What Did I Tell You?

Chapter 4

Tarja woke up late the next morning. Floor was already up, singing while she made breakfast. She greeted Tarja with a big smile and a,

"Good morning, sleeping beauty," as Tarja entered the kitchen, still wearing her pajamas.

"Hey," Tarja said sleepily, hugging her friend. "You're certainly cheerful this morning." Floor grinned.

"Oh, you know, a good night's sleep always helps."

"I think you're just happy about your date last night. How was it?" Tarja asked, taking the plate of eggs and toast that Floor held out. Floor grinned.

"Fantastic, thank you for asking! Sharon is just so nice and sweet. And she has the best taste in music!"

"You guys went to a concert?" Tarja asked, as she poured herself a mug of coffee.

"Yeah, some local band. Pretty good," Floor answered, sitting down at the table. Tarja joined her. "How about you and Alissa?"

"Just dinner and the movie," Tarja said. She decided not to mention the park, the shooting star, or the kiss. Definitely not the kiss. Floor would tease and tease and tease if she heard about that.

"Is that it?" Floor asked, arching an eyebrow.

"It wasn't a romantic date," Tarja said, taking a bite of her breakfast. "Dang, these are good, Floor."

"Thank you, glad you like them. But tell me, if it wasn't a romantic date, then how come you didn't come home until almost 1:00? You said you were going to the 21:00 showing."

"Geez, Floor, we just lost track of time!" Tarja exclaimed, then realized that was definitely not the right thing to say. Floor smirked.

"What were you doing that got you so distracted that you stayed out till almost one?" Tarja blushed furiously.

"Nothing," she mumbled. "What is your deal? Are you jealous or something?"

"What is there for me to be jealous of?" Floor asked teasingly. "If you really weren't doing anything."

"Your imagination!" Tarja snapped. "That's what I meant." She scowled and ate a huge bite of egg, purposely looking away from Floor.

"Hey, I'm sorry, Tarja," Floor said, gently touching her hand. "I'm not being mean, really. I'm just screwing around. I don't care what you and Alissa were doing, or not doing." Tarja was still scowling, but she wasn't as angry now.

"It's okay," she said. "I know you didn't." And for some reason, she all of a sudden wanted to tell Floor everything, about the park and the shooting star and even the kiss.

"Although, I'm curious. What were you doing?" Floor asked. "Was there traffic or something?"

"Actually, we went to a park," Tarja answered.

"Why?" Floor asked.

"Cause Alissa wanted to show it to me. It was really cool, with a lake and a little hill and stuff. We actually sat down and watched the stars for a little bit. We even saw a shooting star."

"Did you make a wish?" Floor asked.

"Yes, I did, and since it already came true, I'll tell you what it was. I wished that Alissa would love me the way I love her, and that we could stay together forever. And you know what?" She couldn't finish, because Floor was squealing.

"I told you she liked you!" she exclaimed, hugging Tarja. Tarja rolled her eyes, grinned, and hugged back.

"Yeah, you were totally right. I'll admit it, you were actually right about something for once."