Fan Fiction |
by distant origin
“What are you guys doing in my room?” Ken said, seeing him and Jerry both sitting on the sofa, watching TV.
“Waiting for you,” Jerry said. “We wanted to gloat. You have no idea what you just missed. The bar was full of beautiful, and I mean BEAUTIFUL models.”
Vanness nodded. “Yeah, we were even supposed to call you on your cellphone, but then we figured, the two of us could handle all of them anyway,” he said, laughing.
Ken rolled his eyes and sat on the sofa separate from the couch they were in. “Why are you already here, then?”
“Believe me, we wanted to stay until the sun came up,” Vanness said.
“But we couldn’t,” Jerry said. “Early shoot tomorrow.”
“Right,” Ken said--remembering? No, there wasn’t even a second that he hadn’t thought of Dana ever since he left her at the observatory. He looked at his two friends who had both turned back to the television that was playing the classic musical 'Singin’ in the Rain', and wondered if he should tell them about what happened. They were his friends after all. But they looked way too excited about their own news that whatever he had to say probably didn’t interest them in the least. If they ask about it, I’ll tell them, he decided.
“So,” Jerry began. “What happened to you?”
Ken had to laugh. Jerry always had impeccable timing. “I ran into Dana.”
Vanness and Jerry turned their heads sharply to look at him. “Dana, as in wicked witch of the west?” Vanness said, reminded of what Ken had called her when they first met.
“She’s not a wicked witch,” he said.
“You were the one who said it,” Jerry pointed out. “So what if you ran into her anyway?”
“I think I’m beginning to see your point earlier, you know, about her being talented and nice and… you know, pretty?”
“And?” Vanness asked, not understanding. “So she’s pretty. I thought we’d already established that.”
“We have,” Ken said. “Only, I didn’t want to admit it at first.”
“And now you do,” Jerry said.
Ken nodded.
“So, what do you want us to do about it?” Vanness asked.
“You don’t get it,” Ken said. It was more a statement than a question.
“What’s there to get?” Jerry asked, puzzled. Ken sure was acting weird. “She’s a nice, talented, pretty girl with a boyfriend.”
“Who has a friend who works at a bar with the best babes in town!” Vanness said, smiling. “Seriously Ken, if we ever get the chance to go back there, you just have to come with us. You really don’t know what you’re missing,” he said and he and Jerry started talking excitedly again about all the girls they had met.
Ken laughed at how silly his friends suddenly looked. He shouldn’t have expected those guys to get it. After all, he himself didn’t. Because Jerry, though he probably didn’t know it, spelled out what Ken SHOULD have be thinking about.
Dana was a nice, talented, pretty girl with a boyfriend. There was nothing for him to get.
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author's note:
Okay, maybe some of you have noticed how one of the chapters is suddenly gone. The truth is that I deleted it, because I realized that it's not really necessary.
This realization came about at around the same time that my sister returned from her trip and finally had time to edit my story. (As I added in the Forewords)
That's why there are also minor revisions in the previous chapters. Some of them are hardly noticeable, but they really do make a difference.
Anyway, in case you read them again, I hope you agree with me that it's better now. Or, do any of you miss the missing chapter?
(If you don't remember which one it is, that just means that you don't miss it, but in case you're curious, it was the one where Dana talks to her roommates/neighbors about F4.)
Comments are always welcome.