Ok. Sorry it took so long but life have been busy and this chapter was difficult to write due to the character interaction and bonding. Hopefully ideas will come easer to me. Any-who… back to the story
Marco lay in his bed reminiscing last night….
After he had sat down in the chair that Velma, all but man handled him into, a steaming plate was placed in front of him. Fuming he sat, staring at it not touching and glaring, infuriated that one girl were to order him about like that. He opened his mouth to tell her what he exactly thought about all this. But before the words could even be uttered in his mind he felt a prick in his conscious, how far he had fallen in his hatred for William... so far that he would even slander a girl? Something his mother had drilled into him at a young age, was the importance of respecting a woman. Contrary to what people said and thought he refused to hurt a girl, no matter who. So instead he picked up a fork and placed a pile of steaming hot food into his mouth. Other than the burning in his mouth he identified it as chicken alfriedo. Sputtering he picked up the glass that was slid over to him and took a big gulp of something delicious and unidentifiable. Laughing Velma asked him, " My cooking wasn't that bad was it?" Taking another sip Marco said, " You made that? No, actually your food wasn't bad at all. Its just that I'm vegetarian." Grinning she said," That is the only meal I really know how to make. My mom was a master chef. She was determined that I was going to follow in her foot steps, but then..." Looking down she trailed off and resumed her eating. About half way through the meal their awkward silence was interrupted by a scuttering and sliding of claws. Then suddenly Adonis the large German Shepard burst into the dining room, running after a green tennis ball. The ball bounced and rolled about as if trying to evade the large creature intent on its demise, only to come to a stop at the feet of Velma. Grabbing the ball she then began to play and wrestle with the dog, with Marco looking on in amazement. Pulling back her arm she released the ball only to have it land in his food. For a split second Marco just stared at the object, unaware of the impending doom rushing toward him.
Propelling off of the chair the dog leaped into his lap, knocking him over, and chomped down on the ball before sitting on the poor boys chest. Marco struggled under him for a while before looking over at Velma for help. Obviously none was going to be coming from that direction, she was doubled over in laughter and when the dog dropped the now slimy and dinner flavored ball onto his face, her fits doubled in measure as she fell gasping to the floor, clutching the couch for support. Freeing his arm, he grabbed the slimy lump off of his face only to have it covered in doggie slobber. This was the last straw for the gasping girl, she fell completely on the floor motioning desperately for him to throw it. Once he did the dog leaped off of him. Somewhere in the chaos that ensued Marco found himself enjoying his time with this strange girl and her crazy dog. This feeling was shattered by the ringing of his phone, in the mist of laughing like crazy and tickling Velma. It was Will, summoning him home. After the polite thank you and the command to come again in two days, he left.
He was confused, why was it that this one girl could make him feel so different? There was just something about her that made him want to stop being tuff and just be him. It was a feeling that made him feel insecure and frustrated. Why did it have to be him? In any other circumstances he would have simply walked away or said something mean and harsh. But since he was stuck with her for the term paper he would rather not spend all the time in hateful silence with her. Cursing, Mr Moore for his insane pairing he rolled over and resolved that he would to get the point across to the girl that he simply did not care and wanted this over with.
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