Ok so remember Charlie was asking E.R. what her and Portman were talking about, also that they were discussing screen names and a couple of conversations they had over the summer with Fulton. Oh and I must add that E.R. and Portman haven't hooked up it was just a bit of a random thank you sort of thing.
Disclaimer : Again I don't own any of this except Lizzy.
Ch. 4: Will You?
"Crap Charlie don't do that." I said turning to him. "It's nothing."
"Sure and chickens can fly."
"We've been through this before Charlie the longest recorded chicken flight is 301 and a half feet."
"Tell me I have a right to know."
"No my personal life is none of your damn business."
"Bull Lizzy everything you do just became my business because you ain't at home anymore and I just promised your brothers I'd look out for you here." Charlie said dead calm.
"You what? Charlie how the hell could you promise something like that. You know I hate people watching out for me. What the hell would posses you to do that? I don't need you Charlie. Now stay out of my personal life."
"No stop being stubborn. This isn't personal when it affects my team. You know I don't like you getting hurt."
"Me? Stubborn? You're the one who's being stubborn. Now drop it Charlie."
"No tell me."
"Charlie, don't push her temper." Fulton put in.
"Stay out of this Reed!" Both Charlie and I snapped.
"Tell me damn it." Charlie yelled towering over me as we stood up.
"No! Just because you are 3 flipping days, days Charlie, older than me does not mean you can be in my business. If you don't stay the hell out of my life I will kick you're ass." I yelled back. Then I lowered my voice and said "Oh and Charlie, buzz kill. Now leave me the hell alone, STAY THE HELL OUT OF MY LIFE, AND GO SCREW YOURSELF!" I screamed the last part and stormed out of the silent cafeteria as Charlie sunk back into his chair.
I was halfway down the hall going to my dorm when I heard the mess hall doors open again. "Lizzy wait. Come on Lizzy please!" I heard Dwayne call.
"Yeah Maverick stop and talk to us please." Portman said pleading. So I stopped and they caught up to me.
"Don't worry he won't do nothing to you I won't let him." Dwayne said pulling me into a hug.
"Tex you realize that he can forbid me from dating anyone on the JV hockey team right. I mean come on think about it why would someone date me when Charlie, being captain, can give them enough laps to kill them and make them regret it. Damn I hate it when he's being over-protective."
"We won't let that happen to you. Right Portman?"
"Yeah. What's the meaning of buzz kill? Charlie looked about ready to kill you when you said it." Portman said.
"Oh that. Just something that could possibly get him kicked off the team and grounded indefinitely." I answered laughing slightly as the bell rang. "Damn do I have to go to class?"
"Yes, which class do you got now?" Dwayne asked.
"The wonderful intelligent math," I answered "room 106,"
"Then my fair lady let us escort you to our next class." Portman said offering his arm.
"Well thank you kind sirs. Who else will be joining us?"
"Fulton, Connie, and Ken" Tex put in, "and if you let me see your schedule I can tell you who will be in a few of your other classes." I handed it over and he looked down it. "Looks like you have every class with at least one of us. Tuesday and Thursday, you have Science with Goldberg, Ken, and Julie; English Lit. with Fulton and Adam; Lunch with all of us; Math we already discussed that; History with Charlie; and finally art with Connie and Jesse. On Monday, Wednesday, and Friday you have math and history that we've said; Civics with Guy and Averman; Lunch with mainly varsity teams and Fulton and Portman; Psychology w/ Luis and Russ; study hall with all of us; and finally a study hall with just Portman."
"At least I won't be alone with varsity jocks any more. Don't worry I'll fend them off of you." Portman said.
"Thank you for the escort and the informative talk. I see we have reached our destination." I put in as Dwayne handed me my schedule back.
"Hurry the bell's gonna ring." Dwayne said practically dislocating my shoulder by dragging me inside.
"You're just in time for once Mr. Portman. Mr. Robertson nice to see you again and I see you've brought the new student with you. Well if you gentlemen would take your seats our new student can introduce herself." The teacher said.
"What's there to tell?" I asked.
"You could start with your name, phone number, and what you're doing tomorrow night." A guy said.
"That's enough Shawn. But you could start with your name and anything interesting about yourself." The teacher stated.
"Oh alright. My name's E.R. Jacobs, my phone number is none of your concern and tomorrow night I plan on sleeping. Anyway I've got a full ride scholarship here because your varsity baseball team is in need of some serious help and a pitcher, home is Stillwater, MN even though I moved from there after the Peewee Hockey Championship game against the Hawks 5 years ago. What else? Oh yeah my cousin Charlie is JV Hockey Captain, I got a big temper no one ever wants to cross, my dad's a lawyer in Ohio, my brother Matt played minor league hockey for a while, and my brothers Chris and Ben play pitcher/ catcher for The University of Tennessee. And to top that all off my mom's a bitch and my brother Seth…" I started.
"Ok that's enough please take a seat."
"Where would you suggest I sit the floor perhaps?" I said.
"Use your imagination and not on anyone please."
"Oh alright if you insist." I said before grabbing his chair from the desk and pushing it between Fulton and Portman who were sharing a table. Spinning it around I sat down and watched the teacher (whose name was Mr. Schroeder) write a problem out on the board. "Not this stuff again. We did these 2 weeks ago."
"Do you have a complaint there Ms. Jacobs or are you talking in my class?"
"No, not a complaint really just a correction the answer is four and negative one not negative 3." I said looking at the quadratic equation on the board.
"That's quiet impossible." He said doing a calculation. "I stand corrected. If you knew that then why are you even in this class?"
