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Singing Through the Static Part 5 [Dec. 20th, 2005|10:38 pm]
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Title: Singing Through the Static Part 5   Girls Will Be Girls

Summary: Cairo has to know what's going on between Leda and Roy.

Disclaimer: Cairo and Leda are original characters.  Everything else belongs to, uh, someone else...

Rating: PG13   Some naughty language

Feedback: Whatever

 

 

     Leda couldn't think at all.  Her ears were ringing and her vision was blurry.  She just wanted to go to sleep.  She removed her soaking dress and pulled on a pair of warm, dry pajamas.  She climbed underneath her covers and pulled them over her head.

     She closed her eyes and tried desperately to fall asleep, but she coudn't shake what had just happened. 

     She and Roy had kissed.

     What did that mean?  And what would happen now?  How could she face him in the morning?  How would she finish her book? 

     Her mind was whirling with unanswered questions. 

     Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.

     "Shit." Leda sat up in bed, her heart racing.  What if it was Roy?  What would he want?  What would he say?

     "Leda?  It's Cairo."

     Leda blew out a sigh of relief.  She padded over to the door and quickly unlocked it.  Cairo breezed through the door, a huge grin on her face.

     Leda closed the door behind her and locked it again.  She turned to Cairo, who was now seated on the edge of the bed. 

     "So..." Cairo began.  "How'd it go?" She patted the bed next to her, indicating that Leda should have a seat with her.  She did.

     "It went fine." She replied, folding her legs beneath her on the bed, trying to get comfortable. 

     "Just fine?" Cairo raised an eyebrow. 

     "It was nothing.  We went to a play, we came back.  End of story." Leda said.

     "There's something else.  I can tell." Still Leda didn't say anything.  "If you don't want to tell me, I can always go ask Roy..."

     "NO!" Leda burst out.         

     "HA!  I knew it!" Cairo laughed.  "What happened?"

     "Cairo, I don't want to talk about it." Leda sighed. 

     "Oh, was he a big jerk?" Cairo's smile faded.

     "No, actaully, he was a perfect gentleman." Leda told her.

     "Are you sure you went out with the right guy?" Cairo joked.  "So what did happen?"

     Leda closed her eyes and sighed again before she finally confessed what had happened.  "We...kissed."

     "You kissed?!" Cairo shouted the question. 

     "Shhh!  I don't want the whole military to know!" Leda scolded. 

     "Sorry." Cairo's smile was back and bigger than ever.  "I want details!" 

     "Cairo, I really don't want to talk about it!"

`    "No, you have to tell me!  As your friend, I have to know these things!" She ordered. 

     "Fine." Leda said, rolling her eyes.  "After the play, we went for a walk...we talked for awhile.  Then, it started raining."

     "Awww!  You kissed in the rain?  How romantic!" Cairo squealed.

     "Not exactly.  We ran back to the car, to get out of the rain.  I'm not sure what happened, really...We were just sitting there and then we were kissing." She explained.

     "And then?" Cairo prompted.

     "And then nothing.  He drove me back to the dorms." Leda finished.

     "That's it?" Cairo asked, unbelievingly.

     "That's it." Leda said.

     "That's lame!" Cairo was disappointed. 

     "I'm sorry, it's not like I planned it out." She huffed.

     "Well, what are you going to do now?  About you and Roy?"

     "There is no 'me and Roy'." Leda told her.  "It was just one of those...once in a lifetime slip-ups."

     "Yeah right." Cairo said under her breath.

     "What was that?"

     "Nothing.  Listen, it's late." Cairo stood up and walked toward the door.  "I'll come wake you up bright and early and we can talk about this some more."

     "Great.  I can't wait." Leda said sarcastically.                    

             

 


 

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