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On Thursday morning the school's lobby was more crowded and louder than normal. It was the day before the prom and everyone wanted to tell anyone else who would listen about their plans. The lobby was filled with energy of the promise of tomorrow being the time of their lives. None of Joy's classmates were hoping tomorrow night was good to be more than expected; they all believed that they knew the prom would exceed expectations. The prom was going to be magical, how could it not? Tomorrow night was going to be filled with good times amongst close friends to form memories which they felt would last a lifetime. The only person who was immune to the effects of the upcoming night of ecstasy was Joy. Joy arrived early to school, got a ride in from her father, for the same reason the energy was filling the air, to talk about the prom. Unlike the rest of the teenagers surrounding her, Joy wanted a specific audience, Ziggy. She wanted to do the discussion about the prom at school instead of the bus on the way there to give herself time to come up with the right words.Instead of just wanting to talk to anyone, Joy needing to talk with with a special someone put a damper on her being able to be connected to the energy. The reason Joyed needed to talk to Ziggy was Last night was the first time her best friend did not return her call. Ziggy sending a text to answer her question left her in a daze and only the light of hearing her best friend's voice could lift it. Ziggy knew Joy inquiring about if they were still on for breakfast on Saturday was just a pretense to what the call was really about. That she wanted and needed to talk to him. Joy needed to make things right between them and Ziggy was not giving her the chance. Then Joy felt that buzz which was in the air as her Zigs entered the school. It was different than the little tingle she felt every time she saw her best friend. She started to think about their breakfast on Saturday. Thinking of how much enjoyment those two have over a shared meal fixed the broken part of the conduit which connected them. All in the lobby know knew they were going to have the fairytale night which everyone deserves at the prom. The prom turning out better than a John Hughes teenage flix was a guarantee. Ziggy had a pep in his step, a smile on his face and waved as he past by Joy. As quick as that conduit was fixed it became broken again. This was not supposed to be. Ziggy and Joy always hung out before school. This felt as wrong and uncomfortable to Joy as wearing a bra two cup sizes too small. Joy called out, "Hey there Zigs, why didn't you call me back yesterday?" Ziggy kept on walking as he said, "I was busy, so I just texted you the answer." The vague 'I was busy' was a bad sign to Joy. She knew that each of them always made time for the others unless there was no way possible. If that was true then the reason why would be shared. Not wanting her time with Ziggy to end, Joy tried to stretch out the conversation by asking him, "Where are you going?" Ziggy then stopped and said, "I need to talk with Mr Foreman. I have a chance to get the George Westinghouse Scholarship. Talk to you later." Hearing those words made the lobby feel as crowded and loud as a NFL Stadium on a Sunday in May to Joy. It harken her back to when she was the new kid and having no idea what the future held. If Ziggy was offered and accepted that exclusive scholarship that meant he had to go to CMU instead of Villanova. Even with Villanova having a higher rank school of business than any other school she was accepted to, Joy did not like the prospects of going there solo. Joy quickly thought about if it was too late to transfer schools to join Ziggy. Those two both were accepted when they applied at CMU, but made the joint decision to choose Villanova instead. CMU was also had a highly ranked school of business so she would still get a great education. It was cheaper than Villanova so her parents would like that. Her mom would love that Joy would either commute to school or live so close her daughter could come home anytime she wanted to. The campus was next to Pitt so got rid of the hassle of having a long distance relationship with Steff. The decision of transferring was as simple as making a cup of tea. *********** Jordan thought to himself, "They said I am a slut, then I will dress like one." He wore his short bodycon black skirt with a black crop top and 5" platform open toe heels. He had glitter on his chest, his top showed off a magnetic belly ring and did his makeup as provocative as he knew how. This choice of outfit would be passive-aggressive if anyone else wore it. Jordan was doing so as part of his response to the rumors. Jordan wearing this provocative outfit was his way to protest what people were saying about him. His plan was to directly confront the people he knew was calling him a slut behind his back to have them backup that assertion to his face. He was not being confrontational to feel better about himself. The man who was made of stardust was doing so to hold a magnifying glass up to those people who put him down and believed the lie. He wanted his actions to make them think and see how wrong they were in saying what was not true. Jordan hoped that the intensity of light shined on those people's actions would ignite the stardust inside of them. Sam Pinsinski gave a look of surprise when he saw Jordan. He was one of the people who Jordan overheard calling him a slut. The man who was making a statement with how he was dress march right up to him and said, "You should not be shocked, you said that I am a slut." Sam did not like being directly confronted by the person he down talk yesterday in a private conversation and acted surprised when he asked what. Jordan was not going to let Sam off the hook and pushed the subject when he, "Come on, I heard what you said to Heath Dorian. Don't you remember, or do I have to repeat it to refresh your memory?" Sam tried to defend his words. "I didn't really mean it. I was just commenting on you having a date with Ziggy right after breaking up with Dave." "No, I don't. We are just two friends going to the prom together." As sarcastic as the highschool student he was Sam said, "Yeah, right." At that moment Jordan knew his words and actions were in vain. The kids in his school were going to believe what makes a better story over the truth. They were striving for enjoyment over being the best version of who they were. The journey of fulfilling one's true potential meant that people had to miss out on a cheap laugh to get contentment with who they were. Jordan was also feeling bad about himself. His actions, might of had good intentions but now, he knew they hampered him in his journey to be the best he could be. Jordan knew hampering another from shining was also hampered oneself. Calling people out in such a dramatic way led to embarrassment to those who did wrong and stopped them from shining. People feeling embarrassed led to them being defensive. When people close in rank to protect themselves it kept the stardust within them from shining. Jordan also felt like an object and he knew why. The boy was dressed to draw attention to himself. Attention itself was not a bad thing, it was when the attention was unwarranted which made it bad. Unwarranted attention came from things which were superficial and corrupted any social interactions. What was unimportant becoming too strong of a focal point became a barrier to the stardust shining from anyone. The man who was not letting his best side show did get help in being able to move past his mistake. Ziggy treated him just like any other day. Jordan's prom date looked past the skimpy outfit. Then Dave joked no matter how hard Jordan tried it was too late for them to go the prom together. The joke was not only to show Dave looked past the physical with Jordan, but also he was fine with how the prom was going to work out. That humorous remark also reminded Jordan if someone was assured enough in how they