4 Nerds Want Lemons

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Chapter 21

Tomlin

Saturday 6:00 pm

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Now that everything was planned and the guys would be here in an hour I decided to take a shower and think of what to say to help the friends group out. I found the fact that they were fighting over sex adorable. I found the fact that no one had crossed the lines until now adorable.

Wait? Was I the only one who knew that? Was I the secret holder? That kind of worried me a little, I pushed it out of my mind and went back to happy thoughts.

At least I tried too.

I found it sad that they weren't listening to each other. In a situation like this I think communicating with the utmost calmness had to be the only and right way to go. There were too many of them for anything else. Sister Wives taught me that. Oh, god, I was reverse therapizing a polytrope. It made me so happy clapping my hands together I almost slipped and died. 

I hurried out of the shower to get dressed in skinny light jeans and a black t-shirt. I pulled on my purple sweatshirt and pushed my glasses on, I straightened my hair and brushed it out until it was laying on one side of my head and I was finally ready. I looked alright for a Saturday night in.

"Ryland, do you guys like pizza or Chinese food more?" I asked him, stepping into his room to find him on the bed in the same spot I left him an hour ago.

"Chinese. The guys eat pizza like three times a week. It's really unhealthy, but I can't get them to change it."

"Alright, anything in particular they like?"

He shrugged. "Sweet and sour pork, broccoli beef and general chicken."

"Got it. And you?"

"What do you mean, me?" He looked at me with a frown.

"I'm assuming that's for your guys. I'm asking "what do you like?"

"Oh, uh, I like what they like. And those wanton things with the crab inside."

I smiled at him. "Consider it done."

"Thank you, Lemons."

I knew that thank you was more than just for the food. I'd actually asked him what he wanted and I had this feeling with the three amigos around that didn't happen often. It made me feel good deep inside to know that was what I was here for. While he took care of them, I was going to take care of him tonight. He needed help, I could see it. And he was really open with me.

Oh, man I was getting too excited for this.

Growing up my favorite show in the whole world was Big Love on HBO. And I always liked Marge the best because Marge was always like, sex helps, sex heals. Do this and do that. But the first wife was always such a bitch it made shit hard. And then Nikki with all her insane shit made me laugh. If you've never seen it, do it now. It's awesome.

Anyways, I wanted to be Marge but like I wanted the first wives spot because if Marge was the first wife the other wives would be nice and listen to her. Not because sex cures all things, but because being open and nice and communicating does. That was Marge in a nutshell. Well, until she slept with the son, but anyways moving on. I now knew what I was going to do for these four lovesick boys who were all clueless. I was just going to help them out as any good life coach would and talk them into believing they were in a real relationship. That's what Marge would do.

The doorbell rang causing me to jump a little. I laughed at myself for being a chicken then I ran downstairs and opened the door. It was the food thank goodness. I tipped the handsome man who winked at me and told him to have a goodnight. Darius, Sammy and Jay happened to get there right when he was leaving. I smiled at all their puffy red faces standing back to let them through my front door.