A Seat Not Taken - Chapter Two
Author's Note: Here is Chapter Two of A Seat Not Taken. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Wynonna Earp or any of the characters. All mistakes are mine!
The next morning, Waverly woke early and made her way down to the dining hall for breakfast. After getting her plate of eggs and toast, she looked around for a place to sit. There were many empty tables, but she noticed her friend Doc sitting by himself near the window. She walked over, set her tray down, and plopped into the seat across from him.
"Morning, Doc!" she said cheerfully. Doc grumbled a reply back and tipped his hat to one side to block the sunlight. "Long night?"
"Shouldn't have had so much to drink," Doc said. "I thought that I'd gotten immune to the effects after so many years." Waverly laughed.
"I'm not sure that's how alcohol works, Doc," she said.
Waverly met Doc in one of her English classes back in September. She found his clothing and style very interesting and struck up a conversation with him. It turns out his real name was John Henry Holliday, but he went by Doc Holliday ever since he left home. He was 40 years old but had the appearance he could've been from the 1920s due to his fashion sense.
"Got any plans for the upcoming break?" Waverly asked. Doc shrugged.
"Probably just more drinking. All my family is long gone. Contrary to what most believe with my last name, I don't do much with holidays," he answered. Waverly laughed.
"It must get tiring, having every day with you be a holiday!" Waverly exclaimed, laughing at her own joke. Giving her half a smile, Doc stood up.
"Well, Miss Waverly, I must be getting on my way now. I think it would be best for me to lie down and give my head a rest. Give my best to your sister when you see her next week." Tipping his hat, Doc left, leaving Waverly sitting alone eating her breakfast. As she continued eating, her phone chimed.
Wynonna: Hey Wave something came up so I can't come get you on Friday.
Waverly: Why? :( and now how am I going to get home?
Wynonna: :/ I'm sorry, Waves, but something came up with work and I can't get out of it. Can you get a ride from someone or catch a bus?
Waverly: I can try.
Wynonna: I'm really sorry, Waves. Let me know when you find a ride!
Waverly sighed and leaned back in her chair, staring at the edge of the table. Winter break started at the end of the week and she didn't have a ride. Of course, she thought. Leave it to Wynonna to ditch me days before winter break starts. Her thoughts were interrupted by a redhead coming into her view and sliding into the seat across from her.
"Hey! How's it going?" Nicole asked cheerfully. Waverly smiled and brushed her hair out of her eyes.
"Good I guess! How's it going with you?"
"Good! I just finished my sociology final and I feel pretty good about it," Nicole said. Waverly looked at the time.
"You took that fairly quickly," Waverly said, impressed. "I'm always a slow test-taker."
"I guess timed tests are never your thing then," Nicole said. Waverly laughed.
"Oh, they're the death of me!"
There was a momentary pause as Nicole ate more of her breakfast. Waverly couldn't help but stare at the redhead in front of her, especially her glorious jawline that clenched every time she took a bite…
"Waverly?"
"Huh?"
"I asked you what your plans were for winter break," Nicole repeated. Waverly blushed.
"Oh! Well, my sister, Wynonna, was supposed to pick me up on Friday, but something came up at work, so now she can't."
"Oh, I'm sorry! How are you going to get home?" Waverly shrugged.
"I'm not sure; I guess try to get a ride from someone who has a car," she said. "Know anyone who is heading north?"
"Well I am," Nicole said. "I just got an internship at the police station in a town called Purgatory up in Canada. I have a car and I'd be happy to drive you! Where are you heading?" Waverly stared at Nicole for a minute.
"Purgatory?" Waverly asked, not sure if she'd heard correctly.
"I know, of all things to name a town, they named it Purgatory," Nicole said, chuckling slightly. Waverly giggled.
"I live in Purgatory! Well, I grew up there!" Waverly exclaimed. Nicole raised her eyebrows.
"You grew up in a town called Purgatory? And you aren't scarred for life?" Nicole asked, laughing. "Man, I thought you were alright!" Waverly laughed.
"Purgatory is great! I mean, it has its folks who aren't so nice, but it's nice and small and fairly homey," she said. Nicole smiled.
"Well, I guess you'll have to tell me all about this nice, small, and fairly homey town of yours on our drive there!"
"For real? You'll drive me there?" Waverly exclaimed. Nicole laughed.
"Sure! I mean, we are going to the same place," she said, smiling. "Plus, it'll be a great way to get to know each other better." Waverly blushed and smiled, thinking that maybe it wouldn't be so bad to get to know the still-mysterious redheaded girl a little bit better.