~*~ Chapter 1 ~*~
NEW YORK CITY, NY - Kirstin's Loft - Thursday
“Ok
K. I'll get ready and you can come pick me up in 30 minutes, alright?”
“Yeah,
ok, but when you say 30 minutes, you gotta mean 30 minutes! Not 31, not 32.
30!”
“Yeah,
Yeah. I swear I won't keep you waiting this time.”
“You
better not. So, I'll hang up now so you can go get dressed and I'll meet you
there in 30 minutes. See ya!”
“Buhbye!”
Kirstin Addams smiled at the phone as she hang up. That on the phone was Grace Dawson, her best friend from college. They were both students at NYU, majoring in Journalism. They had met each other on their first class together and hit it off right away, and they have been best friends ever since. It had been two years already.
Kirstin got off of the couch and went to take a shower. She was the kind of person that could take a bath and be ready to go in 20 minutes.
While
in the shower, she remembered something she couldn't get her mind off since
earlier that day, no matter how hard she tried. Kirstin worked as an intern
at MTV Studios and that day was the premiere of the O-Town's video “Liquid Dreams".
That was actually the first time Kirstin had seen Ashley after that...
after their kiss. She did know that he had made into this band, and there was
even a TV show about it. Her mother had told her about it, but she preferred
not to watch it. Sometimes she'd run
through some pictures of the group in magazines and newspapers, but she would
quickly turn the page so she wouldn't really see them. She wanted to forget
him, forget his smile, forget the prom, forget the kiss -- especially the kiss
-- but she worked there and the video was playing right in front of her face.
She tried to turn her head the other way around and close her eyes, but
she couldn't fight it anymore. The urge
to see how he looked after two years was bigger than her, so she watched the
video... the whole video. And somehow it was still playing in her mind.
He was just like she sadly remembered. Then something escaped from her mind and she ended up saying her
upsetting thoughts out loud.
“He
doesn't even remember me anymore... Maybe
it's for the best...” She
then suddenly looked down at her wristwatch.
25 minutes had gone by. She had
to get out and get ready. Luckily, they
weren't going to a fancy club. That
just wasn't the girls' type of fun. They
weren't into the whole fancy dresses and heavy make-up, so it just took her
10 minutes to put on her clothes and some lipstick on.
She took the keys to her Toyota Rav-4 and ran out of her loft.
When she got to Grace's apartment building, Grace was already there, waiting for her.
“So,
I can't be late 'cause you have no patience and hate waiting, but it's ok if
I am the one waiting, right?”
NEW YORK CITY, NY - Inferno Club
A
little while later, they were getting into “Inferno”, this bar/club that they
went to every Thursday night.
“Don't
you get a little tired of coming here every single Thursday? Don't you think
it's time for us to look for someplace else to hang next week?” Kirstin said
in a bored voice.
“Oh, c'mon! This is a great place! We tried something else before and you know how that turned out to be.” Grace was referring to this bar the girls checked out two months before, and it turned out to be a bar full of punks that wouldn't stop staring at them.
“Yeah,
I guess you're right…” Kirstin decided to give in.
They got to their usual table. As soon as they both sat down, this 6'3" guy with black hair, amazing bright-green eyes, strong jaws, and a totally fit body just came up to them.
“K,
G, my prettier clients. What can I get you two tonight?”
“Hey
Tom. I'll have a Strawberry Daiquiri." Grace ordered.
“And
you gorgeous?” a too-smiley Tom asked, facing Kirstin.
“Hm…
Lemme think… A
Tequila shot!”
“Great
choice!”
“Thanx!
I'm pretty good at choosing my drinks!”
“Then
a Strawberry Daiquiri and a Tequila shot coming right up!”
“Thanx!”
both girls said at the same time.
“Man,
could he be any more obvious?” Grace said through a smile. “Kirstin?”
“What?”
an absentminded Kirstin asked.
“K,
are you ok? Because first you're late for picking me up and now you're daydreaming?
That's so not you! What's going on?” Grace wondered knowing already she would
get nothing from Kirstin. Kirstin just didn't share her problems with people
and Grace knew it, but tried asking her anyways. ‘Maybe this time she'll
say something´ Grace hoped.
“Oh
nothing really. Just work. I'm kinda tired of college and work every single
day you know?” Grace nodded, knowing that wasn't the real problem. But if Kirstin
didn't feel like talking about it, she wouldn't pressure her friend “But what
were you saying?”
“That
Tom couldn't be more obvious.”
“Oh,
here we go again!”
“It's
true! He totally digs you! It's so out there! You're the only one that can't
see it. Or doesn't want to.”
