“So, if you really think this statue moves and attacks people, let's figure out what is going on,” Thomas said.
“You'll just make fun of me the entire time,” Sarah said. “I'm really not interested in being laughed at every night.”
“Just let me laugh at you Friday night then. It's in a couple of days. We could go to the pub and grab dinner and try to talk to the owner. What's her name?”
“Kitty O'Nally,” Sarah said. “I don't want to get dinner alone with you.”
“Leann would come, I”m sure,” Thomas said. “My roommate might be interested. I think he's got a thing for her.”
“Please tell me you're not trying to set her up,” Sarah said.
“Patrick's a nice guy. Leann seems like she wants to have a boyfriend. I think it could work.”
“You really shouldn't get in the middle of it. Men shouldn't try to match make. It doesn't work out.”
“I want to hang out with you Friday,” Thomas said. “That is my only true attempt here. I don't care if they date or not. I just know he likes her and she will go with us, so Patrick will too.”
Sarah looked at him and for once he wasn't grinning like a clown from ear to ear. “Fine, as long as they both go, I consent. But this is for information gathering, not a fun double date.”
“Can't it be both?” She glared at him. “Kidding, I'm only kidding.”
“Are you going to let me get back to my homework?” she asked. “Or are you going to sit there staring at me?”
“Can I bring my work down here and sit in silence with you?” he asked. “I've got a few things I really need to work on, and Patrick is usually up there playing video games.”
“Sure, as long as I can get this done. I want to e-mail it to my teacher tonight so he can send me his thoughts on it. It's due Monday, and if we are going to be going on a mission this weekend, I better finish it before then.”
“I'll be quiet, I promise,” he said. “Please be here when I get back.”
“I'm not planning on going anywhere,” she said.
Thomas hurried out of the room and headed toward his room to grab some of his calculus and physics homework. He had already finished his work for the week, so he was going to have to start on some of the assignments for the next week.
When he opened the door he saw Leann and Patrick sitting on Patrick's bed watching a movie. “I'm just grabbing some homework, sorry to interrupt.”
“You're not interrupting,” Leann said. “We're just watching Twilight. Can you believe Patrick's never seen it?” Thomas grinned and looked over to see Patrick's grimace. “Want to join us? It's at the beginning and I can fill you in.”
“No, I've got some calculus homework I really should get done. You two enjoy,” he said, still smiling. He grabbed his backpack and his books. He opened the door and turned to ask, “Do you two want to go to O'Nally's Friday with Sarah and I to have some dinner and ask a few questions to the owner, you know, about the statue legend.”
Patrick looked at Leann. “I'd love to,” she said. “Have you really started to believe that legend?”
“No, but Sarah does. I think it would be good for our friendship if I tried to believe some of this stuff. Patrick, are you in?”
“Yeah, they have good food there.”
“Great. I'll let Sarah know everyones in. We'll talk about the plan a little more Friday afternoon. Enjoy your movie.” Thomas smirked at Patrick one more time before he closed the door. He headed back to the lobby to sit at the table with Sarah. Another guy was there talking with her while she stared intently at her computer.
“So what are you doing this weekend?” he asked her. “I want to go to see a movie. Pretty much any movie, if you're interested?”
“I've got plans this weekend, sorry,” she said, not missing a beat typing on her computer.
“You have plans for the entire weekend?” he asked. “Come on, Sarah. It's just one movie.”
Thomas put his backpack on the table and looked at the guy. “Hey, Sarah. Leann and Patrick are in for dinner with us Friday night.” She looked at Thomas and seemed relieved. “I'm Thomas,” he said, putting his hand toward the guy.
“I'm leaving,” he said, ignoring Thomas' hand. “Let me know about that movie, Sarah.” He walked out of the building.
“Thank you,” she said. “He's been asking me out since move-in day. A movie, dinner, anything. He seems a bit desperate.”
“I'm glad I could help,” he said. “I promised silence though, so back to your work.” He opened his calculus book and pulled a notebook with several numeric scribbles out of his backpack. Thomas tried to ignore the fact that she was staring at him while he worked on a section his teacher hadn't even taught yet.
Sarah typed a few more lines on her computer and hit save. “All I have left is the conclusion, but I think I need a dinner break. Are you interested?”
“Well I just got started on this section,” he said, “and if you just have the conclusion maybe you should finish it before dinner.”
“Maybe I'll just call Leann and see if she wants to eat.” Sarah closed her laptop and pulled her phone out of her pocket.
“I can get dinner now though. We'll be a lot of the rush. Most people don't get there until seven.” He closed his notebook and pencil into his calculus book and shoved everything into his backpack.
“I should probably still check to see what Leann is doing. I haven't seen her since I left for class this morning.”
“What if I told you I knew where she was?” he asked.
“I'd say I wasn't surprised that she's been texting you.”
“I didn't find out through text. She's up in my room watching Twilight with Patrick.” He zipped his backpack up. “Oh, and they are good with going on Friday.”
“That poor guy,” Sarah said. “How did she talk him into that?”
“Guys will do a lot to impress the girls they like,” he said. “I don't really want to take this back to my room though. She asked me to stay and watch it to when I walked in.”
“You can leave it in my room. You've never been up there, have you?” she asked.
“Not that I can remember. Unless you count the night I snuck up there to stare at you.”
“That's not funny.”
“I've never been up there,” Thomas reassured her.
“I know.” She led him through the girls side and up to her room.
Sunday, February 14, 2010
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