Shannon Jennings wasn't thinking. It was all a blur. What had he just rambled about?
harsh heat of anxiety took over him as he rushed to the bathroom to
throw some water on his face. He might have been shaking as he stared at
himself in the mirror. His locks of thick dark hair hung in his face.
Hopefully, this guys didn't see much of his. Didn't see his odd long
face. His chin.
Shannon winced as if maybe that guy saw a monster.
Really, he knew he'd witnessed the most warmest smile in his life, and
it shocked him too. He'd noticed.
This fellow was fit, lanky and Shannon could only imagine how he might be with his shirt off.
shook the thought to think that way. It was like him. He was above
this. He really was. Shan sloshed more water on his face, getting his
locks damp in the process, but he really didn't care. He needed to get
out of this funk fast.
"Oh, there you are," Lily awoke him. "I've
been looking for you everywhere." She put her arms around him from
behind as if she'd finally caught him, but she pressed her cheek against his back ever so loving.
She was no more than a pixie, or so he thought. Shan looked at her from the mirror.
"You know, you're in the women's rest room, don't you?" She smiled as if she really loved it when he did silly things.
winced hard and unwrapped himself from her with a deep sigh. He looked
back at her, thinking she was the most confident female he knew. Her hair
was cropped so short, yet her femine touch prevailed. Her olive complexion
only radiated her beauty more. She honestly could fight her way through
anything, and she was his best friend.
"There's a party tonight."
She pursed her lips as she looped an arm around his. She'd get him out
of this mess. Lily always knew what was good for him.
Shan winced, as he couldn't imagine one. They were at band camp. It was
easy to see tomorrow would be rigid with music and marching. Lots of
it. "Are you crazy?"
"Relax, its off campus." She shrugged with a smile, as if she had a wonderful time planned for them.
don't want to go." He shook his head. He had his book. That was
satisfying enough. He needed some sleep, not a drunken mayhem with her.
No telling, what she had in mind.
"Don't be a funk'n square." She scowled then. After all, this was their last time to hang out before he moved.