"Do you know each other?" asks Mrs. Chmielewski.
"Y--yes......."
Suddenly the door swings and Justin's eyes lock on mine. "Oh........hey, aren't you............?"
"Yes....."
"Am I missing something?" asks Mrs. C.
"These are 2 out of 5 men that saved my life........"
Mrs. C's eyes widen in horror and surprise. "Are you still willing to.........?" she asks us, primarily me.
Not really.
"Yes."
"And you, Mr. Chasez?"
"Of course. Won't you come in?"
"Oh, I can't stay. Just remember program rules, and if you need anything, feel free," says Mrs. C, turning and walking away.
As soon as she's gone, I let out a sigh.
"I can't believe it's you!" says JC, giving me a hug. How've you been?"
I smiled ruefully. "How do you think?"
He laughs, and Justin finally makes himself known. "Hey.....Lauri, right?"
I nod. "How's it goin'?"
"Pretty good."
"The other guys are going to get a kick out of this. Joe!!!! Chris!!!!!!!!! Lance!!!!!!!!!!!" says JC, running off.
In a moment the others are back, slackjawed and shocked.
"Hey y'all."
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From the moment I see her, I can see the pain in her eyes, and I feel guilty for even thinking rude thoughts about her.
She's so sweet and innocent. She has a smile thoughts broad and inviting, with HUGE brown eyes and red hair, although I think it's dyed. She's not skinny, and not too overweight, at least not in my eyes. But most of all, she's......she's..........
"EARTH TO JUSTIN!" screams Joe.
"Huh?"
"See, I told you it was nothing, gorgeous," he says to Lauri, sidling up to her and making her laugh,.
"Oh, pssssshh," she says, waving it off.
"So, do you want to go up to your guest room and get settled?" Jayce asks.
"Sure," she says.
"Which one is it?" I ask.
"The one next to yours, dumbass," says Chris. "You know, the one you used to help paint."
I give him a death glare.
"Uh...........why don't I just go?" she asks.
"Don't be silly. I'll take you," I say, guiding her to the room.
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Hijo de puya!
This place is GORGEOUS!
"This place is........wow........"
Justin smiles at me. "You like?"
"Um, duh."
He chuckles. "Do you want me to help you unpack?" he asks.
I look at him doubtfully. Finally, I answer. "Uh.....no.......it's just, a bit personal."
"Okay, but just let me know when you're done."
"Sure."
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"Dude!!! What the hell was that about?" asks Lance.
I look at him quizzically. "What?"
"The whole, spacing out when you look at her."
"I didn't space out."
"Sure, and I'm a woman....."
"You said it, not me!"
JC looks up at us from his cell, exasperated. "Will you PLEASE shut up?! Mrs. C is trying to tell me something, and I can't hear a word over you KIDS."
"Yes Mom!"
"Screw you!!!!!......Sorry Mrs. C.........okay, group what? Okay........okay......thank you........will do............bye." He turns to me.
"Go get Lauri......" he says.
"For what?"
"Group orientation or something......go!"
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"Lauri?"
I turned. Justin was staring at me, in the frame of my doorway.
"What's up, J?"
"We're supposed to do a group orientation right now."
"Oh, well, I'm done."
Justin eyed my clothes. I hadn't brought a lot.
"What?"
"Nothing."
"I was born on a Monday, but not last Monday. What?"
"That's a real small amount of clothes you got."
"That's all I thought I'd need."
"Oh.....well, you'll need a lot more........."
"I can send home for some......"
"Don't worry......I'll do it......"
I eyed him, but I couldn't read him.
"JUSTIN! Let's get started!!!"
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