“Oh
c'mon! Don't start it again! You know I don't go for guys! If he's so interested,
he'll come to me, sooner or later." she scanned the place and found Tom
taking orders from other clients "I want him, though. He's gorgeous!” she
smiled at the figure of Tom now talking to the bartender.
“So
why don't you go for him? Just this once. Tom is a great guy, but he's really
shy. If you want him, why don't you talk to him?”
“You
know I don't do that.”
“I
do, but he doesn't. And maybe he's afraid you're gonna blow him off. Maybe he's
not confident about the situation. You know how you can be pretty intimidating
for some guys.” Grace was right. Kirstin was a gorgeous 20 year-old girl. She
was 5'11", 135p, light-brown hair that went to the middle of her back,
brown eyes and some guys were too afraid to go for her and be blown off.
“If
he's not confident, maybe that's the reason I shouldn't hook up with him. Besides,
you know I don't hook up with a guy more than once. What happens if I hook up
with him and then we come here the following week? It would be too awkward!”
“Well,
I think you should go for him. He obviously doesn't know you dig him. And if
you find it too awkward afterwards, we could always find a new bar!” said Grace
with a smirk.
“Yeah… maybe you're right… So, what should I do? I've never done this before.”
“Just
say something that will make him know you're interested in him.”
“Like?”
“I
don't know! When he comes back, compliment him on something… and your famous
smile, of course!”
“Oh
ok… I can do that. I think… Oh Shh! He's coming.”
“Here ladies, you drinks.” Tom said putting the drinks from his tray down on their table “Hope they are good.”
“Bet
there are not even half as good as you are!” a line too cheesy for Kirstin,
but she looked at Grace, who was mouthing 'Nice', and then gave him
her pretty smile, the one that could light up a whole room and knock any guy
out.
Tom was took of guard. He got totally embarrassed. This was the first time she had giving him some sort of signal. Tom really liked her, but he never knew she could like him back. He couldn't hide him happiness though. Not knowing what to say, he just smiled back, turned and left.
“Wow!
You really got him speechless!”
“Maybe
now he'll do something about it. But, as I'm pretty sure he won't do anything
about it tonight, as I got him speechless, let's go dance! I need to hook up
with somebody tonight!”
“Of
course! It wouldn't be Thursday without Kirstin and the 'Thursday Guy'.
10
minutes after they went to the dance floor, Kirstin had already hooked up with
a 6', blond, brown-eyed guy and Grace decided she could use a drink. Getting
back to their table, she waved at Tom so he would go to her table.
“Another
Strawberry Daiquiri, please Tom?”
“Sure”
with something on his mind, and a hurt-feeling face, he said to Grace “So, another
'Thursday Guy', huh? That one was fast…”
“Yeah…”
seeing the expression on Tom’s face, Grace told him “She likes you Tom.”
“It
doesn't look like it. I thought she did when she made that pass on me earlier,
but now I can see she was just playing me, as she does with all the other guys
every Thursday.”
“Tom, that's Kirstin. You know us ever since the first time we came here and you know that she has always been like that. I don't know why she won't settle down already, but why don't you talk to her sometime? You are a great guy and she likes you too. She doesn't go for guys, so maybe you should go for her. I'm pretty sure she'll say yes.”
“Yeah, maybe I should do that.” he said looking at her and the 'Thursday Guy' in a corner near the dance floor “Anyways, I'll get your drink right up.”
“Thanks!”
Two
hours later, Grace saw Kirstin dismissing the 'Thursday Guy' and head towards
their table.
“Well,
I don't know about you, but I'm tired. Let's go home!”
“So,
what was this one's name?
“I
guess it was Clark… or Clint… No, it was Clark!”
“Wow,
that was a special one!”
“Oh,
you know me too well!” Kirstin smiled, put some money on the table and left
the bar.
NEW YORK CITY, NY - Kirstin's loft
After
leaving Grace at her place, Kirstin got home. Something was still bothering
her. She put on her pajamas, and turned on the TV in her living room. She just
stared at the TV, not minding what was on. Thinking
out loud she said:
“What is this? Why am I still thinking about him? It has being 2 years already. I was just with a great guy tonight. Clint was a great guy. Or was it Clark? Oh! Doesn't matter! He was a great guy! So why don't I think about Clark instead? I was doing fine 'til today. What happened? I should have not seen the video. I should have not seen it. Oh Kirstin, why were you so stupid? Why did you kiss him? You knew better than that. You knew you couldn't kiss him. Not after what happened with the first two guys. Ashley wouldn't be any different. No man will ever be any different than those two.”
In tears, she closed her eyes. She wished she could erase it all from her mind. Minutes later, she was sound asleep.
* Thanx Amy from "OurLoveIsAllForOTown" for correcting the grammar on this chapter
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