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Chapter 8
Brian
There was Veronica. She had a short black mini skirt on and a black handkerchief top. That was the style now. I must say I like it! She had black sandals with stacked heals. They weren't too high, I think she took my shortness into consideration. Her hair was down with the exception of a few strands that were tied back with a small clip. She took off her purple lenses sunglasses to reveal her beautifully done makeup.
Not too much.
Not too little.
She had pouty red lips that shined form the hotel ceiling lights. She was beautiful.
"Brian, Brian." I suddenly realize that Veronica had been calling my name.
Maranda as Veronica
I noticed Brian giving me the once over…more than once. I called his name a couple times. Finally I got a hi.
"Am I dressed appropriately?"
"Yeah, you're beautiful." He smiled.
"Hardly, but thank you." I noticed EVERYONE was there. "Talk about your welcoming committee. Even Mandy has come. It's nice to see you again." I extend my hand for her to shake.
"Nice seeing you." She smiled.
"You two kids have fun now ya hear." Nick impersonated a Kentucky accent.
"Nick what did your mom tell you about those Andy Griffith shows? They'll turn your mind dirty!" I decided to start off the date with a joke.
Everyone laughed. Mission accomplished.
"That was good. I'll have to remember that." Nick made a mental note.
"You do that." Howie shook his head. "Where are you two going?"
"Your guess is as good as mine…if not better." I smiled.
"He knows nothing." Brian laughed.
"I know nothing, I know nothing." Kevin impersonated a character off of Hogan's Heroes.
"That show was great." I laughed. "What happened to that show?"
"Cable." Aj informed me.
"I don't watch much TV so I wouldn't know." I shrugged.
"No TV? You poor sick child." AJ laughed at Nick's comment.
"Shall we go? I know you don't want to be teased all night!" Brian gave the guys a scolding look.
"We were just playing B. Chill." Nick held his hands up in a surrendering motion.
"It's fine Brian. I would be happy to go, though." I smiled. Why didn't I become an actress? I mean I could win a Grammy for some of this stuff!
He gave his arm for me to take. I linked mine with is. "Lets go then."
"Bye you guys." I waved as we walked out of the building.
20 minutes later
"Bri, I feel a little under dress for a movie." I smiled after noticing a few sideways glances from some guys and a few glares from their girls.
"Here." He put his jacket around my shoulders. I smelt the Safari cologne that I heard so much about. "I think you look gorgeous though." He whispered as he draped the jacket on me.
"Thanks." I smiled.
"And who knows…maybe there's more to this date than you think." He smiled. I just laughed.
We got our ticket, popcorn and pop and went to sit down. It was pretty crowed…very crowded. There were almost no seats together for two people. We were forced to sit in the make-out chair…well not forced, but we did have a lack of options so we decided to take that one.
"Comfy?" Brian questioned as we sat down.
"MmmHmm." I smiled. For some reason work seemed to drift from mind as I looked into his eyes. I just sat and stared.
He moved a strayed hair from my cheek. I closed my eyes enjoying the touch of his skin against my cheek. I smiled and opened my eyes. The theater went dark.
I turned my attention to the movie screen. That was harder than I thought. I had to tear my eyes away. Or so it seemed that way to me. I just couldn't look away; my eyes didn't want to look away. Some how, unfortunately, I did it. I was now watching the movie.
Brian
I never noticed how beautiful her smile was until after she closed her eyes. I had been so focused on those eyes to think about anything else. Her smile was captivating. I was sorry to have to take my hand down. I couldn't have left it though. It's our first date, probably our last considering she's only visiting and we're leaving tomorrow, and we came to watch the movie.
The movie was well…a movie. I wasn't too involved in it. I kept snatching looks at her. I really like my jacket around her for some reason. It's odd. I've never cared that much if a girl wore my coat or not. I've always liked girls wearing my clothes, but we won't get into that.
I decided that our next stop would be a nightclub. I know it's change of scenery, but I think that it might be fun with her. I had a great time with her where we first met, so why not try it again.
At Midnight Style
Maranda as Veronica
The club was amassing at first glance…even better when you took in all the details. The tunes were fresh and new. The DJ was grooving along with the crowd. It was a great place to be.
"Nice choice Bri." I yelled over the music.
"Thanks. Wanna dance?"
"Of course!" I took his hand and set his jacket on the table before heading down to the floor.
We started dancing to "Better off Alone."
Kevin
"Ya know Mandy if you really want to meet Justin I'm sure we could arrange it." My heart churned as I spoke the words. She's been asking me if she could meet him before this, but I sort of brushed it off. After Veronica left, I was reminded about what she said at the pizza place. I only hoped that Many, my sweet love, felt the strength of Veronica's emotion in her response.
I hoped that she would start screaming. No! No! No! I was stupid! Veronica, she made me see. You are what I need. I don't need what's-his-ugly-face! I need you!
I think I hoped for her to say the part about his being ugly than anything else. I smiled inwardly at my jealousy. Who wouldn't be jealous? My Mandy was a goddess. OK so that's a bit absurd to most, but in my eyes I could never measure up. I guess that's why I've denied her meeting, I can't bear her to fall for "Fro Puff Boy" as Veronica had so amusingly referred to Justin as.
"OK Kevi dearest!" Mandy flung herself into my arms. She wrapped her arms around me and kissed me just like she did when I asked her to "be mine". I was sure she was over Justin.
"I'd love to! I'm so excited. I'll need to find the perfect dress, hair, and shoes, bags-" I for once zoned my sweet Amanda out.
Amanda. That was the first time in two years that I've referred to her, out loud or in my head, as Amanda. It was errie to me. It was like she was a stranger in my love's body. She felt no remorse or guilt for chrushing me the way she just had done. But I didn't let on that I was even scrached by her enthusiasm to meet him. "Him". I can't even think his name. I was to yell No! A thousand times No! I don't want her to be near him, to smile her beautiful smile at him, to bat her eyelashes the way she does when she's around what she refers to as "total hottie".
"You are on the top of my hottie list, my love." She had told me this a thousand times over. I just smiled. I loved said I was her hottie. It made me happy.
It's not my happiness that I'm concerned for. Amanda MUST be happy! She must! I will never have her unhappy! I'll die first. This is why I must take her to meet him. To, hopefully, rid this constant love for him. To rid myself of this mer boy, as Veronica has vividly pointed out at the pizza joint.
"Here, my love, take my card. Buy the finest these stores can offer. Though, none will match up to your beauty."
I smiled as her eyes melted into small puddles before me. "I love you Kevin!" She kissed me once more before rushing out of the lobby.
I sighed.
To make her happy, that's why I walk upon this Earth.
To make her feel needed is where I put my worth.
She is my heaven and my stars.
For her I'd spend money large enough to send a thousand men to Mars.
I
smiled. I should tell her that poem before she meets him. I won't lose her to
a nineteen year-old boy! I just can't!
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