"Any one seem like they have potential?"
"A couple, but I'm not talking to them."
"Really, who?"
"Well, you know I think Katie's really cool, but she likes Carson, I guess."
He looks bummed.
"Yeah, but I don't think that's gonna last."
"What about you and Dawes, you gonna last?"
I smile big, just when I hear his name. "Yeah, I think so. I hope so. Like it feels like it will."
"Dang, you're my back up plan. I was thinking about getting you drunk, making it special." (I love Dallas!) "You're hilarious."
He wraps his arm around my shoulder and says, "Oh. Hang on. I'm getting a strong vision. I'm pretty sure your panties are yellow today." (And his psychic panty network.) Another one of those moments.
French I'm in class a few minutes early. I need to sit down and text Marcus. He's sent me like five long texts. He has a party planner and even got the really good DJ to commit. For FREE!!! Must of owed Marcus a BIG favor. I reply, giving him the details that he asked for. I see Miss Praline out of the corner of my eye making a beeline for my desk. (Chop. Chop. This is cut.) Shit! She can't take my phone from me now, can she?? Class hasn't even started!!!
She stands in front of my desk. I don't even try to hide my phone, but put on my sweetest and most innocent face.
"Keatyn, I'm handing back the tests today."
"Uh, okay."
"Do you want to know what Aiden got?"
Oh. And then I realize, yeah I do want to know. But then I'm afraid he bombed it, and she is going to yell at me. But she looks sorta happy. So I say, "I don't know. Did he do okay? Like we've really been working hard, I thought he would at least pass."
"Keatyn, look!" She whips out his test from behind her back.
There in front of me is his test, with a huge red circle on the front. Inside the circle is a large red C+. I'm immediately disappointed.
"Oh, wow. I'm sorry. We'll have to work harder," I say.
She gets a big grin. "Work harder?! Do you have any idea how excited he is going to be? He failed every test last year. If it weren't for daily grades, extra credit and a special project I let him do, he never would've passed. This is amazing!"
As more people walk in, she says, "Shhhh."
Aiden says hi to me, but he rolled in right before the bell rang. I turn around and say, "I think we get our tests back today. How do you think you did?"
He groans.
Miss Praline makes us wait til the very end of class to hand back our tests. The bell has already rung. She hands me my test. Apparently tutoring Aiden has hurt my grades because I got a A-.
She walks behind me, puts his test down on his desk, just as I am standing up and says, "Good job, Aiden."
I have to turn around and look at him. His eyes go wide with shock. Then he jumps up, grabs me, lifts me up in the air and twirls me around, "We did it! I got a C! I passed!"
Then for a second. As he was sliding me back down his body, setting my feet back on the floor, it happened. Another one of those moments. Where we just stood there for a second and stared at each other. He looked down at my mouth, and I thought for sure his excitement was going to make him forget my boyfriend and pay me back with a kiss. (Aww!!) But then Annie groans and the mood is broken.
Annie mutters, "Shit. I got a C too."
I guess it's all about your perspective.
Aiden is walking me out of class, excitedly talking about his grade. Dawson is waiting for me. Aiden says to him, "Dude, your girlfriend is awesome!" high fives me, and practically bounces with happiness away.
"What was that all about?"
"You know the test we studied so hard for, the other night, when you were mad at me?"
"Yeah?"
"He got a C."
"That sucks. Why's he so excited?"
"He's failed everyone of his tests, until I started helping him."
"Oh, so a C was good?"
"Yeah, but we've still got a lot of work to do."
"So the tutoring wasn't just an excuse to hang out with you? Peyton was always telling me how he's some straight A student. Sorry, I just, it seemed weird."
"Speaking of weird," I say, and then I pull him close to me, kiss him, and then whisper something in his ear. Something I have never done before, but think I want to try.
He runs his hand through his hair. "Jeeze, Keatie, pretty soon I'm gonna be failing. That's all I'm gonna be able to think about today." Then he smiles, cocks his head sideways a bit and says, "And trust me, it's not weird at all."
Then I remember I have a meeting tonight.
"Oh, wait. I have a meeting for the social committee tonight at 6:30. And it might go late. We have a lot to plan. Don't tell anyone, but we may have something really cool planned for homecoming. You'll love it."
"Tell me."
"Okay, but you can't tell anyone until we get it all approved." He nods at me, kisses me. "I think we're gonna have an after party. At a club. From like midnight til six the next morning. Dancing, VIP section, one of the best DJ's in the country. It's gonna be really fun."
"That does sound fun. That your idea?"
"Yeah."
"I think it sounds amazing, but uh, back to your other idea."
Dinner Pizza was good, dinner was productive. The dean even came with us, to hear all our ideas. He even liked the idea, since schools always worry about drinking and driving and things after the dance. He likes the idea of us at a club that won't be serving alcohol to minors. So we have his blessing for the project, and he even agreed to write the email for us, to all the student's parents asking for donations. He suggested we have a few teachers as chaperones, and we didn't love that idea, so we agreed to hire like bouncer type people instead. A few people wandering around making sure no one is doing anything too illegal basically. Brad excitedly has the club lined up, we have a DJ, and a party planner, so other than making sure we can afford it and talking details with the planner, we pretty much are set.
