The gypsy had nodded knowingly. "Mirrors are like doors to another world."
The gypsy had run his hands over his crystal ball, speaking softly in a language she had never heard before.
His eyes had pierced her when he glanced up. "What is it you wish to know?" he'd asked.
Liz had bitten her lip, hesitating a moment. "Will I ever find true love?" she had asked.
Maybe she was just drunk, but the room had seemed to pulse with energy as she waited for his answer.
"What you want has already been established. In time, you will be led into it or it will come to you," he'd told her.
Liz reeled. "Wait. What does that even mean?" she asked, hoping for something more concrete.
The gypsy had shrugged. "The spirits have spoken." He paused a moment. "That'll be $89.99. We take all major credit cards."
Man, last night had been awesome. Even going to the stupid gypsy had been worth it! He bet Liz wouldn't make fun of him about the stupid haunted house again!!
Lifting his arms, he stretched his stiff muscles. God, how old was this couch, anyways? With his arms in the air, he sniffed his underarms and reared his head back with disgust. Good God, he needed a shower!
He wondered what the gypsy said to Liz...
Maybe it was something like you found on a fortune cookie, he thought. Or maybe... he blinked. Crap! He'd totally forgotten that Coach Powers had scheduled a scrimmage this afternoon!
Quickly, he shut off the water and toweled off as fast as he could. Slinging the towel around his waist, he walked into the hall towards his room. Good thing Liz wasn't in the hall. She hated catching him in his towel!
Jason smiled and winked. "Forgot I had a scrimmage scheduled today!" he told her without slowing down a beat. "See you tonight!"
"See ya," Liz called, but he was already out the door and hurrying towards his Vorn pickup truck. Orange! What an ugly color, she thought, shaking her head.
She sighed heavily and headed upstairs and plopped down in front of the computer. Playing some games would be a good way to pass some time...
"Hey Jas?" August asked, stepping towards Jason hesitantly. He could tell Jason was in a crappy mood.
"What's up?" Jason asked, chunking his other shoe towards his open locker.
August paused, gathering up his courage. "Look, I wanted to talk to you about Liz..."
Jason twisted around to glance at August. "What?"
"I just wanted to make sure there wasn't anything between..."
August managed to close his mouth and felt a grin spreading across his face. "Great!" he said with relief. "I didn't want to poach!"
Ashley gave her a fake smile and wiggled her fingers in greeting. "Liz! So good to see you!" she cooed.
"Ashley! Jason didn't mention you were back in town..." Liz said through gritted teeth. God, she couldn't stand Ashley!
Liz tittered. "Silly Jason! You know how Jason is. He never remembers anything!" Ashley gestured towards her luggage. "Help me bring in my suitcases?"
"Careful!" Ashley snapped sharply, reaching for the smallest suitcase.
"Mmmm..." Liz said noncommittally, completely out of polite small talk to share with Ashley.
Liz cautiously sat down. Ashley had never expressed this much interest in her before...
"Uh, no..." Liz said hesitantly.
A glance of annoyance crossed Ashley's face before she pasted the grin back on. "We'll fix that!" Ashley said. "So? Have you met any of Jason's teammates? Are there any you like?"
Liz hopped up from the couch, mumbling, "I'll just give you guys some space."
Ashley ran her hands over his back as she kissed him back. "I missed you, too, baby!"
Liz wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him back down towards her, rewarding him for his good behavior.
Feeling lonely and unsure of herself, she reached into her pocket and pulled out her phone. Scrolling through the contacts, she found the name she was looking for and typed a short text. Within seconds, her phone chirped with a response.
Already feeling better, she grinned before replying...