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The walk into town is pretty much silent. You say nothing, i say nothing.
The more time goes by, the more i silently freak out over whats wrong. It's like an internal monologue:
"Oh Oz, something is seriously wrong here, what am i going to do if she won't tell me?
Ok. Deep breath and calm down, Glinda, it's probably nothing...
No. No way. If it was nothing, we'd be in the dining hall right now, fighting over the maple syrup.
Instead, we're walking to town to eat, which is all very nice in the right circumstances....BUT THESE ARE NOT THEM! Or those, i mean.
Oz! I bet she's pregnant! It'll be just like that movie i saw.... But whose the father? What if it's BOQS? The baby will be green...AND short! Wait. No. It can't be Boqs....what am i saying, she's probably not even pregnant. It's probably something stupid.
Like her cat died and she doesn't want to be in the dining hall in case something reminds her of him...
Ooh, there's a cat! Does she look more upset now she's seen it?
Damn, why is she still looking at the ground... Come ON, Elphie, look up! Oh great. Now the cat's run away...
Wait a minute.... does she even HAVE a cat?"
I get distracted by the red and white awning up ahead, and manage to grab your arm and pull you inside the small cafe.
It's still early, so its only half full, meaning we get our pick of the tables.
Well, MY pick; when i ask you where you want to sit, you just shrug, so i put my stuff down at my favourite table, right by the window. You can see the fountain in the square outide, the pidgeons pecking at crumbs, the geraniums in the window.... this is my favourite part of town, because if you catch it at just the right time, its....perfect.
And right now is EXACTLY the right time. It even takes my mind off your elusive secret for a few minutes.
"Yes?" A slightly bored looking munchkin, wearing a striped apron, materializes at your side, pen poised, pad ready to take our orders.
Well, if the setting is idyllic, i never said the service was perfect.
I don't even need to look at my menue. "I'll have the strawberry pancakes. And maple syrup, please. Ooh, and a hot chocolate!"
"Uh-huh..." His pen skims the pages. He doesn't look up. "And for you?"
"Ummm..." You scan your menue, and before you order, i just KNOW you're going to order something boring, like toast and coffee.
"She'll have the blueberry waffles. And hot chocolate." Demurely, i scoop up both menues and hand them to the waiter, ignoring the Look you're giving me.
"Sorry, Elphie, but in your fragile state, i didn't think you should be making any important decisions..."
"Do you know how much i HATE it when people order for me?"
"I'm sure you'll tell me one day. But trust me, the blueberry waffles are fantastic"
"Then how come you didn't order them?"
"I like something a little sweeter..."
"Really?"
"Yes!"
Pause.
"Glinda...it's because they're pink, isn't it?"
"Um....maybe...."
We both start to laugh.
"Come on, pink stuff ALWAYS tastes better!"
"Oh yeah?"
"Uh-huh. Scientifically proven fact..."
"WHICH scientists?"
"Pretty ones....oh, our hot chocolate is here!"
We sip in silence for a few moments, watching the people outside, and then you put down your cup.
"Ok...i admit it, this is REALLY good..."
"So you admit i was right?"
"With Oz as my witness, i'll never doubt you again"
"Good decision..."
We talk about this and that while we eat our breakfast and sip our chocolate, until eventually i have to try asking you again.
"Elphie?"
"Yeah?"
"Why wouldn't you come to the dining hall today?"
"Glinda....."
"Elphie, you KNOW i won't tell anyone else"
"That's not what i'm afraid of"
"Then what are you afraid of?"
"I don't know... it's just such a pathetic, stupid thing, it's embarassing"
"What do i have to do to make you tell me? Please, Elphie!"
Theres a silence. Then you sigh and lean your head into your hands for a few moments.
Muffled "You really want to know?"
"Obviously i do"
"Fine. I don't want to go into breakfast today....and not just breakfast, but ANYWHERE around Shiz....because SHE'LL be there"
"Who'll be there?"
After a while, you sit back up again, and look out of the window to avoid my eyes.
Then, so quietly i can barely here.... "Nessarose..."
