ISABEL
"Well, lets go then!" He says clapping his hands together like a excited child before moving around to open my door.
I really don’t want to move. I’m not sure if I could even if I wanted to. I think my body has gone into shock and all I really want to do is call Liz and tell her about this disaster. My fingers brush against my purse where my cell phone is. I can feel the solid form of my cell, taunting me with all its gloriousness.
“Isabel?” Kyle asks, looking at me expectedly.
“Oh right, okay.” I say, swinging my legs out of the car. My $500 heels click on the ground. Oh wow, please say this is a nightmare. I hate sports. The only thing I hate more than sports is talking about them in a bar, surrounded by a bunch of badly dressed guys. I clutch my purse tightly in my hand. As soon as I can, I’m running to the ladies and calling Liz. “This is going to be…uh experience I am sure.”
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KYLE
“This is going to be…uh experience I am sure.”
"It certainly will be and like Alex once said, this whole thing is one huge experience and this is a tiny part of it!" I tell Isabel exicted.
Walking into the main area, I grin as I see the various tv's that show tons of different games. Everyone's eyes are on us ... okay, they are on Isabel really but I bet they are all envious because she's here with me. I so have to make this a memorable date for Isabel too! Even though that will make it harder to top with the second date then.
"What do you want to drink?" I ask her when we find a free table that has a clear view to tv screens that show football and baseball games.
“This is going to be…uh experience I am sure.”
"It certainly will be and like Alex once said, this whole thing is one huge experience and this is a tiny part of it!" I tell Isabel exicted.
Walking into the main area, I grin as I see the various tv's that show tons of different games. Everyone's eyes are on us ... okay, they are on Isabel really but I bet they are all envious because she's here with me. I so have to make this a memorable date for Isabel too! Even though that will make it harder to top with the second date then.
"What do you want to drink?" I ask her when we find a free table that has a clear view to tv screens that show football and baseball games.
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<center>~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ Liz ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~</center>
Do you ever notice how much the sky changes in a matter of minutes. At dawn and dusk, the sky goes through this amazing transformation as night gives way to day, and when day succumbs to the gentle night. Every color imaginable lights the sky as the colors stretch to forever. The colors of the sky have long since disappeared, and I smile to myself in the empty room and roll to my side to look out the window and stare at the lights.
I wonder if Izzy and Alex knew that once they said that they would like cookies, I’d make them. Even if it was just a suggestion of how I could spend some time tonight, it was better than just sitting around and thinking about whether I made the right decision or not last night, declining Max’s offer. Thinking about it doesn’t change a thing, but I can’t seem to stop myself.
I leave the room and walk down the hall. I can faintly hear the music from Maria’s stereo, and I smile to myself as I make my way downstairs. As I walk to the kitchen I can hear the faint commentary of what sounds like some game. Michael found something to watch without any problem. Ashley must have come by to pick up Alex because I don’t see him around. I suppose he could be with Michael, but I don’t want to interrupt Michael when he’s watching Fox Sports Net or ESPN.
Walking around the kitchen, I take out what I’ll need to make the cookies and head around to the oven to begin preheating it. Standing by the island with all the ingredients and mixing bowls placed haphazardly on the surface, I begin the recipe I’ve known since I was a little girl.
Do you ever notice how much the sky changes in a matter of minutes. At dawn and dusk, the sky goes through this amazing transformation as night gives way to day, and when day succumbs to the gentle night. Every color imaginable lights the sky as the colors stretch to forever. The colors of the sky have long since disappeared, and I smile to myself in the empty room and roll to my side to look out the window and stare at the lights.
I wonder if Izzy and Alex knew that once they said that they would like cookies, I’d make them. Even if it was just a suggestion of how I could spend some time tonight, it was better than just sitting around and thinking about whether I made the right decision or not last night, declining Max’s offer. Thinking about it doesn’t change a thing, but I can’t seem to stop myself.
