ODDS OF LOVE : SEASON ELEVEN

Episode 13

Sol was reading about solar panels and wondering if he could ever convince the school to get them put on the building. Or maybe even Doc DuBuis and Doc Spencer putting them on the house. The technology was just so fascinating really. He was so engrossed in the book he read on his bed that he barely heard Luci as she came into his and Theodore's bedroom.

" So," she said as she stood before himself in her new normal all black clothes and combat boots ," are you feeling better? "

Sol ignored her the way she had been treating him lately. But he was still so aware of her very presence. She smelled so good to him. He forced himself to concentrate on the book instead of her. Which was difficult. He was always aware of Luci Moore. Awake or in his dreams. Sometimes he wondered what it would be like if they had a relationship like Theodore and Alan with their official/ unofficial dating. Hopefully they would be less annoying than them without the likes of the Theodore's stammering everytime he saw Alan or Alan's deep flushing in the face each time Theodore called his name.

" Sol, did you hear me? Are you ok ? "

Sol lifted his eyes and stared at her. " I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be? Don't you have studying to be doing or something? Gotta get into the right college before we even finish the sixth grade right? "

Luci sighed and plopped down next to him. " Guess I deserve that one. Look , I don't hate you. I ... I just need from the family and all some.... some ...... "

Sol smiled bitterly. " Space? That's what the boomers call it , right? You want space from me? Fire ! You got space. Now go away. "

Luci drew back a little from him and made a face. " I will not. I'm not like Uncle Spencer. I don't go away just because you say so. Look. I know I've been weird lately. I've been..... having a hard time dealing with what happened to Uncle D. You know. The stroke. " She started to absently twirl a strand of hair between her fingers as he stared at her. " He was mad at Moms over me during Christmas dinner. He was screaming about me. I felt like it was my fault. Like everyone blamed me. Ok ? "

Sol slammed the book closed and tossed it across the room until it hit the opposite wall with the poster of Mozart near Theodore's neatly made bed. " That's the dumbest thing I ever heard anyone say. I thought you was smart. And they call me dumb. Ain't nobody blaming you. Not them. Not Theodore. And not me. Gal....."

Luci silenced him in mid sentence with a soft hesitant kiss that grew a little more bolder the longer it went on. As they broke away they looked at each other with big questioning eyes.

Sol said ," You're thirteen now. I'll be fourteen this summer. In the fall we'll be in seventh grade. "

" Yeah ? So ? "

" So ...... I wonder if...... Luci ..... I still really like you. "

Luci sighed. " I really like you too. You really don't blame me? "

" Of course I don't blame you. It wasn't your fault. We all know that. We thought you hated us actually. Especially your uncles. Especially your Uncle DuBuis. I mean do you blame me for your Uncle Spencer and my egg donor fighting like they are ? Her being so mean to him? Because of me?"

Luci shook her head. " It's not your fault. I can't believe two whole adults are fighting about such silly stuff. Although he is right you know. She was so wrong to cut down his tree. That old tree never hurt anyone. Uncle Spencer gets emotional over his trees and his garden and Uncle D and us and Miracle and his work and ..... well everything really. "

Sol made a face. " Of course LuLu is wrong. Cutting down a tree is the worst thing anyone can do right now. Did you hear Mr. Anderson in class saying how bad the environment is getting now ? The earth is getting hotter and hotter and without trees we won't be able to breathe eventually. A lot of stuff going on is getting irreversible. " He stopped speaking with a red flush to his pale freckled face. " Sorry. I really like this science stuff. I think I want to be a scientist one day. If there's a planet left when we graduate that is. "

" You will. And.... I want to be...... a doctor. A doctor like Uncle D. "

Luci bit her lip. Uncle Spencer was going to be so disappointed if she didn't follow in his footsteps and become a mathematician like him. She loved math still but after her uncle's stroke she was starting to get equally interested in medicine.