were it did not matter what they were wearing, the stardust would shine bright. That the essential essence of the person was way more powerful than anything superficial. Jordan quickly went from feeling like he was dressed like a slut, to a man who was just wearing what he wanted. By the end of the day the man, who was going to let his light shine no matter what, found Sam and apologize to him. Sam did the same because he knew he talked without thinking or knowing the entire situation. ********** Ian could never understand why people were interested in gossip.It was of none of his concern what people did as long as it did not directly affect him, so why was so many other people so intrigued by it?. He felt it was none of his concerned who liked who or who was doing what. If those people wanted him to know they would have told him. Also, the rumors which gossip were based on were as reliable as a badly upkept 20 year old car. This fact about gossip made Ian wonder why so many people treated it like gospel. Instead of verifying it too many people just went with repeating what they heard. This led to people believing what was said because for it was said many times. He saw believing something only because it was repeated many times as a form of circular logic. What irked him when he did pay a little bit of attention to the rumor mill was the same people who believed it because it was said were the same who got the most upset when something which was untrue was circulated around the school about them. Those people were part of the issue of why rumors were taken as being valid as the finding in a well prepared peer reviewed research paper, yet they hated it when a baseless unfounded rumor about them was accepted without others giving a second thought. Ian's normal reaction of apathy towards rumors was made him feel so odd about his reaction to hearing about Ziggy and Jordan being a couple. Ziggy being with Jordan just did not sound right to him. That should have been all the time he gave to that rumor. Instead of not caring or paying attention to the word in the halls, hearing those two were a couple annoyed him. Ian knew he needed to do something, anything to fight back at what was being said about Jordan and Ziggy. At the same time of wanting the truth to be known, Ian also knew he had to handle it the right way. Saying something to a person who believed something without anything to back the statement was useless to him. He knew that they were not using logic to back up their belief in what they wanted to believe, so they would not rethink it. Then Ian saw his chance to do something as he bumped into Ross walking down the hall. He was going to tell Ross he knew the rumor was not true. Ian was socially adept enough to know saying that to both Jordan and Ziggy would be tactless. There was nothing wrong with being gay and that was how it would come off. Ross on the other hand Ian knew he was not happy about how people were talking about his friend. Ian could show his support and solidarity by talking with Jordan's best friend about him knowing the truth about the rumor. "Hey there Ross, I don't know why so many people think that Jordan and Ziggy are a couple." "Because people like Steff say it and people like you say nothing." "Hey don't put this on me. I don't believe it. I don't say anything for it is none of my concern. Plus if I say something it can come off as me being homophobic." "Then why bring it up to me if it's none of your concern?" "'Cause it's wrong dude. That is why. I know how you, and Jordan don't like it so I am just saying I know better. I am trying to show you some support." Words of support are little help. They do not do anything about the issue at hand. To Ross Ian's words were just as good of an action as the people who put the yellow ribbon support our troops bumper stickers on the back of their cars and think that is enough to help. Instead those people should be more proactive. Not wanting to help Ian to get the false sense of him being part of the solution Ross ended the conversation by reiterating that the boy, who wanted a pat on his back, should say something when people said something which was not true. Most of the time Ross's suggestion of being proactive in being part of the solution got as much notice the healthy choices on a fast food restaurant's; but this time was different. It resonated with Ian like the ringing of a church bell. It also had the same effect on him as a church bell to someone with true faith and called him to go towards Ross's suggestion. ************ Joy came out of the lunchline looking around like she did not know the layout of the cafeteria. In a way the room was a foreign landscape, she had nowhere to sit. Going to sit at her normal table did not feel right. Ziggy would be there. It was strange to Joy that even when she was next to Ziggy she felt so far away to her best friend. Their closeness was never about how close the proximity of their bodies were, but connection of their souls. Now that connection was so strain if Ziggy was right next to Joy she could not feel his presence. Even with being Steff's main squeeze going to his table did not feel right either to the lost girl. Most of the time when her boy was around his friends, she felt like an outsider. Their connection in the relationship depended on the situation. This was from Steff not letting his social world mesh with his relationship. Joy not wanting to feel anymore like a stranger in a strange land picked to sit with Steff. Joining that table made more sense, at least there it was normal for her to feel out of place. Joy needed to feel like she belonged and a girl should always feel welcomed by her boy. Plus, she had to tell her boy the good news about CMU. It was tougher than a marine's love to their juvenile delinquent child than for Steff to hold in his displeasure of Joy coming to his table, but he did. She knew this was his time with his friends and Steff needed it. Today started out great as he was going to talk with Mr Forman about his chances of receiving the recently vacated George Westinghouse Scholarship. Then the day turned to the worse when his teacher and unofficial guidance counselor informed him that it would be a long shot with Steff only being on the waiting list for CMU. The bad news got worse when Steff found out that another hurdle for him to get the scholarship was Ziggy was interested. The boy who had nothing going his way cursed who was now quickly becoming his nemesis, Ziggy. First his classmate had to finally semi- come out as being gay right before the prom and now this. Steff had nothing against homosexuals, but the friction Ziggy not admitting to who he was to Joy was causing Steff to have to be there for his girl. Steff could not figure out why Ziggy would not embrace who he really was like the way he was going to embrace Jordan on the dance floor. Steff was smart enough to know that none of how Ziggy was putting up barriers to what he wanted was his friend's fault. That still did not stop him from being annoyed at him. Intent only went so far, the results was what really matters. Good intentions gave leeway to ill feelings about bad results but almost never absolute absolution.. If Steff knew Ziggy would have finally submitted to his sexual desires to be with a man, then he would have insisted Ziggy still took Joy to the prom. He still would have gotten what he really wanted out of the prom, a great night of sex. There would of been the added bonus of not having to put in the groundwork beforehand. Ziggy would have gotten Joy in the best mood possible and she would have shared that in the bedroom with the boy who did nothing. Joy sat down and Alan and Ian did not hide their cringes. Steff quickly gave them a look of disapproval for them to stop. They liked Joy, but she was not part of the group. When she was around, instead of all four of them being together, it became Joy and Steff in their own little group and Alan and Ian in another. Those two did try to connect with her but Steff always put a stop to