Parents Weekend 2011: Friday @ 05:24 pm
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September 15th, 2011Comments
Sunny laughed lightly and nodded. "I know, I'm a bad influence," she snickered. "Right? Next year, we'll come up with something real good. I'll volunteer to take her myself to give you a break," Sunny laughed. "I did hear she made prefect," she snorted.
She laughed again. "So true," she nodded. "That's kind of adorkable though," she said poking her friend. "Sounds a lot better than my plans, I gotta entertain the folks all night," she rolled her eyes. "I was promised midnight pancakes after the concert though," she grinned.
"You and the whole rest of the school," Tatum joked. "I don't know how much more hero worship I can take, it's like she's made of solid gold or something," the redhead muttered, still watching Madeline to see that she was still occupied. "I'd like, give you all of my wordly possessions if you did that next year," she added, half-seriously. She did not want to be a second year college student and still get forced onto the tour.
Sunny could only save her so many times. What if they had gotten their original guide? Tatim reckoned she'd be asleep already. "Pancakes are good though! With like, blueberries.. I could so go there," she said, stomach grunting a little at the thought. "I was going to say come join us but your folks probably don't want to.. watch zombies."
Sunny laughed. "Parents are like that," she nodded. "No one ever heard the end of it from my dad when I made captain," she laughed. "But wait til she sees our garden display," Sunny smiled warmly. "And the concert is gonna be wicked good too!"
She laughed. "I'll keep her busy," Sunny smirked. "Maybe I'll give her a little hat and she can be my assistant!" "Oh hell yeah. Blueberries and whipped cream," she nodded. "I don't know how I'm going to make it to midnight," she giggled. "I wouldn't want to interrupt or anything," she grinned. "And I could not imagine my mother sitting through a zombie movie," she laughed. "Mom would be flipping the whole time and hiding under the covers."
"Oh yeah the concert," Tatum breathed, looking dazed for a moment as if they hadn't been talking about her escaping from it a few minutes before. She had forgotten she was actually going to be in it. She quite enjoyed band, when she was just with the other members, but being on a huge stage in front of everyone and their families.. well, that was a bit scarier. The redhead paled a bit. "I h-hope I don't fuck it," she quickly added, eyes on her step-mother's back again.
Sunny's comment about the little hat made her feel better, allowing her to crack a crooked smile. "I so want pictures of that. She'd probably love it too, though she'd probably want you to wear the hat and be her assistant." All of the talk about delicious pancakes was definitely making Tatum's stomach grumble even louder, and she vaguely wondered how much longer Madeline wanted to be out here. She was starved. Rubbing her stomach a bit as if to soothe it, she regarded Sunny with that same crooked smile still. "Y-You wouldn't be interrupting, it's so.. probably sort of maybe not like that," she laughed, feeling her cheeks flush a bit. "He doesn't even l-like me like that. I'm like, a goof."
"You'll do great," she said cheerfully. "We were all spot on at practice the other night," she knew her friend could get a little shy at times and nudged her shoulder. "'Sides, you can always just close your eyes and pretend no one else is there."
She giggled. "Yeah, I'll definitely take pictures for you. I'll have to trick her though, a hat would ruin my hair. Maybe I'll let her handle the Q and A at the end," she grinned. "He's kind of a goof too," she said, noticing Tatum's cheeks flushing. "And besides, if we're saying a boy wouldn't date a girl because she's a goof I would have like negative boyfriend situations," she laughed, doing her best to conceal any sadness that might have slipped through at the mention of boyfriends. Stas was still struggling back in Burnham while she was there in Georgia. She forced a smile and shrugged. "Anyways, you two would be totally cute!"
Tatum groaned, laughing a little. Madeline was the only person she knew who was more long-winded than Sera. "Oh man, you'll be doing Q and A for straight hours, I warn you."
Ducking her head a little, with her cheeks still pink, Tatum shook her head. "You t-think? I dunno," she murmured. She had known Sam for years, she considered him one of her best friends before anything, but if he did like her.. well, it wasn't like she would want to say 'no'. Maybe the evening was going to be weirder than she expected. "He is pretty cute.."
Sunny laughed and shook her head. "Well it'll keep the first year parents entertained and give the poor kids some time to relax," she grinned. "I might have to bring my gameboy though," she snorted.
"Totally," she said brightly. "He's totally cute, and I definitely noticed him giving you the look the other night. Like... I'm your friend but I'm sort of seeing you in a new light look," she explained. "That's another thing about Sam... easy to read," she grinned.
Tatum managed a little smile, probably mostly looking sheepish, but she knew all about <>the look</> Sunny meant. Boys always got that look, it had turned many of her best friends into awkwardly brief boyfriends. It was the look they got where they just woke up one morning and realized one of their bros owns a pair of legitimate, albeit tiny, boobs.
Sam probably wasn't just after boobs, and he was pretty cute. For a boy and all. "I like e-easy to read," she commented. "Its too complicated otherwise. I h-hate drama bullshit.. I don't have like, the nerves for it. I like chill boys." |
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