"It's the only one that would fit into my schedule and I can't self teach so I'll end up being bored out of my mind until you get up to the stuff I haven't learned yet." I said.
"Careful Lizzy he doesn't like smart asses." Dwayne said warningly.
"Anyway…" Mr. Schroeder said before droning on. In my history class I gave the same intro and then was told to take the only open seat, right next to my cousin.
"Oh Poop-shooter." I said looking at the seat.
"What was that?" The teacher asked.
"Nothing." I said sitting down. After the introductions in my art class we started drawing anything we wanted.
"So when are you going to tell Charlie you like Portman?" Connie asked.
"I don't kno…wait what? Who said I like Portman?" I asked frantically.
Connie just motioned to the sketch I was doing. "Oh that. You know as well as the rest of the old team that it's an unconscious thing. You've seen the ones I have at home, 6 of Fulton, 3 of Charlie, 2 of Banks, and about 8 of Jesse."
"A wonderful sketch there E.R. That would be Dean Portman wouldn't it." My art teacher asked.
"Yes ma'am. It's a force of habit, sometimes an image of something will get into my head and won't stop bugging me until I draw it." After class I was walking with Connie and Jesse back to the dorm when Connie literally ran into Fulton who was walking with Portman. "Hey Connie, I know running into guys sometimes works when you want to date them but it's not nice when they're your team mate."
"Very funny there now just help me up." Connie said as Fulton offered his hand.
"So are you joining us for dinner after our practice or are you still too mad at Charlie?" Portman asked as we continued our walk.
"I'm sorry I can not attend the gathering of Junior Varsity minds and the stuffing of your faces but your invitation was offered about 5 hours too late. The Varsity baseball team already offered and I accepted to get to know them a bit better I mean why not I already know a lot of you and barely any of them." I answered.
"So basically we offered to late and you're turning us down to eat with a bunch of stuck up preppy boys who want to ask you out." Fulton stated.
"Basically that's about the size of it." I answered.
-Portman's P.O.V.-
Friday at lunch Portman and Fulton sat down and looked over at the varsity baseball table. "Look at that Lizzy get's to sit over there thinking that she's better than the rest of us just 'cause she get's to pitch for them." Fulton said.
"Sucks don't it dude." Portman replied looking down at his lunch.
"Oh god dude. I thought you said she liked you."
"I did man why?"
"Cause that doesn't make it look that way." Fulton said pointing towards her.
"She…how could she…" Portman said looking in that direction. 'I could have sworn that make out session meant something to her.' Portman thought as a guy put his arm around her and she smacked another guy's hand.
"Uh maybe just 'cause she's flirting with them doesn't mean you don't mean something but maybe it ain't what it looks like."
"Yeah sure dude believe what you want." Portman said disappointedly.
"Look if you're gonna sit here and sulk I'll just leave, but I suggest if you hate this as much as I think you are just ask her out already." Fulton stated mater-of-factly.
"What about Charlie? He'll flip out when he finds out. You know he believes my rep and he's gonna think I'll do that to her."
"Port, you trust me right?" Fulton asked and he nodded. "Well I'll tell you something. ER grew up with 4 brothers until she was 11 and still has 3, she knows how to take care of herself and knows what to do to handle you. She doesn't care what Charlie says or thinks nor anyone else for that matter. So deal with him when he does flip out, but if you're willing to sit here and complain either go for it or suck it up." He said as the bell rang.
"And I suggest that if you do go for it then do it during your second study hall; you know when you're alone with her." Fulton added as they walked to their next class.
-ER's P.O.V.-
At lunch the next day I sat with the baseball team and we got to talking. Occasionally I would glance over at Fulton and Portman and every time I did Portman had the same upset expression. "Eat your own lunch and keep your hands off mine." I snapped at our team short stop Brick White, smacking his hand away.
"You got a boyfriend over there already?" Mike asked (catcher).
"No but I just feel like maybe I should be over there after blowing them off to hang with you guys last night."
"So ER how do you know them?" Brick asked as he eyed my fries and Mike swung his arm over my shoulders.
"You guys know who they are right." I asked the team who all nodded. "By name?" I added. That caused most to shake their heads. "Ok if you look at that table from here the closer one is Fulton Reed, before I moved to Texas he was my best friend, and the other one is Dean Portman. Sometime over the summer Fulton got me into a chat room with the two of them and we talked quite often. They are better known as the JV hockey teams bash brothers. Other than that Charlie introduced me to Portman when I first got here on Wednesday."
"Oh ok. So what are you doing tonight?" Mike asked.
"She plans on sleeping." Bastian Johnson our 3rd baseman said laughing.
"Ah someone who is in my math class, but yes that's about the size of it." I said as the bell rang.
"Hey where you going?" Brick asked.
"Psychology." I said walking down the hall. That class passed too quickly and next thing I know I'm sitting in Study hall 3 chairs down from Charlie with only Goldberg, Banks and Portman between us. Charlie eventually got the entire team wrapped up in some talk about their next game so I pulled out my sketch book. When the bell rang for the next period I had done an entire sketch of the scene before me. The next period started and I didn't really feel like talking so I pulled out my colored pencils and started at the front of the sketchbook and colored a picture of Adam.
I got about half way through when I heard Portman mutter "Well here goes nothing."
"Hey ER? Can I ask you something?" He said.
"You already did but you can ask me something else that I hope I have the answer to." I answered pushing my hair out of my face and behind my ear.
I didn't look at him but I could tell he was looking down. "I'm trying to be serious here." I looked up at him. "Will you…"
Sorry guys but that's it this time. Tune in next time for a riveting episode of When Dirt and Ice Mix.