so I missed my first class and have 40 mins til my next one. I shall use this time to regale you with a story.
Once upon a time there was an eigth grade named Laura. It was summer and she was enjoying it with her friends Julie, Angela, and others she can't remember. Along come three boys from a small town in Ontario. Laura used to go to school with one of them. They were Jon, his friend Steve, and Jon's brother Anthony. Somehow, Laura ended up dating Jon. Jon was wierd. Not wierd cool like Laura is but wierd scary like good ol' Charlie Manson. This relationship of mystifying purportions lasted about a month before Jon went back to the land of snobs and Laura felt safe enough to break it off. Anthony stayed in NS to go to school and reside forever. Upon breaking up with Jon, Anthony told him that Laura had broken up with him to be with Anthony. This is not true, no matter how huge of a crush Laura had an the delectable (sp?) specimen that was Anthony. Jon threatened to return to NS and kill Anthony in various violent ways. Laura was freaked out and put aside all connection to either of them.
The strange summer ended, Laura put all memories of it aside and returned the land of reality. Fast forward about a decade, and Laura is a beautiful and charmng (haha) university student, searching for the meaning of life. To pay for this search she slaves away at a soulless mall 4 days a week for very little pay. One day, on her break at the soulless mall, she ventures into a drug store. A tall, dark and handsome man walks by and she feels a strange sense that she knows him. Upon closer examination it's Anthony! Well, well. Laura's instinct is to run, pretend she doesn't know him, and forget it happened. This is precisely what she did. She managed to avoid Lawtons and it's beautiful manager for a full 3 weeks.
But then, at work again, Laura ventures across the food court for much needed sustenance. A small, quiet 'hello' comes at her. She looks down. Sitting at the table is none other than JON! All the memories come rushing back. 'Run!' her gut tells her, but her polite country ways force her to stay and talk. Before she knows it, she is duped into weekend coffee with the wierd guy whose brother she wants to do unspeakably raunchy things to.
To Be Continued...?