling at him like "I won!" and he's glaring at her, but he knows he just wants to squeeze her to death because he loves her so much and… Okay, I have got to get a life.

Footsteps. He must be taking her bowl to wash.

"Will you come sit with me?" Sydney asks. "I'm lonely."

"But you'll get me all sick," Vaughn mockingly contorts.

Sydney keeps playing along with him. "But if you get sick then you get to stay home all day with me."

"Hmm, that's awfully appealing." I hear footsteps, so he must be joining her again. "I don't want to sit with you, though."

Whoa, what? He sounded serious… "Why?" Sydney asks, quite serious as well.

"Because, I'd rather lie with you," he trails off.

Ah, yes. That's exactly how I find them when I come back into the room after I get my crap off the internet. "Got it!" I announce. Vaughn's wedged against the back of the couch and hugging Sydney's stomach to him so her back rests against his chest. They're just so cute!

6:43 PM

Oh dear. I just realized, there I go again ruining them in their adorable moments. I gotta stop doing that!!!!! Argh!

6:44 PM

Erm. Anyway…

"What country did you pick?" Sydney inquires.

"Egypt. I figured it'd be good 'cause it has so much ancient history. I think I'll make a poster for it. Mr. Richards said we could choose how we wanted to present it, and posters seem easy enough."

Sydney agrees. Vaughn wants me to read him what I have on Egypt. I read him my notes, and I notice the soup spoon sitting on the table. Hehe, Sydney didn't give the spoon back.

After a while I'm just standing around, and I feel I should leave them alone, so I head back to my room and snatch the pen (I'm certain they're too engrossed with each other to notice my movement).

Well I'm gonna go eat some of that soup that's leftover and ruin more of their moments.

A/n: Yay, unexpected fluff! Gotta love it. So please review because they make me so happy! I'll try to update faster if you give me more reviews!