[chapter four]
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Today's horoscope could have said "Beware of possessive and crazy Cancers who will spy on you."
(It didn't. It actually said it was a good day for a new alliance, and to beware of money woes.)
(Which was totally true - rent and half my bills are due, and I swear I have no money left after I pay them all. Ugh.)
Yeah, so anyway.
Junior and I are having a beer and a perfectly nice conversation tonight after the final practice. We're sprawled in front of his coach and just talking, watching the people wander by.
Very nice, very low-key.
Very NOT romantic.
Suddenly, Junior looks over with this strange expression on his face. I follow his eyes to where he is staring into the distant and what do I see?
Brendan, crouched behind Waltrip's trailer, wearing all black and watching us.
Who does he think he is, La Femme Brendan?
Junior looks at me, I look at him, we both shrug and go back to watching Brendan watch us.
Junior waves.
Brendan ducks.
I blush.
Junior laughs.
I want to die.
Then I start laughing.
Brendan lies flat on the ground like he's a Navy SEAL on maneuvers.
Then I start really, really laughing.
Brendan peeks back out and sees Junior and I laughing and laughing and scuttles away.
Okay, yes, it was funny, and I got to explain to Junior the incredibly complicated relationship with I share with "Kodak Boy" (as Junior has taken to calling him - all in fun, though), which made Junior my new partner in crime in either a) embarassing Bren b) making Bren come crawling back to me or c) getting rid of him altogether.
Once I decide what I want, Junior's on board to help.
Good guy, that Junior.
Needs a haircut, though.
And a girlfriend.
If I had to hear "Damn. She fine." one more time, I was going to smack the guy.
Never saw hide or hair of Brendan the rest of the night.
Only time will tell how I will deal with him when we inevitably crash into each other again.
Hopefully time will also tell me what I really want.
Because right now, I don't know.
Is it wrong that I was completely flattered that Bren was so possessive and concerned about my newly-single status?
Does that make me bad person?
*sigh*