Sunday night at the Perk

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

She left her copy of Symposium at home and brought her laptop instead. With a latte and a giant muffin, when all else fails...use Sparknotes.



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[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

After what happened to Jack before, Parker was more than willing to pay a rickshaw to wait for her when she went to get coffee. It seemed a small price to pay. When she got in and saw C.J., she debated talking to her for a moment, then decided that if Jack didn't want to tell C.J.... that was Jack's problem.

"Hey, C.J. How's it going?"

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

Looking up, she smiles and waves. "Hi Parker! It's good. Just work. What's going on?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Just got back from New York. I'm a little wiped." Parker took a sip of her mochachino, and licked the foam off her lip. "Jake has his art show up, I'm in it... and Jack's fine. He went with us to New York."

Might as well start with the less explosive bombshell.

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

Jack's fine. Sighing softly, she pushes the laptop out of the way. "Did he? That's good. I haven't...I mean...that's good."

He must really hate me. Way to go, CJ.

She smiles, nods a little, and picks up her coffee, not quite knowing what to say.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Mmm. He's just about over getting the life scared out of him by a vampire."

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

"He what? When...what? In New York?" She sets her coffee down, entirely confused.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Nope. Right here in Fandom. Tuesday night." Parker paused, and wandered over to C.J.'s table. "He'd been drinking at Caritas, and when this little blonde chick asked him to walk her home, well. What was he supposed to do?"

"Archie and I were there when he came running into the lobby, all shaken and freaked."

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

"Here? Wait...drunk?" She sighs heavily again, and covers her eyes for a minute. "I'm guesisng you know we had a fight. He hasn't talked to me since. I thought...well, it doesn't matter what I thought. He's ok? Not bitten?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Not bitten. Just rattled. He figured you didn't know, since you didn't show to yell at him. So I dragged him to New York to give him a break." Parker shrugged. "I figured something happened, but to be honest, he didn't say what. Just that he didn't want to bother you. I thought it was about your accident."

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

Closing her eyes, she shakes her head. "It was just...he let me go ahead and believe something that was wrong. I know why he did it, and I understand. But when I found out that he'd just let me think I'd raised he and Shane and that they were twins and...God, Parker, I had a whole family history made up to make up for what I thought I'd lost...anyhow, when he came clean, I freaked out. It was wrong, and I can't take it back."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker sighed. "Sounds like he was an idiot. And you had a right to be upset. But." She tapped on her coffee cup. "I think he misses you. And he won't care as long as you talk to him again." She took a sip of her drink. "But I thought maybe you needed some food for thought."

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

"Thank you, Parker. I haven't heard from him, so I really didn't know if he was mad..or hurt..or had run off and joine d the circus. I haven't even seen him in the halls." She cracks a smile and meets Parker's eyes. "But now that I know, I'll find him. Hopefully he'll talk to me."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker shrugged, the smiled. "No problem. He's my friend. And I think he'd just being avoidant. I hope you talk to him soon." She grinned. "I need to get back and work on my homework for Professor Lyman. Jeez, he's making us work in that campaigning class."

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

She barely stifles a laugh, and nods in agreement. "Montana. I talked to him. Hey...good luck with that. It'll make you miss speech. But I swear, listen to him. You'll learn so much."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker rolled her eyes, then grinned. "I already am. But the guy I have to run in Montana is a dink. Your buddy is a sadist, C.J." Parker wadded up her coffee cup. "Right, I'm gone. I'll see you this week, I hope. Hopefully at a celebratory Student Council Party."

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

"He's a lot of things, Parker. Sadist, elitist, genius. He's just Josh." Pulling her laptop back to center, she throws up her hand. "See ya Parker. Good luck with the election."