I leave the room and walk down the hall. I can faintly hear the music from Maria’s stereo, and I smile to myself as I make my way downstairs. As I walk to the kitchen I can hear the faint commentary of what sounds like some game. Michael found something to watch without any problem. Ashley must have come by to pick up Alex because I don’t see him around. I suppose he could be with Michael, but I don’t want to interrupt Michael when he’s watching Fox Sports Net or ESPN.
Walking around the kitchen, I take out what I’ll need to make the cookies and head around to the oven to begin preheating it. Standing by the island with all the ingredients and mixing bowls placed haphazardly on the surface, I begin the recipe I’ve known since I was a little girl.
</center>ISABEL
I glance around the bar, hoping that my horror doesn’t show my face. Its dark, smoky and smells like men and beer. The place is crowded with men staring at a big screen television or talking in small groups. There are about 6 other women in the whole place and two of them are working behind the bar.
I can feel eyes on me and instead of enjoying being the centre of attention, I run my hands over the skirt of my dress anxiously. Kyle seems unaffected by the fact that men are leering at me.
"What do you want to drink?"
“Vodka. Straight up, no ice.” I state quickly. Maybe I’ll be able to drink myself numb. “While you’re at the bar, I’m going to go to the ladies and check my make up.”
I don’t bother waiting for Kyle to reply and I quickly walk to the ladies. Pushing open the door, I wrinkle my nose in disgust. Eww, this place is disgusting. The walls are covered in cheep flowery wallpaper that has turned a yellowing brown color and has began to peel right off the walls.
I reach into my purse and grab my cell. Quickly dialing the house. I really need to speak to Liz. I need her to tell me that everything is going to be okay.
“Please pick up, please pick up.” I mumble to myself, careful not to touch anything in this hellhole.
I glance around the bar, hoping that my horror doesn’t show my face. Its dark, smoky and smells like men and beer. The place is crowded with men staring at a big screen television or talking in small groups. There are about 6 other women in the whole place and two of them are working behind the bar.
I can feel eyes on me and instead of enjoying being the centre of attention, I run my hands over the skirt of my dress anxiously. Kyle seems unaffected by the fact that men are leering at me.
"What do you want to drink?"
“Vodka. Straight up, no ice.” I state quickly. Maybe I’ll be able to drink myself numb. “While you’re at the bar, I’m going to go to the ladies and check my make up.”
I don’t bother waiting for Kyle to reply and I quickly walk to the ladies. Pushing open the door, I wrinkle my nose in disgust. Eww, this place is disgusting. The walls are covered in cheep flowery wallpaper that has turned a yellowing brown color and has began to peel right off the walls.
I reach into my purse and grab my cell. Quickly dialing the house. I really need to speak to Liz. I need her to tell me that everything is going to be okay.
“Please pick up, please pick up.” I mumble to myself, careful not to touch anything in this hellhole.
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great parts Sugar and Ruby 
KYLE
“Vodka. Straight up, no ice. While you’re at the bar, I’m going to go to the ladies and check my make up.”
I raise my eyebrows at that, not having expected Isabel to start so strongly with the alcohol. Guess that means that I can drive her car back home then. And who knows what might happen when she's drunk? Just have to make sure that Whitman doesn't get wind of it.
Before I can say anything, Isabel already hurries to the ladies room. Why do chicks do that - going straight to the bathroom? Do they have to make sure that a bathroom is indeed existing whereever they are or ... oh well, I better just get the drinks.
KYLE
“Vodka. Straight up, no ice. While you’re at the bar, I’m going to go to the ladies and check my make up.”
I raise my eyebrows at that, not having expected Isabel to start so strongly with the alcohol. Guess that means that I can drive her car back home then. And who knows what might happen when she's drunk? Just have to make sure that Whitman doesn't get wind of it.
