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Chapter 9
Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday were routine. I saw Elizabeth was online a
few times but I didn't talk to her. I suppose I'll remove her at some time.
As the days passed I realized that my closest friends would be coming home
soon, probably over the weekend. I wondered how I would tell them about my
hose and if they would accept me.
My mother had bought me a couple new pairs of hose to replace the ones that
had developed runs. Before she had bought suntan hose but these were
darker, something called coffee. On Thursday night I was stretched out on
the couch reading a book. I was wearing one of the new pairs along with
shorts and my slippers. My legs were definitely darker with this new shade,
especially contrasted with the light tan couch.
I heard the doorbell ring and a cascade of laughter as Julie greeted
Samantha. What did they find so funny all the time? Samantha paraded into
the living room and flopped down in a recliner across from the couch. As
much as she was over here, our house was as much hers as ours. She was
wearing a maroon mini-skirt with flats and beige hose. Whenever she came
over anymore she was always wearing hose. She leaned back and crossed her
legs, displaying even more of her nylon-clad skin. I tried not to be
obvious about looking.
"Hiya Jamie."
I waved politely then focused again on my book.
"Nice legs. Is that a new shade?"
"Yeah. My mom bought them."
Julie entered the living room with two cans of diet coke.
"I'm sorry about what that girl said to you. That was so mean and bogus."
"Julie!" I glared at my sister. "You weren't supposed to tell anyone."
"Samantha's almost like your sister. She won't tell anyone."
"You can count on me Jamie," Samantha said.
I sighed and returned to my book. They talked about their friends while
they drank their cokes and I was able to ignore them for the most part
until Samantha said something about seeing Megan at a music store.
"She actually asked me about you Jamie."
I felt my cheeks grow warm as Julie begged to know what Megan had asked.
"Well," began Samantha, "she asked if I knew why Jamie had started wearing
pantyhose. Sorry Jamie but it sounds like Nikki told everyone she knows. I
couldn't think up a good story so I told her the truth."
"You told her my mom caught me?"
"Well, yes. That's the truth isn't it?" Samantha looked to Julie for
confirmation.
"What did she say?" asked Julie.
"That's the best part," responded Samantha. "Megan thinks you wearing hose
all the time is wild. She said she used to think you were just some boring
geek but now you're very interesting. And she wants to get to know you
better."
"Is this a joke?" I asked. "It's not very funny if it is."
"Would I lie?" asked Samantha. "I couldn't make something like this up.
It's too unbelievable."
"Wow Jamie," said my sister. "You should have started wearing hose a long
time ago."
"So Jamie. Are you going to call her?"
"I don't have her number."
"Well look it up you dufus," exclaimed Julie. She ran to the kitchen and
returned with the phone book which she dropped in my lap.
"Megan Whitticker. It's in the W's. Towards the end of the alphabet," said
Julie.
Samantha was grinning from ear to ear. "Go on Jamie. Look it up. I'm sure
there aren't that many Whittickers."
I thumbed through the W's and quickly found the entry. There were several
Whittickers but I knew which street she lived on and there was only one on
that street. I stared at the entry. My heart was pounding and my fingertips
felt moist. Getting to know Megan would be a dream come true. What would
Tom and Mike say? I would be the envy of everyone. But could I make the
first move?
"What are you waiting for Jamie? Call her," my sister urged.
"Yeah Jamie, call her," echoed Samantha.
"Come on Jamie. Are you a man or a mouse? She wants you to call her."
A man I wondered. How many girls wanted their men to be wearing pantyhose.
"Was she serious Samantha? You guys wouldn't do this as a joke right?"
"We're trying to help you out Jamie," said Julie. "Sometimes you need a
kick in the butt."
"She was serious," Samantha assured me.
"Okay. But stay here. I don't want you guys breathing down my neck."
Both girls smiled in triumph and I noticed Samantha roll her eyes.
With trembling hand I dialed the number.
"Hello?"
"Hi. Could I speak to Megan."
"Who's calling?"
"Jamie. We go to the same church."
"Okay, just a minute."
Julie and Samantha were being extremely quiet as they listened from the
living room.
"Hello?"
It was Megan's voice. "Uh, hi Megan. It's me, Jamie."
"Hi Jamie. How are you?"
"I'm fine."
"So, what's up?"
"Uh, ... Samantha said you talked to her?"
"Oh yeah. Did she tell you that we talked about you?"
"She did."
"Okay, I understand now. Are you wearing hose," she whispered.
"Yes."
"Do you really wear them all the time now?"
"Pretty much, yes."
"That is so wild. Did you want to ask me out or something?"
"I ... I hadn't really thought about that."
"How about meeting me for lunch at the mall tomorrow?"
"I would have to ask my grandmother but yeah that sounds great."
"Your grandmother? Is she your babysitter?"
"I spend the day with her while my mom and sister are at work."
"Okay, whatever. Well call me sometime tomorrow morning to let me know,
okay?"
"Okay, I'll talk to you tomorrow."
"Bye Jamie."
"Bye."
The line went dead and I hung up the receiver.
"Well," Julie called.
"She wants me to meet her for lunch tomorrow at the mall."
"Oh my Julie, Jamie has a date."
"Only if mom and grandma agree to it," I said. "I'm going to talk to mom
now." I left the girls excitedly chattering and giggling about my prospects
and headed outdoors. I found my mother in the back yard working on a flower
bed.
"Hi Jamie. Have you come out to help?"
"I need to ask you something."
"Oh oh. This sounds serious. What's up?"
"Remember Megan, from church?"
She nodded as she continued planting.
"She wants me to have lunch with her tomorrow at the mall."
My mother stopped working. "Really. How did this come about?"
I told her the story, well most of it, about Samantha, Megan, and the phone
call. "I told Megan I would have to ask grandma."
"I guess it would be okay. I'm not sure what your grandmother will do while
you're eating. I assume you don't grandma to eat with you."
"I was hoping not."
"Maybe she can have lunch with your sister? That might work. I'll talk to
her in the morning."
"Thanks mom."
"Do you think you're ready for this?"
"We're just having lunch."
"You've never been very interested in girls."
"I don't think they're interested in me."
"Well, it sounds like this one might be. She might just want to be friends
you know."
"I know. It will just be nice to talk to her."
My mother smiled. "Those look good on you."
"What?"
"Your nylons. That shade suits you. I'll have to get you some more like
that. Now if there are no other earth shattering events to discuss I need
to finish planting these flowers."
As I walked back to the house, I wondered what my meeting with Megan would
bring and chided myself for wearing my pink fuzzy slippers outside. I
needed to get a grip.
to be continued
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