[chapter nine]
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;-)
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"Hey."
"Hey." Chad said as Mia stepped inside from the pelting rain. "Need a towel?" He asked, taking her raincoat.
"Nah…I'll air dry." Mia said with a grin as she shook herself lightly, raindrops falling from her frizzy hair. "What did you do to your computer this time?" She grinned as she asked him.
Chad blushed a little as they headed for his office. "Um, I'm not sure. I was typing away, and then the next thing I know, I have the blue screen of death."
Mia giggled as she sat down. "I hate that."
"Yeah, me too." Chad laughed with her.
"Okay, lemme see." Mia said, sitting down and typing rapidly on the keyboard to rid the screen of the ugly error message. Chad watched as her fingers flew over the keys, her forehead furrowed in concentration. She looked so geeky and cute as she concentrated on fixing his computer.
"You gotta pencil?" Mia asked distractedly.
"Uh…yeah." Chad said, wondering why she needed a pencil when she did everything on a computer. He dug one out of the drawer behind him and handed it to her over her shoulder.
"Thanks." She muttered without looking at him, pausing for a moment to wind her hair into a loose bun, then, stabbing it with the pencil, securing it high on her head.
Chad watched, fascinated by this totally feminine but totally unconscious moment, his eyes drifting to Mia's neck. Biting his lip slightly, he slid out of the room to let her work.
And to not think about Mia in the way his mind just flashed.
**
Mia shifted and put her feet up on the railings of Chad's front porch as the rain continued to pour down before them. She took a long drink from her coke can, considering her words carefully, before turning to Chad, ready for battle.
"How can you possibly think that Jedi is a better film than Empire? Except for advances in the CG graphics, Empire is clearly the better film."
"You're on crack." Chad shot back without pause. "Jedi resolved the characters, the action scenes were better and…"
"Leia in a bikini. I know." Mia finished for him, making Chad laugh.
"Hey, that bikini brought me a lot of happy dreams." Chad mused, making Mia blush and giggle at the thought.
"Thanks for sharing. Did you know the Ewoks were originally gonna be…"
"Wookiees. I know." Chad finished for her. "Did you know that statistically, Leia was the best shot in all the films? She never missed."
"Of course not. She's the girl." Mia winked and smiled at him. "Better set - sail barge or Jabba's lair?"
"Sail barge. Without a doubt. Besides, there was quality Lando action in the third one."
"Oh, there's a redeeming quality." Mia joked. "Better director - Spielberg or Lucas?"
Chad thought for a moment before answering. "I think Spielberg is a better director, but Lucas is pulling double duty as a writer too. Gotta admire that."
"Me too." Mia agreed, nodding as she watched Chad out of the corner of her eye. Not often you find a guy who's cute and in touch with his geek side. Or at least willing to share it.
And, Mia thought, he really is cute. In an unassuming, comfortable way. People like Jeff Gordon were just too…pretty. Chad was just right.
Oh god! What am I thinking? Mia screamed at herself as Chad turned to her again with a smile. "Now, the bigger question here. Which Indiana Jones is best?"
**
"You can't yell at me, because I had nothing to do with it." Faye said to Jimmie, smiling at his look of serious concentration.
"With what?"
"Mia told me she thinks Chad is cute." Faye said with satisfaction before she began giggling again and wriggling around. "Quit. That tickles."
Jimmie looked up with a sly grin as he continued to blow on the toenails he had just painted.
"Chad told me he thinks Mia's cool." Jimmie added, dipping the brush into the bottle and began painting another of Faye's toenails fire engine red.
"See!" Faye said triumphantly.
"I don't see. Leave it, Faye." Jimmie teased.
"How come everyone says that to me?" Faye asked with a pout.
"Because." Jimmie said.
"Now, quit wriggling or I'll end up painting the top of your foot."