Edited 2019

AN: As usual thank you all for reading. A big hug goes out to SerenityAlways for catching my oops last night of uploading the wrong chapter. I will have more for you at the end of the chapter so let's get on with it.

Disclaimer: I promise to give them back when I finish it just might be awhile.

Chapter 11

"Sookie dear, go answer the door please," Gran said heading to the kitchen. I don't think that Gran could have timed that any better if she tried. I went to the door and opened it leaving a dejected Eric behind. I mean what am I supposed to do Gran told me to get the door. I don't even know if I want to date Eric. Also, with him in the house that would be weird, and I know Gran would not like it especially with him right across the hall. I know that I like him when he is not being super jealous. Truth be told I kind of like the jealousy thing because it means that he is passionate but there is a fine line between passion and being a prick. I just don't know what to do I just need time to think. Mrs. Hyde was there smiling.

"Hello Sookie, how are you thins evening? Is Godric ready to go I wanted to make sure that I gave y'all plenty of time to work on the dance? Is it done?" She came in firing questions at me.

"Good evening Mrs. Hyde. I think so and we finished his dance before dinner. I have been working on mine since we finished eating. I want to thank you for getting my cello fixed it is extremely kind of you to do so. I feel like it is not enough to just say thanks, is there anything that I could do to repay your kindness?" I answered skirting her one question. I have no idea how I was. She came in and walked over to where Godric was sitting.

"Think nothing of it, darling, it was the least I could do. Just being a friend for my son will be plenty of thanks. Are you ready to go Godric?" She asked turning to him.

"Yes, Mother just let me go retrieve my cello and bag. I had a great time tonight Sookie. Thank you for your help. Do you have any suggestion on what I should wear tomorrow?" He enquired standing up to get his stuff.

"Something comfortable and that will let you move. Tara and Lafayette will probably be making everyone learn a routine to see if they can pick up choreography. I would not wear jeans. Also, have clean socks but be prepared to dance barefoot. And take a towel and bottle of water cause you will be sweaty. You might even want to just have whole other outfit to change into for after. Do you want me to bring my Help! cd with me or do you have a copy?" I responded.

"That would be nice if you could I don't have one. Thank you for helping me to get the routine down. I will see you tomorrow." He replied hugging me. Gran came back in the room carrying a wrapped pie.

"This is to say thank you for what you have done for Sookie. It is unbelievably kind of you to do that. That cello is precious to Sookie. " Gran said handing Mrs. Hyde the pie.

"You shouldn't have. I know how important an interment can be to a person. Thank you. Well, we will be seeing you. Let's go sweetheart." She walked to the door exiting the house. Godric followed right behind.

"You all need to finish any homework you have and then get to bed. Boys I know that you have practice tomorrow so I was thinking I would pick Sookie up after her tryout. I don't want to make her wait around. Besides we will have to be making a big celebratory dinner for when she gets on the team. So off with you, goodnight I will see you in the morning." Gran called over her shoulder as she went down the hall to her room.

"Goodnight boys," I said running up the stairs. I just had to have some more time to think. I went into my room and took out some sleep pants and a tank top setting them on my bed. I grabbed a towel and went to take a shower. I started thinking about the last two days. I really like Eric he is a dream to look at and nice when wants to be. He is funny and sensitive sort of. He is also my big brother's friend and that is just wrong. I got lost in thinking. I was washing my hair when the water presser dropped, and the water became scalding. I screamed and jumped out of the spray. It was one thing about living in this old farmhouse that I hated. Whenever anyone flushes a toilet in the house or runs water at the same time as you are in the shower it sucks the water becomes minimal and way too hot. I moved to the back of the shower waiting for the water to come back and cool off when I heard someone running up the stairs and broke down the door.

"Sookie are you ok? Why did you scream?" A worried Eric asked pulling down the shower curtain in his haste to get to me. I snatched the towel off the rack and hastily covered myself up.

"JESUS CHRIST ERIC! What are you thinking? I am naked. In the shower. GET OUT NOW ERIC!" I yelled at him still trying to cover myself up. A blushing, but still worried Eric left the bathroom closing the door.

"I am so sorry Sookie, I thought you had fallen or gotten hurt or something. I was not trying to be perverted or anything. I was just worried why did you scream?" He asked in a worried tone through the door.