Before I can say anything, Isabel already hurries to the ladies room. Why do chicks do that - going straight to the bathroom? Do they have to make sure that a bathroom is indeed existing whereever they are or ... oh well, I better just get the drinks.
OOC -- I keep wondering what Tess would think if she were on that same date with Kyle, lol.
*Max*
After dinner, Tess and I got back in the car and started back towards Miami. It's been a really nice day except for two things. First, I keep thinking that I should be telling her that we should break-up but I just don't want to ruin the day. And second, I keep wondering if she's getting annoyed that I'm not being more attentive to her, kissing her and all. We're not exactly alone with the camera man here, but I keep thinking she's probably expecting that, anyway. It's not that I haven't kissed her at all, but it hasn't been a big make-out session -- I think I just need to admit that even 'though she's a great girl, this just isn't going to work out. Of course, if Liz isn't interested, I guess that means I'll spend the rest of the month alone here but it just doesn't feel honest to keep going out with Tess like this...
It's after eight o'clock and the sun is just coming down as I drive the jeep up the long drive to the mansion we're staying in.
"Home, sweet home," I say to Tess as I drive up.
Tess smiles as I go around the jeep to let her out. I wonder if she's expecting another kiss before we go inside? I return her smile with a grin and wrap my arms around her shoulders to give her a firm squeeze then start walking towards the house with her. "I wonder what everyone else have been up to while we've been gone."
"Isabel's car is gone," Tess notes with an odd tone in her voice. I guess she's thinking about the impact this will have on our Alex/Isabel scheming.
"Yeah. Guess they're gone. Alex's car is still here. Maybe he's still around," I comment. I know this will be the wrong time to talk to him. If he's still here, he probably has only moments before he's leaving, but I really want to spend some time with him...
We head inside and find the house is rather quiet. There's some sporting event coming from the TV in the livingroom so I'm guessing Michael is there. And someone has the radio on in the kitchen. Other than that, I don't here a sound.
"YEAH!" a shout cuts through the quiet. It's Michael, cheering for his team.
"Well, he's having a good night, I guess," I laugh with Tess.
"I'm heading upstairs," Tess says, squeezing my hand. "Be right back." She disappears up the grand staircase.
"Okay," I say before heading down the hallway a bit further to see who's in the kitchen.
"Oh, hi!" I tell Liz as I see her there. She seems to be alone. I wonder if Maria's watching the game with Michael or if she's elsewhere. Alex is probably upstairs getting ready. Maybe I should go up and at least say hi to him before he goes. "How was everything here?" I ask.
*Michael*
This has been a great night. I'm here with my team and nobody's bothering me. I noticed Kyle and Isabel leaving and she looked hot. I would have said something, but the game was going strong and I didn't want to miss anything. I wish I were going out with her. She's fantastic. I think I can work on that at the same time I'm angling Tess away from Max -- can't I?
*Max*
After dinner, Tess and I got back in the car and started back towards Miami. It's been a really nice day except for two things. First, I keep thinking that I should be telling her that we should break-up but I just don't want to ruin the day. And second, I keep wondering if she's getting annoyed that I'm not being more attentive to her, kissing her and all. We're not exactly alone with the camera man here, but I keep thinking she's probably expecting that, anyway. It's not that I haven't kissed her at all, but it hasn't been a big make-out session -- I think I just need to admit that even 'though she's a great girl, this just isn't going to work out. Of course, if Liz isn't interested, I guess that means I'll spend the rest of the month alone here but it just doesn't feel honest to keep going out with Tess like this...
It's after eight o'clock and the sun is just coming down as I drive the jeep up the long drive to the mansion we're staying in.
"Home, sweet home," I say to Tess as I drive up.
Tess smiles as I go around the jeep to let her out. I wonder if she's expecting another kiss before we go inside? I return her smile with a grin and wrap my arms around her shoulders to give her a firm squeeze then start walking towards the house with her. "I wonder what everyone else have been up to while we've been gone."
