Wendy's Story, Part 11


We dropped off Karen first, and Gordon got out of the limo, too. Those two will be so happy together; I can feel it in my bones. But Paul was so mad at me! He just kept telling me how awful I'd been to him during the night, and it made me feel so sad. I mean, he was right! I had ditched him when I was scared of David, and then at the end, when I got back together with David, I didn't even see where he went to. The worst part about it was that I had arranged to meet David later in the evening. Even if I wanted to spend time trying to sort things out with Paul, I had to get back to my room in time. Forget the fact that we were late with the limo--Daddy would have a fit it he found out how long David had had a key to my balcony. I didn't know what to do. I mean, I was feeling really bad about Paul, but I was happy about getting back together with David. I had to be happy for David, or else everything would go wrong with us again. I decided that the best way to keep myself happy was not to let Paul talk to me. He kept silent while Gordon was back in the car, but when Gordon left, I had to pretend to be watching TV so that Paul wouldn't bother me. That's such an awful thing to do, but I couldn't let myself become miserable for when David came over. So I think I'm pretty calm now. I don't think it was such a horrible evening when all was said and done. I still have my centerpiece on top of my dresser, and the moon looks beautiful through the big windows of my room.
	by Brian Tivol

We dropped off Karen first, and Gordon got out of the limo, too. Those two will be so happy together; I can feel it in my bones.

But Paul was so mad at me! He just kept telling me how awful I'd been to him during the night, and it made me feel so sad. I mean, he was right! I had ditched him when I was scared of David, and then at the end, when I got back together with David, I didn't even see where he went to.

The worst part about it was that I had arranged to meet David later in the evening. Even if I wanted to spend time trying to sort things out with Paul, I had to get back to my room in time. Forget the fact that we were late with the limo--Daddy would have a fit it he found out how long David had had a key to my balcony.

I didn't know what to do. I mean, I was feeling really bad about Paul, but I was happy about getting back together with David. I had to be happy for David, or else everything would go wrong with us again.

I decided that the best way to keep myself happy was not to let Paul talk to me. He kept silent while Gordon was back in the car, but when Gordon left, I had to pretend to be watching TV so that Paul wouldn't bother me. That's such an awful thing to do, but I couldn't let myself become miserable for when David came over.

So I think I'm pretty calm now. I don't think it was such a horrible evening when all was said and done. I still have my centerpiece on top of my dresser, and the moon looks beautiful through the big windows of my room.

by Brian Tivol