Thursday, September 18, 2008
Chapter 7.
Sequoia and
She had never been out of the suburbs before, and when he brought her to a trailer park she was so amazed and stared at everything like she was in a museum. Later on he brought her to a night race, where she got the thrill of her life. And another time he brought her to a drive in movie. She had never had so much fun, never felt so relaxed before.
All her life she had been taught how to act, talk and behave properly in proper company, dressed in proper ways and so on and so fourth. Her whole life had been an act for the world to see that she could be as perfect as them. What she hadn’t known was that the world itself was not perfect, and perfections were imperfections in an imperfect world. Now, she could finally let go.
After three weeks, he set a test for her. He would bring her to a party, and she had to mingle. Three weeks ago, she would have stuck out like a sore thumb. But now she blended in perfectly, but still with the presence that she always had. She drank like one of them, lounged around like one of them, and became one of them. He was proud.
Now that she had been ‘street schooled’ enough, she brought him into the suburbs. He felt totally out of place and shuffled around with his head bent. She sighed. It seemed he needed more work than she did. Her mansion was empty most of the day, except for the butler, cook and a few maids. So she brought him home and schooled him in the etiquettes of the fine and wealthy.
She bought shirts, dress pants, jackets, shoes and ties for him. They spent hours in dressing rooms, trying on clothes for him. Once they found his style, she bought him five different suits. Then, he went for a makeover. He was scrubbed, shaved, cut, cleaned, plucked, polished, picked and dabbed at for over three hours. When he finally came out, he almost didn’t recognize him. He looked fantastic, even better than Charles ever did. He looked a proper gentleman, but still had that little bit of scruffy-ness that made you want to know him, to know that scruffy side.
Then, three weeks later, she brought him to one of her functions. Her old clique in school, Charles, Elizabeth, Danielle, Haley, Raymond, Elton, and a whole group of their ‘high class’ friends would be there. It was a ‘couples’ function, mainly so they could see who didn’t have a couple and tease them in the uppity way that they did, and so Warren brought Sequoia as his date.
It went beautifully. All the other girls swooned over
Sequoia loved him as a friend, and had no idea how he felt for her. One night he was sleeping over at her place and they were talking about fairy tales and how they would change it if they could. Sequoia had just finished hers with “and they lived happily ever after” when he suddenly kissed her. She was puzzled, but didn’t stop him. When he pulled away, she asked him “what was that for?”
“Sequoia…the past six weeks has been…heaven for me. You changed me into the perfect guy, the perfect guy that I could never be without you.” He took a deep breath and grasped her hands. “And…I love you. Please give me this chance to be with you…”