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Grand, you say?
As grand as the great staircase of Rosings Park?
Henry
Yes, I believe it will be just as grand as Rosings Park itself.
Lucy
It will not be easy to convince others that I enjoy your company…especially those who know you personally.
Henry
I understand the extensive torture this will be for you. My apologies. In return for your troubles, I promise to deliver the most exquisite film adaptation of Pride and Prejudice you’ve ever seen.
Lucy
Well, that’s a very presumptuous promise, Mr. Brooks!
Henry
I’m a confident man. I thought you knewthis by now.
Lucy
I believe it’s spelled A-R-R-O-G-A-N-T.
Henry
Once again, with the comedy.
Lucy
I do believe relationships involve humor and laughter. This is a skill I can utilize IF I decide to agree to be in a fake relationship with you.
Henry
I’m not sure, but I’ll spend the rest of my evening researching typical relationship behaviors in the hope that you agree.
Goodnight, Lucy.
Lucy
Goodnight, Henry. Best of luck with your research
Fifteen
LUCY
“You’ll never guesswho just texted me,” Ellie screams into the phone. Well, if it’s going to be one of these calls, it’s time to switch to speaker phone. I drop it onto my bed and continue to braid my wet hair. Ellie called just as I was getting out of the shower. Knowing I won’t be on camera with students this afternoon, I washed my hair after my morning classes ended. I’d rather let it air dry, and loose braids always make for great waves in my hair.
“Who texted you?” I ask, running through the possible suspects in my head.
“Theparasite,” she screams John’s nickname, and I’m thankful I decided to put the phone down.
“That’s awfully brave of him. What did he want?” I never did reply to his texts the other day. Maybe he has moved on and hopes to make a pass at Ellie. Even though she is the last girl on this Earth who would fall for him. He’s dumb enough to think he could pull any girl, even the ones who hate him.
“A lot, actually, all about you. And he sent me this! Hold on, I’ll text it.” Now finished with my braids, I pick up the phone as one of the paparazzi photos of Henry and I come through. Oh course, it’s one that shows my face is in full view while Henry is whispering in my ear. “What is going on? Are you two an item, and you never told me?”