"Isabel's car is gone," Tess notes with an odd tone in her voice. I guess she's thinking about the impact this will have on our Alex/Isabel scheming.
"Yeah. Guess they're gone. Alex's car is still here. Maybe he's still around," I comment. I know this will be the wrong time to talk to him. If he's still here, he probably has only moments before he's leaving, but I really want to spend some time with him...
We head inside and find the house is rather quiet. There's some sporting event coming from the TV in the livingroom so I'm guessing Michael is there. And someone has the radio on in the kitchen. Other than that, I don't here a sound.
"YEAH!" a shout cuts through the quiet. It's Michael, cheering for his team.
"Well, he's having a good night, I guess," I laugh with Tess.
"I'm heading upstairs," Tess says, squeezing my hand. "Be right back." She disappears up the grand staircase.
"Okay," I say before heading down the hallway a bit further to see who's in the kitchen.
"Oh, hi!" I tell Liz as I see her there. She seems to be alone. I wonder if Maria's watching the game with Michael or if she's elsewhere. Alex is probably upstairs getting ready. Maybe I should go up and at least say hi to him before he goes. "How was everything here?" I ask.
*Michael*
This has been a great night. I'm here with my team and nobody's bothering me. I noticed Kyle and Isabel leaving and she looked hot. I would have said something, but the game was going strong and I didn't want to miss anything. I wish I were going out with her. She's fantastic. I think I can work on that at the same time I'm angling Tess away from Max -- can't I?
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I add the chocolate chips to the cookie dough when I hear the front door close. I guess Max and Tess are home. I hear Michael’s shout and I laugh as I continue to stir the chips into the dough.
“Oh, hi,” Max says with a smile as he comes into the kitchen. “How was everything here?”
“Pretty calm. Quiet for the most part,” I add. I’m about to say that things only started to get a little tense when Izzy was getting ready for her date with Kyle when the phone rings. I raise my hand, indicating for Max to give me a minute as I reach over to the phone on the counter.
After the second shrill ring, I answer it with a friendly, “Hello.”
I add the chocolate chips to the cookie dough when I hear the front door close. I guess Max and Tess are home. I hear Michael’s shout and I laugh as I continue to stir the chips into the dough.
“Oh, hi,” Max says with a smile as he comes into the kitchen. “How was everything here?”
“Pretty calm. Quiet for the most part,” I add. I’m about to say that things only started to get a little tense when Izzy was getting ready for her date with Kyle when the phone rings. I raise my hand, indicating for Max to give me a minute as I reach over to the phone on the counter.
After the second shrill ring, I answer it with a friendly, “Hello.”
ISABEL
I’m more than a little relieved when Liz answers the phone. I had been a little worried that Michael or one of the others would beat her to it. I’m really not in the mood to deal with anyone but Liz at the moment. I think she will be the only on to understand what I am going through.
“Oh my God, Liz! He bought me to a sports bar. A frinkin sports bar. And now I’m hiding in the washroom, which has to be the ugliest washroom I’ve ever seen. I don’t know what to do. A sports bar! Can you believe it?” I pause long enough to look at my reflection. “Do I look like the sort of girl who would want to go to a sports bar. This is awful. Awful, awful, awful! I don’t know what to do. Liz, say something!”
I’m more than a little relieved when Liz answers the phone. I had been a little worried that Michael or one of the others would beat her to it. I’m really not in the mood to deal with anyone but Liz at the moment. I think she will be the only on to understand what I am going through.
“Oh my God, Liz! He bought me to a sports bar. A frinkin sports bar. And now I’m hiding in the washroom, which has to be the ugliest washroom I’ve ever seen. I don’t know what to do. A sports bar! Can you believe it?” I pause long enough to look at my reflection. “Do I look like the sort of girl who would want to go to a sports bar. This is awful. Awful, awful, awful! I don’t know what to do. Liz, say something!”
