Dear Rabbit

Chapter 9

She practically lunged forward at me, a hand grabbing my wrist, and dragging me up the staircase so fast I was tripping left, right, and centre. The aggressively excited pulling ended with me collapsed breathing heavily on top of her bed wondering what was so important that she had to nearly kill me to talk to me about. Of course I was happy to see her so happy, I was happy after spending the day with two wonderful friends, and despite my unrest with mum everything was starting to look up again...I just would have preferred not to have my arm pulled out of my socket is all...

"Jesus, what's bloody gotten into you then?" Rubbing my arm as I sat up on the white covers of her bed. There was a slight ache from where she'd dragged me, but it wasn't that bad. She, however, looked like she was having some sort of fit where she stood shaking with delight. The wide grin upon her face was only slightly obscured by the way she bit into her lip. I could only compare it to a little child who was completely bursting with energy eager to just spew out whatever was on their mind. It was rare that I saw her like this, she was usually well collected and kept any super strong emotions under her belt. Of course Lydia had been regularly breaking this rule and I had an inkling that this was about the redhead...or as Stiles would tell you strawberry blonde.

"You'll never guess what happened!" She bounded forward, jumping next to me on the bed, sitting cross-legged as she peered down at me as if she had the most amazing news I'd ever hear in my entire life. Which was indeed a possibility, but the chance was pretty damn small...

"What? Did you see someone walk on water? Find an Ewok? Eat dinner with an amazingly talented adventurer/archaeology professor?" She rolled her eyes at my remark, but didn't say anything towards it. There wasn't a hint of a witty retort or even a sign of laughter...I must be losing my touch, first Pavlov then this? What's the world coming too...?

She sighed before talking. I'd never seen her have such difficulty getting her words out before. "Lydia had this really big fight with Jackson...and....and I...she almost kissed me...almost..." There was such as desperation focused on that last word. Almost. It was like she could almost feel it. Taste it. The type of desperation that makes your head fill with frustration and your lips purse in anger.

"She n-nearly kissed you? Like an actual snog type thing? Like lips to lips?" I hadn't even thought...I mean I knew Dori liked Lydia. I knew Dori wanted Lydia something fierce, but I never thought that might be reciprocated. At least not yet. It was a big jump for someone like Lydia...Dori was well aware that she liked both Ladies and Gents, but Lydia? I mean she was still practically in love with Jackass. It just seemed so peculiar. I was dumbstruck. I probably looked pretty dumb as well staring at her like that with my mouth practically on the floor.

"Yeah, that's kind of what I mean by kiss, Char" She rolled her eyes at me, she looked unsure underneath it all...about something. Like she doubted what it all meant. To me a near kiss or any sort of kiss was a pretty bloody good sign that someone liked you or was at least attracted to you right? I mean I didn't have much...well any experience in the area, but it was common sense, right?

"Well...get in there, son!" I cheered in a faux deep voice, which made me cough. I really needed to stop doing silly voices that hurt. It wasn't fun...except that Gandalf one or Jar Jar Binks...they're both fun to do. But that's beside the point, the point is that I hurt my throat and Dori looked slightly disillusioned staring at her hands that rested in her lap. Wasn't she supposed to be excited like she was before? Why did she seem so sullen all of a sudden?