Wednesday, April 25, 2018

thoughts of a father

Ed didn't want to say it, but he was thinking the worst about Prom, when Ollie arrived home in the wee hours of the morning.

"Were you going to stay out all night!" There, he'd yelled at him and Ollie just smiled as if he was happy about something.

"What did you do!" Ed was bug-eyed and possibly bitter.

"I love it when you worry about me." Ollie sighed and gave his dad a pat on the back. "I wasn't alone with Valentina. We stayed out talking with friends."

"You should have called." Ed was relieved but he didn't like being this tense. He was too old for this.

"I text."

"You did?"

He'd text Betty not him. Still, he thought he had a right to know.

"Betty didn't tell you?" Ollie smirked as if he and Betty were in this together.

Ed scrunched a frown. He told Ollie to get to bed. He was sure Betty was already asleep, but she was reading in bed.

"Why didn't you tell me?" He wanted to know as soon as he got to her room, pacing.

"Oh, I like to see you squirm, ever so often." She told him he was too cool, for the most part. "This is what being a Dad is." She smiled as she looked up at him.

He sat down at the edge of the bed and rested his chin on his hands while wishing he could pull his hair out.

"You don't know the first thing about kids staying out all night." She put her book away and rubbed his tense shoulders. "Daughters are the worst. They're more sneaky than boys." She said she trusted Dewey with his girlfriend, Angie. "Maybe, I trust her more." She laughed softly. "Never trusted Tiffany nor Brit, those two were party animals."

"A lot like you, I guess." He turned to her.

"What?" She gave him the eye that he better behaved. "Never."

Ed smiled with a laugh.

"Did you ever go to prom?" He asked.

"No. I was thinking about getting married, back then, and he wasn't in high school." She told him. "Did you?"

He shook his head no. They didn't have those sort of things where he lived.

"You were probably a troublemaker, just like Ollie." She smiled.

He winced.

To be young again, Ed wondered if he would have done things differently. Of course, Betty kissed him before he could think about it long.

Tuesday, April 24, 2018

let it go

Gabby was glad Prom was all about her friends, not about Ste.

She was afraid he would be stoic and never say a word, but before she knew it, he was out there dancing like a fool. It filled her with laughter.

Possibly, it wouldn't have happened if it hadn't been for Ollie and Valentina. She didn't think it possible to find such joy in others.

And she was OK, seeing Ivy and Will together. She was certain it would melt her to pieces and she'd be sitting on the cold commode in the restroom crying her eyes out, but that didn't happen.

It felt as if they'd leaped into something nostalgic. Dancing about as if their best friends got married and they were all happy about it.

Of course, Prom was not a wedding and yet somehow the celebration felt life-changing. Maybe she was truly Ste's girl, after all. She liked the weight of his hand in hers. It was as if a certain strength was growing. Or maybe she wanted to be more like Ollie and Valentina who did have the charm of enjoying each other's company. Gabby wanted that too.

"Oh, you were so James Bond, out there." She told Ste.

"Really?" He said he wasn't trying to be.

They laughed long after the prom. It was not a night of fooling around. Actually, they'd stayed up most of it with friends. It was good to catch up, talking about plans for the summer and the fall.

"Did you see Bree?" Ivy asked.

"Was she there?" Gabby asked that night, wondering if they should have brought her with her ex-boyfriend there.

"I heard she went to New York City," Wren spoke up. Even Simon looked surprised to know. "Her dad moved back, and she wanted to see her mother's family."

Gabby wanted to when that happened, but she didn't ask. She felt bad that she hadn't thought of her old friend sooner, yet she felt they'd always been old enemies.

"I hope Connor's with her," Gabby said.

"Me too." Finally, something she and Ivy agreed on. It was true. The best thing that ever happened to Bree was Connor. Gabby was certain Connor needed Bree just a much. She hoped they were together and happy.

Finally, she was thinking about someone else, instead of herself.

Monday, April 23, 2018

Ivy & Will

Ivy was certain everyone was having more fun than she was.

"Well, its all in your head." Will quickly informed her when she brought it up. Naturally,  his dad had great fun taking pictures of them at his house. They'd gone through the same thing at Ivy's house.

He told her she was missing the point. It was prom. They were supposed to be with friends.

All she could think about was finding a motel room, afterward.

"You know, I don't want it to be that way." She knew this, but she couldn't help but try to take their relationship to the next level.

But as soon as they got to Prom, Will was ready to dance the night away. He actually took pictures on his smartphone of just about anyone, but her. He even posed with some of the guys he hardly knew.

Later, they went with Ollie and his girlfriend along with Gabby and Ste to the old diner to have coffee and pancakes. He even invited Simon and his date.

Ivy didn't know what was going on.

"We aren't leaving for college, already." She wanted to be in a whisper fight with him, but there were so many people with them, cozied up at the round booth in the back.

"You know, it'll never be quite like this again." He smiled at her. "We have to make the most of these last high school days."

While she was thinking something possibly X-rated in her head, with him, he was acting as if he might be going to war and needed this time with all his buddies.

He took her hand. She guessed she would have to trust him. If only she could be more like him. Still, he was a mystery to her.

Maybe, he secretly wanted to be a pastor or a youth minister. What if he told her he was going to be a priest?

Ivy did her best to wince a smile. She looked around at the group. Ivy guessed it wasn't too late to be the friend she should be.

Sunday, April 22, 2018

Out with Wren

It felt like a blind date, and it was a little unsettling to get in a car with a girl you didn't really know. But still, the excitement shook to the core of Simon. Someone asked him out. It was unbelievable.

He supposed this would have to be his best acting gig yet. He was supposed to know Wren, and yet he didn't. Had he had a memory lapse? She said they knew each other from theater. It rattled his brain to try to figure this out.

Maybe if he'd called Valentina, she would know. But it was a little too late, and he didn't want to mess up Valentina's prom weekend.

So here they were in Wren's little economy car.  Yes, she might look like next year's trend on the runway, but she was still a practical girl.

"Oh, you can make any outfit look good," Wren talked about how great he looked in a short play she remembered him in, last year. She'd worked in the room upstairs. She was part of the technical part of the theater. Wren was in lighting. "After I saw you in The Pickup, I knew I'd always be your fan." She smiled as she kept her eyes on the road.

"Well, I have a very small fan club." He almost had an open grin, thinking his brother Xander was his only fan until now.

Maybe, this was the start of something. Simon knew he couldn't take it for granted. Actually, he didn't know how he was supposed to act. Finally, he decided to be himself.

After all, Valentina looked so happy with Ollie. Ivy and Will weren't bickering at Prom. Simon took Wren's hand. Finally, he felt he was part of the group. Not an outsider looking in.