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do with my dreams or of Hunter.
She seemed satisfied, and even a bit happy for me, with all I confessed. "So, is he taking you somewhere nice?"
"I think he mentioned something like that."
"Oh my! That means you have to get dressed up and everything for this little shindig! I'm all over that. Who knows what you'd come up with, it's been that long."
"Whatever, Nora," I gave her a nudge, blushing because I knew she was right. It had been that long. And I didn't have a clue as to what to wear. Nora was good at transforming even the plainest caterpillar into a beautiful butterfly. I had no doubt that she'd have me looking no less than perfect for my date with Caleb.
After ordering pizza, we talked about school and our jobs, simple, normal things between friends. She joked more with me about my date with Caleb. I didn't mind; she had a way of making me forget all about the abnormal things that were center stage in my life. We did get more serious about my concerns of getting involved with someone at a time when it felt like I couldn't fit anything else in my life. I told her that I just wanted to concentrate on school and my career without interference, keeping to myself all of my other responsibilities. She eased all of my concerns, telling me to just have fun on the date and stop thinking so much about where anything would need to fit in.
"If fate would have it that this guy belongs in your life, there is nothing you can do about it," she told me.
Fate. I thought about the irony of it. I controlled the fates of others, but what was my fate? Would there be someone there to help me if I were to take a wrong step? Was it possible for me to be a Guardian of my own fate? I guess I would never know any of the answers unless I took a chance.
"I guess you're right," I told her.
"Of course I am!" She laughed. "Hey! I finally got my painting back from being framed. I want you to check it out and see if you think it would look good in here. Be right back." She ran to her room. Nora was a true artist. Her paintings amazed me and every one that she created seemed ten times more beautiful than the last. We already had several of them hanging on the walls throughout the apartment.
While she was gone, the buzzer rang, announcing the pizza man was waiting at our door. I yelled to Nora that I was going to run down to get it. We never buzzed anyone in; you just never knew what kind of crazies there were out there. A few minutes later, I was setting the pizza on the breakfast bar, when I realized that Nora still hadn't come out from her bedroom, unless she had during the few minutes it took to get the pizza. Either way, she wasn't in the living room and neither was the painting.
Just as I was going to call for her, she stepped out of her room. I was confused because she was wearing her jacket now with her purse and keys in hand.
"Where are you going?" I asked.
"I'm so sorry, but I got a call from one of my project partners, and she is freaking out. Our project is due tomorrow and she forgot to get my notes, which directly correlate with her section of it. I'm so pissed! I hate people that wait until the last minute!"
"So you want me to put the pizza in the oven and just wait until you get back?"
Nora groaned. "I hate to do this, but we are going to have to reschedule our night, hon. I'm so sorry. She lives like halfway across town and I'm going to have to explain some things to her. She's not one of the brightest crayons in the box, so this could be awhile."
"That's okay. It's not your fault. We'll do it another night. Go do what you need to do."
She was already halfway out the door as she said, "I'm really sorry, Cassie. But at least I got to meet your new man. And we can talk more when I'm helping you get ready tomorrow, right?"
"Absolutely. Now get out of here and do your Good Samaritan deed for the night." I waved her out the door and shut it behind her as we said goodbye.
Not knowing what to do with myself, now that the night
She seemed satisfied, and even a bit happy for me, with all I confessed. "So, is he taking you somewhere nice?"
"I think he mentioned something like that."
"Oh my! That means you have to get dressed up and everything for this little shindig! I'm all over that. Who knows what you'd come up with, it's been that long."
"Whatever, Nora," I gave her a nudge, blushing because I knew she was right. It had been that long. And I didn't have a clue as to what to wear. Nora was good at transforming even the plainest caterpillar into a beautiful butterfly. I had no doubt that she'd have me looking no less than perfect for my date with Caleb.
After ordering pizza, we talked about school and our jobs, simple, normal things between friends. She joked more with me about my date with Caleb. I didn't mind; she had a way of making me forget all about the abnormal things that were center stage in my life. We did get more serious about my concerns of getting involved with someone at a time when it felt like I couldn't fit anything else in my life. I told her that I just wanted to concentrate on school and my career without interference, keeping to myself all of my other responsibilities. She eased all of my concerns, telling me to just have fun on the date and stop thinking so much about where anything would need to fit in.
"If fate would have it that this guy belongs in your life, there is nothing you can do about it," she told me.
Fate. I thought about the irony of it. I controlled the fates of others, but what was my fate? Would there be someone there to help me if I were to take a wrong step? Was it possible for me to be a Guardian of my own fate? I guess I would never know any of the answers unless I took a chance.
"I guess you're right," I told her.
"Of course I am!" She laughed. "Hey! I finally got my painting back from being framed. I want you to check it out and see if you think it would look good in here. Be right back." She ran to her room. Nora was a true artist. Her paintings amazed me and every one that she created seemed ten times more beautiful than the last. We already had several of them hanging on the walls throughout the apartment.
While she was gone, the buzzer rang, announcing the pizza man was waiting at our door. I yelled to Nora that I was going to run down to get it. We never buzzed anyone in; you just never knew what kind of crazies there were out there. A few minutes later, I was setting the pizza on the breakfast bar, when I realized that Nora still hadn't come out from her bedroom, unless she had during the few minutes it took to get the pizza. Either way, she wasn't in the living room and neither was the painting.
Just as I was going to call for her, she stepped out of her room. I was confused because she was wearing her jacket now with her purse and keys in hand.
"Where are you going?" I asked.
"I'm so sorry, but I got a call from one of my project partners, and she is freaking out. Our project is due tomorrow and she forgot to get my notes, which directly correlate with her section of it. I'm so pissed! I hate people that wait until the last minute!"
"So you want me to put the pizza in the oven and just wait until you get back?"
Nora groaned. "I hate to do this, but we are going to have to reschedule our night, hon. I'm so sorry. She lives like halfway across town and I'm going to have to explain some things to her. She's not one of the brightest crayons in the box, so this could be awhile."
"That's okay. It's not your fault. We'll do it another night. Go do what you need to do."
She was already halfway out the door as she said, "I'm really sorry, Cassie. But at least I got to meet your new man. And we can talk more when I'm helping you get ready tomorrow, right?"
"Absolutely. Now get out of here and do your Good Samaritan deed for the night." I waved her out the door and shut it behind her as we said goodbye.
Not knowing what to do with myself, now that the night
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