Mum and dad really liked Carl, and told me I could invite him back any time.
“He is such a polite, sweet and quite good looking lad, Honey.” Mum said at breakfast.
“He’s also quite knowledgeable and can carry on a logical conversation.” Dad added.
“That’s one of the many reasons I like him so much.” I said, noticing Erik giving me his smirking look out of the corner of my eye as he nudged my leg under the table!
When we got on the tram, Erik just looked at me until I looked at him.
“Parker and I didn’t bother you and Carl in the mornings he was here because we figured you two were. . .”
“Don’t even say it, little buddy!” I growled. “And stop thinking that way!”
“So you two didn’t?” Erik asked.
“Erik! If we did or didn’t, it really isn’t any of your business now is it?” I said. “Does Kyle ask you and Parker if you two did anything when Parker sleeps over?”
“Yeah,” Erik smirked. “But we don’t say anything.”
“My point exactly, little buddy.” I said.
“I understand, Amar.” Erik whispered – still smirking.
The Dean Master made the announcements in Chapel this morning, and it was quite thrilling what he said was coming up in March!
“Since last year was such a grand success, thanks to all those who participated,” The Dean Master said, “I would like to expand this year’s Career Day by adding more opportunities for those lads interested. Since there are many more lads attending ***** School this year than last, I will begin reviewing requests for those of you who want to fulfil a staff position for that day.
“There will be a list of all available positions posted in each Base Classroom by lunch time today. Request Forms for positions will be available in the Office first thing tomorrow morning – but I want each of you interested to give this some thought overnight.”
“How was Shayne when you returned to the Dorms on Sunday morning, Carl?” I asked as we walked back to our Bases.
“Other than driving me bloody nuts with all his questions?” Carl rolled his eyes. “He said he was going to talk to you sometime today, so be on the ready, Amar.”
“Thanks for the warning, Carl.”
“I really had the best time ever, Amar.” Carl said. “I like your parents and loved the entire weekend. Thanks again.”
“My parents grew quite fond of you too, Carl.” I said. “It was a special weekend for me too. Are you going to put in for one of the Coaches positions again for Career Day this year?”
“I’m thinking about going for something different this year, Amar.” Carl winked. “You’re surely going to be our Dean Master for the day, aren’t you?”
“I’m not sure, yet, Carl. I might not go for anything this time around, so everyone else gets a chance.” I said as chimes sounded and he looked at me as if I was daft before we both hurried into our Bases.
After lunch, Shayne literally pounced!
“Did you get to kiss Carl, Amar?” Shayne asked breathlessly with a set of rapid-fire questions. “Did you have a good time together? What did you talk about? Did you two shower together? Did Carl talk about me? Did YOU talk about me to Carl? Did you. . .”
“SHAYNE!” I stopped him in mid sentence. “Take a deep breath, please!”
He held his breath as he looked at me seriously.
“Carl and I had a good time together.” I said calmly. “He came over to my house, he had dinner with my family, and we went to the Symphony and came home after a wonderful evening of music. We slept and woke up the next morning and had breakfast. We rode bikes to the Music Store and then over to see Ben. BEN, my love – you do remember we are a couple, don’t you, Shayne?”
Shayne gulped and nodded slightly.
“I asked Carl if he would like to spend the night again on Saturday, and he agreed.” I continued. “We listened to classical music all evening, I taught him how to play chess, and we chatted and went to bed – to SLEEP. Are you satisfied now?”
“That’s exactly what Carl told me.” Shayne lowered his head.
“Because that’s exactly what happened, Shayne.” I said, putting my hand on his shoulder. “It hurts your heart more to be so jealous when there isn’t anything to be jealous about.”
“I guess I’m a bloody prat, huh, Amar.” Shayne sighed.
“No you’re not, Shayne.” I said. “But you just need to stop trying so hard for Carl to like you. Relax a bit and let him like you the way HE wants to like you, not the way YOU want him to like you. Does that make sense to you?”
Shayne nodded before he gave me a quick kiss and hurried off.
In Gyms, Percy had to pay for his unsportsmanlike conduct last Friday. Not only did he portray a bad example to his team mates as a Captain, he also ripped his Gyms shirt so badly that it had to be thrown out!
His punishment from the Coach was not being able to dress OR participate in Gyms all this week, AND he had to write a 1000 word essay on good sportsmanlike behaviour while he watched the rest of us participate in Gyms.
Also, James’ Jets won the Championship game over Tom’s Titans by 5 points. We were happy for James and his team, but we were also well proud of Tom’s team for putting up a grand fight to the very end!
“What in the world did you say to Shayne, Amar?” Carl asked me as we walked to the Commons Room last period. “He’s been acting “normal” around me since lunch.”
“I just told him to quit trying so hard to be chums with you, Carl.” I said. “He has to realize that things need to happen naturally, not just the way he wants things to be.”
“You’re amazing, Amar.” Carl smiled.
“I’m just letting my heart call the shots, Carl.” I winked.
“AMAR!” Reece ran up to me. “I saved a place on my new cast for you to sign!”
He held out his felt pen to me as he showed the “reserved” place right on the side below his thumb. I added a heart at the end of my name before giving Reece a little kiss on the cheek!
We were able to get in Act I almost entirely in today’s rehearsal, and only went over last chimes by a couple minutes.
So far, Ben had etched scenes on five of the canvas flats, and tomorrow the more experienced artist from his Art Club would begin painting them. The less experienced lads finished painting the jail cell and palace gate today!
I reminded my cast that by March 1st, I wanted them off their scripts, telling them we could feed them lines if they got stuck here and there. That’s where I would begin using Reece to follow closely with a script so he could give hints about their lines if any of the actors stumbled.
“That’s ACE, Amar!” Reece beamed, giving me a hug.
“How big is this platform going to be, Amar?” Erik asked as we sat in the snuggle chair.
Terra was lying across both our laps as we petted her.
“I’m not quite sure, little buddy.” I said. “It has to be high enough and big enough for your spotlight and the table with the sound and light boards to see the stage above the audience. It also has to be wide enough so everyone fits comfortably. Teddy will be running sound, Spencer will be on the light board, and you will be moving and aiming your spotlight on the stage. Ben and his dad are drawing up the plans.”
“You know, Amar, I’m glad I’m operating the spot, but I was wondering if maybe one time I could operate the light board and have Spencer do the spotlight.”
I put my arm around Erik’s shoulder and looked at him. “All you need to do is ask Spencer if that would be OK, little buddy. I have a good feeling he’d agree.”
Erik beamed as he let out a satisfied sigh and leaned his head on my shoulder.