Chapter 3
Debbie's POV
Remembering Wishes
I sighed, reaching for my mug as I attempted to adjust my eyes to everything other than my laptop screen. I had signed up to be a project manager, not a team pack-mule. I had known by even just meeting Scott that I would be busy, and taking up the sound, lighting, and stage manager at the new Grange would only add to my work. But he had treated me like dirt. Thankgod he was gone. And yet, I still had too much work.
I thought since Scott was gone and our 2 teams meshed together, I wouldn't have as much work. That was not the case. In fact,this was worse to the point it was almost funny. Almost.
Having Stephanie, Alexis, and Josh join the team from Brook's old team had helped, and though it might not look it, the farmhouse has more than enough room for 3 more people, but for some reason, I still had the same problems. It had seemed at a time, that the only person who ever cared about me, was Frosty.
Frosty. This was one of my main problems now. Even before this morning, things had been weird for me now. I didn't know why, but I started feeling weird around him for a couple of weeks now. Before, I had thought I was sick, but now, now, it was so weird for me. I talked to Steph and Alexis (awkwardly enough), but their answer was making my mind melt. They had told me, I was falling in love with him.
At first, I just laughed it off, but it got worse. It has gotten to the point where I can talk to him, but if I get anywhere near him, It's like I can't control myself. Even if our hands or arms brush against each other, electric shocks jolt through me, my stomach explodes with firecrackers, and I have problems with remembering how to breathe. As you can tell, this morning was... well, you get it. As sappy, movie-ish as it sounds, that's how it feels. But what I don't understand is how it feels like this now, yet we've been friends since he first joined halfway through last year. The day we became friends was still fresh in my mind. I smiled, then frowned at how exactly we became friends.
I couldn't believe that he was so unlike me, and he seemed so positive and self confident, that he would do that. My frown deepened. I moved my forearm in front of my face. The reason we were friends stared back at me, bringing back horrible memories. "Debbie?" I heard someone say to me in a soft voice, "Are you alright?" I looked up to see the concerned face of Frosty looking back at me. I made no sound. Thinking back to those days had a habit of doing that to me. Frosty moved, sitting down at the chair in front of me. He gently grabbed my wrist, pulling my arm towards him. He spoke, " I know it hurts to see that, but you've grown up from that, you're stronger than that Debbie. We both are, and you know that." he looked at me with sincere in his eyes. I nodded. I just noticed he had his new laptop with some papers and photos next to him on the table. Wordlessly, we both nodded, and started working, glancing upwards to look at each other only when we knew the other wouldn't notice when we smiled.