After dinner, when we're driving back to school, Aiden stops at drive thru for ice cream. I think that's really sweet until I realize he wants to talk about the dreams we didn't talk about the other night, when I slept through our meeting at the cave.
"I thought there had to be alcohol involved, for you to tell me about your dreams."
"I didn't say there were dreams. I said a dream."
"Oh sorry. Semantics."
"Well, I don't want you to think I sit around and dream about you all the time."
I take a big lick of ice cream with my tongue. Brooklyn always told me that drives boys crazy. They apparently like to see you licking things. I lick around the cone slowly.
"This is good," I tell him. "Thanks for stopping."
"Oh, thank you," he says, mesmerized by my tongue. Ha. It's good to know I have a little power of my own. I like it when Aiden seems like a normal boy. Makes him easier for me to deal with. (It's so cute how he's watching her lick the ice-cream cone. And I love how she's purposefully doing it.) "Thank me for what?" I say, and take another big lick all the way around the base of the cone.
He blinks. "Uh, um, for helping me get the C."
"Oh, yeah, that. But I thought our goal was a B? Or don't you want to come to France with me anymore."
Then I get the god like smile. Shit. He licks his own lips.
I try not to drool.
"Oh, I'm definitely going to make a B. Can we go to the Eiffel Tower?"
"Well sure, but our house is like in a rural area of France. But we can go to Paris for a couple of days, why not?"
He raises his eyebrows up and down at me, "It's gonna be very romantic, you know."
"Maybe I'll bring Dawson with us. Like if we're still going out by then."
He gets his face in close to mine. "You won't be. You'll be with me." (He's right. She will be. But it doesn't seem like it at this point. They are both kind of stubborn.) "You know you keep saying that. It makes no sense."
"Why doesn't it make sense?"
"Because you don't even really like me. Like one minute you act like you like me, the next minute you act like you hate me. I couldn't have a relationship like that. I always know where I stand with Dawes."
He looks irritated by this.
"So are you going to tell me about your dream?"
"No, you're going to tell me about yours."
"Then you will tell me yours?"
"Sure."
"Okay, so it started out I was like in this clearing in the woods. It kinda looked like the cave, but there were streamers and ribbons and flowers hanging from all the tree branches. It was gorgeous. I was actually getting married. I had on a white dress with golden embroidery, it was very Robin Hood marries Maid Marian feeling. Anyways. I'm getting married, and I don't know who the person is that I'm marrying because I can't see him through my veil, but like I know it's the guy I'm in love with. So we get married and even when he kisses me, it's through the veil." I stop. "This sounds really stupid, I can't tell you the rest."
"No it's interesting, go on."
"Fine. Okay, so then I'm in Dawson's dorm room. I'm pretty sure he is who I married. And so the other day, uh, well I was sitting, maybe kinda straddling him in his desk chair, and so in the dream, my new husband and I were doing the same thing. He slowly took my dress off, I was naked on top of him, we were, uh consummating the marriage. But I still had the veil on. And then in the middle of it, like when he was like, you know, we were doing it, he lifted the veil, and I could see his face."
"Wait, so does that mean you and Dawson did that like for real?"
"Uh, I wasn't in a wedding dress, and I wasn't all naked, but uh, kinda."
He starts the car. Looks pissed. Black eyes, drive me back to school in silence.
He squeals into the parking lot, gets out of his car and starts walking. Doesn't say a word to me.
I get out of the car. Not sure what to say. I mean I thought he would love the dream. It was him I was with. He was the guy I was marrying him. I was going to tease him about how what he says like is affecting my brain. "Don't you even want to know who I married?"
"No, not really," is his response as he marches away from me. (Oh, he's pissed!) I text Dawson.
Me: Hey, just got back. Sorry, we'll have to try that thing this weekend :) Dawson: Can't wait. But hey, we've got twenty minutes. Come give me a good night kiss at least.
Me: Be right there.
I follow the marching god to his dorm. When he turns to open and go through the door, he notices me. "Are you following me?"
"Uh, no. I'm going to see Dawson for a few minutes before curfew. And um, he and I are going to stay with my parents this weekend, so I won't be able to tutor you."
"Good," he says and marches up the stairs.
Friday, September 23rd Baby, what the hell?
History Last night I had a dream about Aiden telling me his dream, then he says since its just a dream we can act it out and it won't be considered cheating. And I happily agreed and he started doing things to me.
I woke really concerned that my mind would say acting out a dream in real life is not cheating.
Well if it was a dream, and you were pretending to be dreaming when you were doing it and possibly in a heightened state of consciousness, would it be cheating?
Surely someone would have figured out that loophole before me. So probably not.
I have a sense of deja vu. I remember more of the dream. In said that to Aiden, and he said, No you think outside the box, you color outside the lines, its not cheating.
I wonder if Aphrodite was good in bed.
I mean we know she was clearly capable of seduction, but like technically once they were seduced, was she? I have a sudden need to find that out.
I'm in first period on my phone googling "Was Aphrodite a good lover?" when Riley grabs my phone and reads it. (Her Internet searches crack me up.) "Baby, what the hell?"