it. "Hey there Alan and Ian, sorry about joining you for lunch but I have some news to share with my boy." They both understood, but Steff did not. He said, "Joy you know we catch up on the walk out of lunch." "It is big. I am not going to Villanova, but CMU instead. Our colleges are going to be right next to each other. We do not have to worry about the hassle of being in a long distance relationship." "Don't change your plans to try to stay close with Ziggy. You two will drift apart, he sees you as competition now." "We will stay close and he will not see me as competition." Projection is extremely common with people and most of the time they do not even know they are doing it. In most cases people just assume that everyone else has the same perspective on their surroundings as they do. In this case, Steff projecting his feeling about Ziggy came from the subconscious. Deep down Steff saw Ziggy as his competition to Joy. The boy was always worried that one day Joy would break up with him to be with her Zigs. This was the real reason Steff always treated Joy as his fallback girl, deep down he knew he was her fallback boy. Each time they broke up Steff's innermost hope was that Joy and Ziggy would finally get together. Little did he know that if that ever did happen, that would not only free him from regressing back into a doomed relationship, but would let the stardust he was made out of to start to shine. "He does, he wants the same thing out of a relationship as you." "I hope that you do also." "Don't twist my words. I meant physically. He is a fag, he wants to be with men." "Use more respect when you talk about my Zigs." When Steff said fag and Joy continued with the conversation like the rumor was true Ian heard those church bells again. It called him to action. , "Come on, you both know that Ziggy is not gay. Plus Jordan would not be with anyone so soon after breaking up with Dave. Them going to the prom is not a date." Steff was truly remorseful and shocked. Steff did not like that he put down someone by demeaning who there were. The boy who did not like how he just acted was taken back by Ian adding his opinion into this private conversation. This was between him and Joy, and Ian knew better than to join in. Steff saw this as none of his friend's concern. , "Ian stay out of this, you don't know what you are talking about and this has nothing to do with you. What straight guy would go to the prom with another man? Sorry, I am just so pissed off. His personal drama is now coming into our relationship; plus, it is making you make a bad decision. Villanova is the best school for you. I only want what is the best for you." Ian disagreed this had nothing to do with him. It irked him how people were talking this rumor as true and needed to set it straight. Saying what was on his mind also made him feel better. It might not change anyone's mind, but he knew he had to try. Just in case his words acted like a church bell to whoever he was talking to and called them to come towards the truth. "This does because I am sick of hearing all these rumors which are not true. A straight guy who is just going to the prom to be around his friends and do not care what other people think." As Ian and Steff continued to bicker with each other Joy started to think about what was best for her,.having her Zigs close to her. Right then she saw him as her Zigs because the static which was breaking down their connection was disbursed by her sticking up for him. Disagreements, misunderstandings, arguments, and squabbles were always overpowered by the strength of the close bond and the pact of true friendship when one friend needs to be there for another. Joy got up and went to the only place she knew she would feel like she was at home, her normal lunch table. Alan started to pester Steff to go after her. Steff knew better. They both needed time to cool down. Plus, Ziggy, not him, was not the one who Joy went to when she was upset, even when Steff was not the cause Joy sat down and everything felt like it was back to normal. At that moment Ziggy was more concerned about the down look on Joy face than what she thought about his sexuality. His sweetest friend needed him and that was more important than anything else. "Zigs, with you having a chance of getting that scholarship, I am going to look into going to CMU instead. So we keep with our plans of going to school together." "Joy, only do that if that is what you want. Until right now I thought your heart was set on going to Nova, so don't change your school because of me. Sooner or later we are going to not spend everyday together." Joy could not envision a future where she did not see her Zigs every day. She thought that they would end up working at the same company, him in R&D and her in production planning. They would have kids the same age, going to the same school. That would mean so many music and dance recital, games and other school function spent together. It would be great to see Ziggy as a father, she knew he would be a great one and hoped that her future husband would be half as good as Zigs. "Oh Ziggy. It is not for you,.CMU is the best school for me. Steff thought the same thing that was why I came over here. You having a chance of getting that scholarship just made me rethink my decision. CMU is the better all around choice. Going there will be a great education, closer to home,at a school right next to the one my boy is going to and also cost less money. You being there was just an added bonus." Ziggy agreed with Joy's reasoning about transferring school, knowing she was doing what was best for herself. Ziggy then started to pay attention to help smooth things between Joy and Steff., "Any money your boy just did not word his concerns about you changing your school. I am happy that my chance of going to CMU made you see what would be best for you. I never want you to make a decision which puts me over what is best for you." Joy wish that Ziggy knew that him being close to her was what was best for her. It was also what was best for him. They brought the best out in each other. Right now was the perfect example. Even with them having a strain on their friendship, it went back to normal. Instead of letting the fallout they were experiencing get in the way, they were there for the other when it was needed. Thier relationship stayed in the past until the end of lunch. That was when Jordan came over. While shopping on his phone the boy who wanted to be girly the entire weekend found the perfect golf outfit which was available for next day delivery. Before he ordered that adorable pleated white with two blue stripes at the hem golf skirt for Saturday, Jordan wanted to make sure that Ziggy would be comfortable being with a boy in a skirt out in public. Being cute was important but not as important as making sure Ziggy was able to enjoy being on the greens. The time travel was ended by Ziggy commenting that he knew that Jordan would look great in that skirt. Ziggy saw the look of disappointment on Joy's face. Ziggy took it was from her being upset about him not admitting that falsehood she believed. A small part of it was. Most of Joy's disappointment was from she would much rather of heard Ziggy saying those words to her instead of Jordan. This moment was exactly why those two could not just act like they never had that conversation yesterday. In a close friendship both people had to be on the same page about who the other was. A disagreement about something as fundamental as who someone really was would always come to the foreground, The friction between the truth and fiction would rub against their connection until their bond was broken. The last couple of minutes of lunch were silent at their table. Joy bolted as soon as the bell rang. She needed to get away from feeling lonely when next to her best friend. It was wrong for a person to feel awkward around someone who was so close to them. Ziggy was hurt that he was glad to see Joy go away. He knew that feeling was a sign of their friendship becoming strained.

