Curly watched Rhonda approach him. His eyes raked her entire being with reckless abandon. To him, he felt like he just released the animals from the zoo, with the emotions that always constantly roll through him watching his raven haired beauty come closer. He remembered how she couldn't stand him and now she was his. Curly loved her. Worshipped her. He had a feeling he was a temporary stop till she meets up with someone better than him, but who could be better than him? He loves her more than anyone. Would do so much for her. Oh she's just a few feet from him. She wants his attention. She wants to shower in it. His arms wrap around his beauty to lavish her with what she desires. Her eyes says it all.
He kisses her and he kisses her in the way she loves the best. Curly will give her anything she desires.
That is his love for her.
His devotion.
No one will be better than him and she has to know it.
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Harold became curious again on how he ended up with a gal as wonderful as Patty. She was sweet and sensitive with a side of tough. He hated it when people thought of her as boring simply by the way she spoke or looked disinterested constantly, but he knew he got to be with that somebody that could excite him. He was dull witted and he knew it while Patty was intelligent.
He wondered if she knew how it excited him to hear her speak. Did she see that look in his face when she spoke? He knew he commented about loving the touch of her hair. It was bad that there were times he looked into her eyes and felt hungry. Hungry for ice cream. Hungry to find her next to him in bed. They've been together since the 7th grade and each day he knew one thing;
He will have a hard time getting over his Patty if they ever called it quits.
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Brainy observed everyone knowing how no one knew he was there until the unfortunate wheezing occurred. Brainy had an opinion about everyone and he did just observe from afar. Everyone except for Helga most of the time. She had been his utter fascination since he was 3. He knew he wanted to be around her then. Wanted to hear her monologues. Wanted to see those far too expressive eyes. She was so cute back then and she was this goddess to him now.
She was also a goddess to Arnold.
He obtained her and she reached her dream with him.
Was he jealous of Arnold? Yes.
Did he hold any ill will for him? No never. Brainy respected him.
From his vantage point he observes both Helga and Arnold as they are too busy making out to notice the world around them. He sees the love reflected from the both of them. He held his envy in place till he pictured himself over there kissing his love. He imagined how she would look at Brainy. He privately smiled at those thoughts. Thoughts he was sharing a bed with nightly.
"You really love her."
Brainy turned to regard Lila. Ever since they walked she has been seeking him out more told him he was fascinating. Brainy thinks he isn't and still holds his opinion of Lila to himself.
"Yes I do." He said with finality.
"I'm ever so sorry to ask this but have you ever had a girlfriend?" Lila cocked her head to examine him.
No one bothered to ask him that question before. "No. Never been kissed."
"Oh." She fell quiet while seeing how Arnold was holding Helga. It was such a sweet sight that she almost sighed. "You want to kiss, Helga."
"That dream ended and I knew it wouldn't be fulfilled since her heart has always been with him." Brainy lamented almost too sweetly.
"They make a good couple." This time she sighed wondering if she should do something.
Brainy wanted to leave Helga to her private moment so he turned to leave when he felt Lila press a kiss to his mouth taking him off guard. "What was that for?"
"You were sweet to me during our walk." Her reply was simple. "Is there something wrong?"
She wasn't Helga. It was as simple as that. "No, but thanks." He didn't feel like kicking a down puppy right now. He couldn't believe he used that analogy on her, but it fit the situation.
"You have nice lips."
Brainy was stunned and wanted to ask her a question but she quickly left his side. "What just happened?" He was stunned as he watched her retreating form.
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More scheduling. So many deadlines. He had one too many calls to take and make. He was warned not to be this way when he was 9 by Arnold and Gerald that he was taking life too seriously and that he needed to be a kid. But no he needed this. It was his drug in a way. Did his cell just buzz while he was busy worrying? Oh he hoped not. He suddenly forgot how old he was and wondered if he had any grey hairs to prove his ever increasing worry.
Suddenly he glared at his screen cursing at the sun for temporarily blinding him. Oh how did he miss another call? He feels his hand reaching through his scalp to pull at his hair in frustration. Soon darkness settles around him almost making him happy but no another thing popped up in his schedule. Did he just talk to someone? No he didn't as he looked at the calender date and squinted till he heard footsteps nearing him and breathing. His head pops up to take a moment to focus on all his friends around him.
Arnold grabs his laptop. Helga grabs his phone. Phoebe grabs his PDA. Gerald shakes his head as he grabs the extra laptop.
"It is time to act like a teenager, Lorenzo." Arnold spoke kindly. Firmly as concern marks his face.
"If you noticed by your schedule right now I have taken the liberty of scheduling some fun for you." Phoebe informed him as she put her phone away.
"It makes me hungry to see you do this and you barely move." Harold whined lowly from behind him.
There were more complaints to his craziness as he stood up to look at all his friends. Lorenzo needed to remind himself that they were his friends and not those devices he has been in company of for so long.
Thought I would give this chapter up to the other characters.