The house was transformed into a party venue. Workers have been working since morning, putting up lights, flowers, setting up tables, inside and outside the house. The lawn had been mowed, tents were hoisted. The kitchen had been cooking non-stop, caterers have arrived with more variations of dishes to serve throughout the night.
Her parents had invited 150 guests aside from Charlene's friends. The caterers provided 20 waiters and waitresses to make sure the food and beverages were prepared and served properly. There will be at least 250 people crowding the party. She looked stunning in a white halter neck dress that her mom had chosen for her. She put on some make-up and earrings. She brushed her hair casually because her naturally wavy hair looked gorgeous on any occasion. She finally came downstairs with Mandy and Kayla when it was almost dinner time. The guests were already gathered up under the staircase, having hors d'oeuvres and champagne. They all looked up to see her descending the steps with wide smiles on their faces.
"Happy birthday, Charlene, you look lovely tonight."
"Astonishing!"
"Happy birthday dear, I almost didn't recognize you."
They all greeted her as she made her way through. "Now, Charlene ... this is Mr. and Mrs. Friedman," her dad introduced her to a woman and a man he was having a conversation with. She shook their hands.
"Lovely to meet you, darling, you look dazzling this evening," said Mrs. Friedman.
"Thank you, you look lovely as well," she replied with a smile.
"They will be our guests for the weekend because I have some business to discuss with Mr. Friedman," her dad explained. She nodded pleasantly.
"And this is Landon ... the young man I told you about," her father continued.
He appeared from behind her dad, he was wearing a tuxedo and was holding a glass of champagne in one hand. His brown eyes matched the color of his short and wavy hair, he too was smiling pleasantly. He looked a lot like his father. "Landon will also be staying at our house this weekend, so I hope we can all get acquainted and make our guests feel at home," Bill added. They shook hands and introduced themselves to each other.
"Ladies, I think you can all go-ahead to the main hall because dinner is served ... and Charlene, you can take Landon for a house tour and have dinner together later on?" her mother escorted Mandy and Kayla away. Charlene did not expect to be shoved together with the new guest, but she smiled away while trying to make out what her friends were mouthing to her.
"Happy birthday, thank you for letting us stay here for the weekend," Landon said.
"Oh you should thank my dad for that, I think, but ... you're welcome," she replied awkwardly. She leads him to walk around the house, away from the crowd, just as her mom asked her. Landon initiated most of the conversation because she didn't really know what to ask him.
Landon was an academic, it was obvious from the get-go that he was probably the smartest guy in his class. He was very articulate and sophisticated with a hint of arrogance in his persona. He was a serious guy, kind of like her father. Landon was five years older than her and seemed to have a lot of knowledge about everything. He knew about some paintings they had around the house and spoke about the foreign countries he had been to.
"I heard you're going to help my dad with his campaign next year? And that you'll be working for him if he takes office after you graduate?"
His face lit up, "Yes, definitely, it's a great opportunity for a fresh graduate, and it would be an honor for me to be working for someone like your father." He took a deep breath as if he was really looking forward to the future, "The things I will learn from that experience alone ... is overwhelming, and you get to do the same once you get your degree in UOG, are you excited?"
Charlene nodded, "Yeah ... college will be a very different experience from my life here, being away on my own and be independent, I've always wanted to explore places other than Bluebridge," she said.
"You won't be on your own, though, I'll be there to help you out with everything, at least for the first year ... your dad was very specific about that," he grinned knowingly that he was assigned to care for daddy's little girl.
"Sorry about that, my parents can be overbearing sometimes, you really don't have to go through any trouble for me," she apologized.
"No trouble at all, it will be my pleasure," he said while looking her straight in the eyes.
"Thank you," somehow she felt a 'thank you' was appropriate.
They walked quite far into the house and arrived at the music room. She showed him in, the room was filled with books and a baby grand piano elegantly placed right in the middle. A set of sofa laid out near the piano, a coffee table beside it. "Nice room ... is this where you gather for family time?" he asked as he gazed around the room.
"Uh hmm," she closed the door behind her.
"Do you play the piano?" he sat on the piano chair and pushed on the keys.
"No, my sister plays it, I sing ... sometimes," she answered shyly.
He started playing a tune, "Would you sing for me, then?" She blushed, "No ... I'm not very good at it," she lied.
"I don't believe you, come on ... sing a song, a happy birthday song, it's an easy one, right?" he persuaded her while paying the tune of 'Happy Birthday'.
She sat on the arm of the three seated sofas, shook her head, and covered her mouth, too shy to sing a tune. Landon kept playing, he was amused by her reaction.
"I think it's time to try all the nice food before everyone finishes it," Landon said after the song. He held out his hand to Charlene, she hesitated for a moment, then she took it, but she soon let go after they opened the door.