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"Ya wanted to see us, Cap'n?" Ezra asked as he and Sean walked into Capt. Johnson's office. "Yeah, I got a little job fer y'all." "Thank God, Cap'n. Sean an' I been sittin' on our tailbones for over four hours since we got back from that last little jaunt ya sent us on an' we're gittin' a little stir crazy." "Y'all are crazy, no matter what! But, to business. There's been a rash of stage robberies between here and Frontline, an' I want y'all to put a stop to 'em. It...

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After a long stressful day at work, Andy and Warren were winding down at Distiller's Microbrew & Tap. Each were on their second beer when Warren said, "Andy, did you read the news this morning?""Didn't have time. What, another story about the President's Tweets?""No, Andy, something worse.""Immigrants being deported?""Worse.""Well then, Warren, what in the hell is upsetting you so much?"The two men were talking sports, politics and women. Warren took a swig from his glass and said, "You're not...

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March, 1920 Le Havre, France It was with a deep sense of melancholy that I stood along the rail at the stern of the ocean liner, watching the coast of France recede into the distance. I was going home, after seven years of service with the American Embassy in Paris, and while part of me was glad to be returning to America, a larger part of me knew I was leaving behind a large part of my life. It was a cold, blustery day on the cusp of spring, and I had my overcoat buttoned to the top to...

