A Friend In Need

Posted on April 30th, 2008 in Nancy Meets Ted by kimber

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Nancy chewed her bottom lip. Fawn, the girl trying to steal Ted away from her, as her room-mate. She had to think about this.

“Nance?” Ted’s chest vibrated underneath her cheek.

“Give me a minute.” A minute, that was all she had. What were her choices?

Say no. Knowing Ted, he couldn’t turn Fawn away. He’d have to let her stay with him. They were friends already. With Fawn so determined and living with him, it wouldn’t be that difficult for her to push the next step. She’d be giving Ted to Fawn.  No way did she want to do that. 

So she could say yes. Fawn would live with her… for what? Only a couple of days. Could she do that? Put up with her that long? Fawn wouldn’t be nice about it. The girl hated her. She’d make those days miserable.

If only there was someone else Fawn could stay with. Someone she could ask…

“Stanley.”

“What?” Ted pushed her out to arm’s length, looking down at her. “What about Stanley?”

“I’d have to ask him.” Beg him more like it. She would need to pull a big favor for this. “But Fawn could room with him.”

Ted’s handsome face twisted. “I don’t know, Nance. Sure, Stanley is… Stanley but he is still a guy. I don’t think Fawn would take too well to rooming with a guy.”

Other than him, he must mean, but Nancy didn’t point that out. Ted was right. Despite Stanley’s preferences, Fawn wouldn’t be as comfortable rooming with him as a female friend.

“What about your friend Anne?”

Her friend Anne. Her very new friend Anne. However… Anne did get along with almost everyone. She was free with help, even letting Stanley dye her hair green. And something told Nancy that Anne would do this for her.

“I’ll have to call her.”

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Love Power

Posted on April 23rd, 2008 in Nancy Meets Ted by kimber

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She was not going to cry, she was not going to cry, Nancy told herself. Drat. A big fat tear slid down her cheek. She was falling apart.

“Nance.”

She sucked air in through her open mouth. “I can’t do this, Ted.” Her chest felt tight, her breathing constrained. “Don’t make me do this.” She was begging but she didn’t care. She wasn’t strong enough.

“Oh, Nancy.” She felt his chin rest on the top of her head. They stood there, Ted’s arms holding her still. She closed her eyes, concentrating on his body against hers. How could it feel so right if it was wrong?

“I can’t,” she tried again.

“You can.” He reassured her. “You’re my Nancy, my daring girl on the flying trapeze. You’re fearless, remember? You can do anything.”

Physical danger, she could brave, no problem. It was this heart business that scared her.

He tilted up her chin and their eyes met. “I can’t have her here, Nance, you know that. She’s lost her mind, clearly.”

“Because she wants you?” Her voice came out weak and drippy. Did he believe that? That a woman like that would have to be crazy to want him? Nancy knew better. “I want you too, Ted. Does that make me nuts?”

“Oh, Nancy.” He kissed the end of her nose. “You must be to want me after all this.”

She took a deep, shuddering breath. “Ted, I could put up with a lot more if I knew you loved me.” Nancy paused. “But I don’t know that, do I?  Not for sure.”

“Awful girl.” He squeezed her waist. “You do.  You know I love you. Lord knows it is no longer a secret. Didn’t I spill the beans in front of everyone? In front of Stanley?”

“Telling Stanley means telling the entire campus.” Her friend had the biggest mouth in the state.

A feeble laugh. “Good. Then someone’ll tell Fawn. She doesn’t seem to have gotten the message yet.”

“Do you want her to?”

“G** yes.” His gaze didn’t even flicker.

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From Bad To Worse

Posted on April 16th, 2008 in Nancy Meets Ted by kimber

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“You told her I was irrational?” Brown eyes accused him.

“And being in my bed is rational?” Ted growled at his so called friend. What had Fawn been thinking? Her actions were right out of the Twilight Zone. They had never shared a bed before, not since they were innocent kids.

Fawn’s features softened. “Oh, Ted.” She walked towards him, bare legs showing, her face a weird sort of pleading. Creepy.

Nancy struggled in his arms.  He held on.  “No, oh, Ted, nothing. You stay where you are.” Fawn thankfully stopped.

As Fawn wasn’t making any sense, Ted decided to concentrate on calming Nancy down. “Nance, think. Would I ask you over here if I was messing around with Fawn?”

“I. Don’t. Know.”

“Of course you know.” He gave her what he felt was his most charming grin. “You’re my girl. My one and only. She doesn’t mean anything to me, you know that.”

“I don’t mean anything to you? Who are you trying to fool?” Fawn tipped her head back to laugh, hands on hips, shortening that t-shirt even more.

The stress of the fire had made her insane. That was the only explanation. “Fawn,” Ted gritted out, about to lose his temper, but good, “leave us.”

“And where am I supposed to go? It is pitch black outside and I’m in a tee.”

“Oh, I don’t know.” Sarcasm. “What about the living room? That’s where you were supposed to be in the first place.”

“Fine.” She flounced towards the door. “But Ted, you can tell Nancy that’s where I was supposed,” finger quotes around supposed, “to be, all you want. But you and I both know that wasn’t what you planned when you asked me over here tonight.” And she was gone, door slamming behind her.

Leaving Ted with a big, big mess.

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Surprise, Surprise

Posted on April 9th, 2008 in Nancy Meets Ted by kimber

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“About time,” Ted muttered as they reached his bedroom. He swung the door open and guided Nancy inside.

“Where’s the switch?”

He heard her hand pat along the wall, looking for it. The lights flicked on seconds after he closed the door.

“Ted?” A sleepy voice. Not Nancy’s sleepy voice. From across the room.

This wasn’t good. Ted caught Nancy’s flashing eyes, her forehead still red from the earlier skull crack.

“Ted, come to bed.” Fawn sat up in his bed, brown eyes blinking.

“What the?” came from all three of them, Ted staring at Fawn.  What was she doing in here?

Nancy wasn’t about to wait to find out.  She made a move toward the door, ready to run. Ted instinctively reached out, holding her wiggling body against his.

“Ted.” He squeezed her tighter. “Oomph. Let. Me. Go.”

“Not until we figure out what is going on,” he growled at her under his breath. And then he gave Fawn a glare.  It was all HER fault.

“No, I should go.” Fawn looked as innocent as could be.

Until she swung her bare legs out from under the blankets and stood up. She was wearing an old faded t-shirt of his and not much else.  Nearly naked and in his bed.

His friend. The thought almost made him gag.

Nancy started struggling some more.

“Fawn, where the hell are your clothes?” he demanded.

“We weren’t able to get into my room, remember?” Her tone light. Fawn wasn’t dumb. She knew what this looked like.

“I mean.” Ted ground his back teeth. “Where are the clothes you were wearing?”

“What does it matter?” A shrug of her shoulders. “You’ve seen me in less.”

That set Nancy off. “Is this what you meant by your friend,” sarcasm clear on friend, “being irrational?”

“No, yes, no.” Ted flip flopped, confused as to which was the right answer.

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