She excused herself after dinner to be with her friends. She felt bad to have abandoned them to be a good hostess for Landon for a big part of the night. She sat at the back balcony and had non-alcoholic cocktails with Mandy, Kayla, and some of her other friends from school, while Landon seemed to be wandering around the party and mingled with the adults.
"So, how was he?" asked Mandy.
"Yeah, how was it?" Kayla scooted over to joined in for the details.
"He was okay ... we were just talking about Gastonburry," she said casually.
"So that's the guy your parents want you to marry? He's quite a catch, don't you think?" Mandy was being cheeky.
"Have you seen his car? A future lawyer, wealthy parents ... I wonder if he has the abs like Tommy," Kayla threw in an even cheekier comment.
Charlene elbowed her, "Shut up ... it's not like that."
"Oh, come on? Don't tell me you're not wondering how he looks naked? I mean, he's got everything ... good looks, smart, a bright future, just that one more thing ... does he have a big and hard ... "
"Mandy!! No! Oh my God! You two!" Charlene was embarrassed just listening to their comments.
"The trouble with virgins ... you should try it, Charlene, you'll know what we're talking about," said Kayla.
"Although, first times are usually not very pleasant ... but I bet Tommy is good in bed," Mandy commented.
"Hmmm ... having slept with all those girls without being committed to any of them? He must be VERY good in bed," both girls giggled.
Charlene was used to her best friend's sex cackles, as far as she knew, she might be the only girl who was never been kissed in her school, let alone had sex. But she was not clueless, and she did wonder how it would feel like for her for the first time, to be kissed, to be touched, to make love with a boy that she likes. The entire night had been about Landon, but all she could think about was how badly she wanted to see Tommy again.
When he was a boy, he never really pictured how his life would be when he grows up. Throughout his adolescence, when he explored with girls and his sexuality, he never had an image of what his dream girl would be like. He never really thought about it.When he met Charlie, he just knew, it had to be her.She wasn't a light packer. She stuffed his Honda with three suitcases and three boxes of her belongings to last her for the whole summer. She sat on the passenger seat, lifted her lean legs on the dashboard, the sun reflected on her face and hair, he thought he must've been dreaming.He was moving to the city that he always said he would, he was going to start working where he always said he would, and he was accompanied by the girl of his dream. The girl who had pushed him to chase his own dreams.She was his reason for everything. Most importantly, she loves him."What?" Charli
Charlie was outside on the lawn, she was talking to Charlotte as they sat on the white bench. It was a typical afternoon in a small town like Bluebridge, where people spend their time together just talking, sipping tea, or take an afternoon walk along the pathways. Some spend it at the lake or on a picnic at the grassy field. He'd miss all those things, he'll remember it as his hometown. Bluebridge will be a place where he'll probably visit once a year and less often with each passing year.He was watching them from inside. Her smile was infectious, he smiled just looking at her smile. 'Cried for months' her mother said. She really did love him, something he still has a hard time believing. He was going to be better this time, he can't slip up again. Whatever it takes to keep her in his life, he will do it.He stepped out of the front door. Charlie waved at him to come and meet Charlotte. "This is my boyfriend Tom ... this is Charlotte, my s
To be back with Tommy was easy. It didn't need any getting used to, even after being apart longer than they've been together. Landon felt more like a strangerthan Tommy ever was. They were glued to each other. Leaving their friends shaking their heads because of how intensely they're drawn to each other. They've always known that, it was partly why they had teased the couple a lot when they were 'broken up' for a short period of time. There was a pull between them that was undeniable, no matter how hard they tried.She had been contemplating the idea for a few days. She wasn't ready to be parted from Tommy just yet. The thought of spending summer in Bluebridge without him was torture. She always wanted to go to Goldstone, now that she was old enough to experience the city, it was the best time than any for her to go. Although she knew that asking her parents for permission would be nearly impossible, she had to try, at least with her mom.
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Bill Ludlow enjoys his coffee at the dining table every morning, with his wife serving him breakfast and the fresh newspaper laid on the table for him. Catherine sat on the chair across from him, sipping her own cup of tea. She was exceptionally calm that morning. She had planned a plan of attack on her husband in regards of recent development about their daughter. She was holding herself from lashing out after hearing about his one-sided decision in the engagement of her daughter and his business partner's son."It's awfully quiet this morning ... where is everybody? Are they all still asleep?" he asked."No ... everyone's away ... it's just us," she said calmly.He put down his newspaper to peek at his wife, "Really? So early? Where did they go?"Catherine put down her cup. "Charlotte's at her swimming lesson, Charlene went to her friend's house and Landon ... well ... I sent him home last night af