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Madeleine Ch 04

December, 1915 Paris, France Madeleine looked resplendent in her dark green dress, with the bright red corsage I had pinned on her breast. She looked very much in keeping with the holiday, which was the idea, since we were entering the ballroom at the Ritz Hotel, the same one where we had spent our wedding night, for the American Embassy’s annual Christmas banquet. Because the United States was still neutral in the Great War that was raging not far away, we were not under the same moral...

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Madeleine Ch 03

June, 1915 Paris, France ‘A toast! A toast to Robert,’ cried Sergei Hoffmann, over the din of well-wishers. ‘Hear, hear!’ was the response from several corners of the room. We were gathered in the private room of a well-known Paris restaurant for the traditional bachelor’s night, and the good food and copious amounts of spirits in all varieties had made for a memorable evening. Stories – many of them bawdy – had been told and conversation had been brisk. These were my friends, the people I...

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Madeleine Ch 06

June, 1917 Paris, France It was on a warm late spring morning that I arrived in my office to be greeted with a summons to the ambassador’s office. When I arrived, I stopped short, for Mr. Stark had a visitor, someone I knew well, and for whom I had decidedly mixed feelings. Gen. John James Pershing was seated in a chair across from the ambassador’s desk, and he rose when I entered the office. ‘Sergeant Guidry,’ he said as he offered his hand in greeting, using the rank to which I had risen...

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Madeleine Ch 02

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Madeleine Ch 05

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Madeleine Ch 01

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MaudeMadeleine Part 8

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LaredoChapter 19

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MadeleineChapter 2

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