81} Where'd All The Time Go? (2)

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August 8, 2000

(Daytona Beach, Florida)
Luther woke up with a groan as his wife turned off their alarm clock.
"Morning, Honey," Sloane gave him a kiss on the cheek.
"Morning," He stretched and gave her a proper kiss.
"Are you ready?" Sloane asked as soon as they'd gone downstairs for coffee.
"I don't know," He chuckled, "How do you know if you're ready to find out your baby's gender?"
"I know I'm ready," She took a sip of her decaf, "I'm just so anxious. What do you think? Boy or girl?"
"Definitely boy," He nodded assuredly.
"What makes you say that?"
"Because."
"Sure sure. Well, I think she's a girl."
"Okay, we'll see," Luther chuckled.

After an hour, they left and were getting the ultrasound done.
"Are you guys ready to find out?" The nurse asked.
"Yeah," Sloane bit her lip and held Luther's hand.
"You guys are having a boy."
"I told you," Luther whispered in her ear.
"I hate you," She jokingly slapped his arm.
"You love me," He wrapped his arms around her and gave her a huge kiss on the forehead.
"I do," She giggled, "Now, I guess I should go back to work. That environmental case won't fight itself."
"You need a break."
"So do you, Mr. I work at NASA."
"How about we both call in for the rest of the day, hmm?"
"I'd love that."

~

(Chicago, Illinois)
"Diego!" The principal called his name from the doorway, "Come here, please. I need you for a second."
Diego hesitantly walked over and left his English class. It was the start of his junior year and he thought he was already getting into trouble again. He was prepared to be scolded for vandalizing the upstairs bathroom, but was pleasantly surprised when that wasn't the case.
"Diego," the principal cleared his throat, "Since you've turned yourself and grades around this year, I've decided to give you more responsibility this year. This is Lila," the principal walked him into his office and introduced him to a girl, "She's new here and I'd like it if you would give her a tour of the school."
"Sure thing," Diego nodded with a fake smile and led Lila out into the hall.

"So," Diego tried to make small talk, "Where'd you move from?"
"None of your fucking business," She snapped.
"Jeez, be like that then."
"I will, ass wipe."
"Hey, I haven't done anything to you!"
"You've rotted my brain with your bad breath."
"I had garlic bread for lunch, shut up."
"Terrible idea, though garlic bread is the shit."
"Agreed."
"Good. Now, I'm gonna abandon you to go fuck around on my own. Don't tell anyone, okay? And I won't snitch on you."
"Sure..." He trailed off as he watched the most beautiful and mind boggling girl he'd ever met skip off.
I'm gonna get her to go out with me. I know it.

~

(Los Angeles, California)
"And cut!" The director yelled, "Beautiful, Allison! Great job. I have a feeling this film is going to put us both on the map."
"Definitely, Klaus," She walked over and wiped the fake blood from the side of her mouth, "Thank you for choosing me of all people to work with on this."
"Of course! You're perfect for the part and I wanted a lesser known actress so we could get big together"
"Well, I'm glad you chose me."
"Me too. So, how's baby Claire?"
"Fine, my mom's watching her now."
"Well, let's call it a wrap for the day so you can get home."
"Oh, we don't have to do that."
"It's fine, Ally. You're a 19 year old mother with a baby and no baby daddy. It's okay."

"Fine," She gave in, "But at least let me buy you lunch."
"Sure, that sounds nice. Where to?" He hopped off of his director's chair and linked their arms.
"Hmmm. How about we go to that place where you were giving that one waiter googly eyes last week?"
"No, I don't wanna go see Dave again."
"Too bad, we're going."
"Just make sure I stay away from the alcohol. I don't wanna be forced back into rehab. It's embarrassing being the only one there under 21 and I need to keep my head clear to finish this movie."
"I was planning on it whether you asked or not."
"Good. You're a great sister Ally."
"Sister?"
"Well, you're like the sister I never had."
"Thanks, brother."
"Awe, I love you so much."

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