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I borrowed Izzy the tiniest bit. If you mind it at all Ruby, let me know and I'll edit.
<center>~*~ ~*~ ~*~ Liz ~*~ ~*~ ~*~</center>
I’m able to do little else than recognize Izzy’s frantic tone over the phone and piece together the few words that I’m able to make out. She’s talking so fast that I think I almost mishear what she’s saying. “Liz, say something!” she orders from . . . I think she said the bathroom?
“Hi to you too Izzy,” I say with light asperity, “And did you say sports bar?”
“Liz, focus here!”
“Okay,” I answer calmly, hoping some aspect of my tone will quell some of her nerves. “I need you to calm down and take a deep breath. We really don’t want you to hyperventilate.” I hear her take a deep breath and exhale. “Now, I want to make sure I heard you right. You were going a mile a minute before. You’re with Kyle, and his grand plan for the evening was to take you to a sports bar, where you’re at right now, hiding in the bathroom.”
<center>~*~ ~*~ ~*~ Liz ~*~ ~*~ ~*~</center>
I’m able to do little else than recognize Izzy’s frantic tone over the phone and piece together the few words that I’m able to make out. She’s talking so fast that I think I almost mishear what she’s saying. “Liz, say something!” she orders from . . . I think she said the bathroom?
“Hi to you too Izzy,” I say with light asperity, “And did you say sports bar?”
“Liz, focus here!”
“Okay,” I answer calmly, hoping some aspect of my tone will quell some of her nerves. “I need you to calm down and take a deep breath. We really don’t want you to hyperventilate.” I hear her take a deep breath and exhale. “Now, I want to make sure I heard you right. You were going a mile a minute before. You’re with Kyle, and his grand plan for the evening was to take you to a sports bar, where you’re at right now, hiding in the bathroom.”
ISABEL
“I need you to calm down and take a deep breath. We really don’t want you to hyperventilate. Now, I want to make sure I heard you right. You were going a mile a minute before. You’re with Kyle, and his grand plan for the evening was to take you to a sports bar, where you’re at right now, hiding in the bathroom.”
“Yeah, that’s about the gist of the thing.” I turn around slowly, taking in my surroundings completely. “I’m hiding in a grubby bathroom in a grubby sports bar wearing a Donna Karen dress and I don’t know what to do. I know what I want to do. I want to run as fast I can in four inch heels. God, I can’t believe this is happening.”
I press the palm of my hand to my forehead. This is turning out to be the worse date in the history of dating. I mean, what is wrong with Kyle? Why would he think that I, or really any girl, would want to come to a sports bar on a first date? Its crazy.
“I’m overreacting, aren’t I?” I murmur into the phone. “Or I’m having a nightmare. I hate sports and I don’t want to spend another minute in this hell hole. What should I do? I can’t think straight. The smell in here…its ugh! Help me, Liz.”
“I need you to calm down and take a deep breath. We really don’t want you to hyperventilate. Now, I want to make sure I heard you right. You were going a mile a minute before. You’re with Kyle, and his grand plan for the evening was to take you to a sports bar, where you’re at right now, hiding in the bathroom.”
“Yeah, that’s about the gist of the thing.” I turn around slowly, taking in my surroundings completely. “I’m hiding in a grubby bathroom in a grubby sports bar wearing a Donna Karen dress and I don’t know what to do. I know what I want to do. I want to run as fast I can in four inch heels. God, I can’t believe this is happening.”
I press the palm of my hand to my forehead. This is turning out to be the worse date in the history of dating. I mean, what is wrong with Kyle? Why would he think that I, or really any girl, would want to come to a sports bar on a first date? Its crazy.
“I’m overreacting, aren’t I?” I murmur into the phone. “Or I’m having a nightmare. I hate sports and I don’t want to spend another minute in this hell hole. What should I do? I can’t think straight. The smell in here…its ugh! Help me, Liz.”