"The water got hot and the pressure went down. I was washing my hair, so it hurt. Nothing is burned I am fine can you let me finish my shower now. The water is back to normal, so it won't hurt. We can talk when I am done and dressed." I finished washing my hair and body. When I got out, I noticed a new and dry towel. Well at least thought of that. I wrapped the dry towel around me. Making sure that it was secured I scurried across the hall to my room. I closed the door and got dressed. I found a hair tie and put my wet hair up into a messy bun.

I crossed the hall and knocked on Eric's door. He opened the door cautiously and stepped aside so I could enter. He was wearing his hair down over his shoulders. He had also changed into lounge pants and a too-tight t-shirt for a band I did not recognize. "Before I even think about answering your question from earlier, we have got to set some ground rules for you staying up here with me. You have got to knock and wait for me to answer not just rush in. I know that you were worried about me when I screamed but have a little common sense. I was in the shower in a very old house with bad water pressure. Next, when I am in the bathroom you're not. That is just crossing a line. If and it is a big "if" at the moment, I go out with you this jealous attitude has got to stop. I like you but I have friends that are guys and they are likely to hug me, touch me or spend time with me. Do you have anything to say or ask now?" I sat down on the bed trying to catch my breath. The look on his face was like he was five and I had told him there was no Santa.

"I can live with those terms but are you saying that you don't want to date me?" He asked not looking at me as if he was afraid that if he looked me in the eye that it would hurt his chances. I moved over on the bed and took his hand.

"Eric like I said I like you. I like you a lot, but you are my older brother's friend, you aren't mine, not really. You are also staying at my Gran's house. Eric, I have never been on a date let alone had a boyfriend. What I think I am saying is not yet." I admitted looking down at our hands. Eric turned toward me. He reached over and lifted my chin to look at him.

"Then when? Because I would like to be the one to take you on your first date. I can wait to be your boyfriend also long as I am your first and maybe last." He quipped trying to keep the smile out of his voice.

"How about we wait till your dad is home?" I asked shyly. I was blushing so much that I thought I would burn his hand.

"I can do that. In the meantime, can we get to know each other better? I want to spend time with you." He enquired.

"I would like that. Now I have some homework to finish for Algebra II. Goodnight." I stood up to leave. Eric stayed sitting and reached out with his mammoth size arms pulling me into a hug.

"You said that your guy friends get to hug you and touch you, so I am taking you up on that to be your friend. How much touching does being your friend get me?" He released me leaning back on the bed with a leer.

"Eric!" I light-heartedly slapped him on the arm. "When I said touch, I meant like hold my hand or put an arm around me. None of that naughty stuff your thinking. I am a lady and I plan to stay that way." I crossed my arms over my chest. I went to the door to go back to my room.

"Sov gott min lilla älskling." Eric called switching off his light. I went to my room closing the door. I picked up my bag and carried it to my bed to get to work on the math problems. Mr. Brigant had hinted that we would be starting proofs soon. If there is one thing that annoys me with math is proofs. I can solve the algebraic equations just fine. It is explaining how I got to the answer, that is hard. I can see the steeps in my head so having to write them out is not fun. I don't get why I must explain how I got there just as long as I did. I spent thirty minutes finishing the homework. I packed my stuff back into my bag and stretched. I took my hair down so that it could dry.

I laid down to go to sleep. My eyes were fluttering shut before I knew it. For the first time in a long time, I dreamt about my parents. We were all outside sitting on a bright blue blanket in the afternoon sun. Mama and Daddy were lying back with Jason and me in the middle. Mama was saying somethin' I just couldn't understand her. Then suddenly the dream changed, and I was the one laying where Mama had been. There were two little kids between me and the man on the other side of the blanket. The little girl reached over and took my left hand that is when I noticed Gran's engagement ring on my finger along with a simple wedding band. I turned my head to get a better look at the man on the other side of the blanket. I could not make out his face, but he was wearing a t-shirt for a band that I never heard of. I was just about to ask him who he was when a loud beeping sound came out of my mouth. That is when I woke up to my alarm. I stretched and sat there thinking about my dream. I remember that day when we had a picnic outside using that blue blanket. It was shortly before they died. I did not think too much about the dream. I needed to get ready for the day.

Translation thanks to Google Translator: Sleep well, my little love.

A/N #2: I know it was not the answer that several of you were hoping for. You just got to give them some time.