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Date Posted: 01:05:16 03/19/06 Sun
Author: Sunny
Subject: Part II
In reply to: Sunny 's message, "Part II" on 00:56:30 03/19/06 Sun

Someone was knocking at my door. I turned over to look at the alarm clock. 9:00 on a Saturday morning. "Whoever that is had better be bleeding profusely or in some other danger," I grumbled as I rolled out of bed and pulled my robe on. Sleep in my eyes, hair standing on end; I padded to the front door of the small town-home I rented. "This had better be good," I stated groggily, opening the door.

"Good morning!" I could kill him.

"Keith, do you know what time it is?!"

"9a.m. on a beautiful August day," he said, grinning.

"Morning people suck… and it’s raining." I told him, sounding extremely unenthusiastic… and who could blame me? It was the perfect day for sleeping late and I’m awoken at 9AM on a Saturday by a morning-loving, coffee-wielding, way-too-happy-for-this-time-of-day-when-it’s-raining, Aussie.

"Yes, but we also bring coffee," he replied, sticking out a Starbucks cup (he's obsessed), "and donuts." He's obsessed... and he knows me WAY too well.

"What exactly made you decide that I needed to be awake so early?" I asked, stepping aside so that he could come in.

"I have time off and I want to spend it with my friend..."

"Uh huh..."

"...And I also need a date for the CMAs."

"I should have known better than to think you’d bring me donuts and not want something,” I stated sarcastically. “I thought your mum was coming over," I continued, taking a drink of coffee, "This is good."

"Glad you like it. And she is, but I can have two guests and was hoping you’d join us," he stated matter-of-factly, smiling at me. If I didn't love him so much, I'd have to kill him for being so happy at this hour.

"Oh," He had only ever asked me to attend an awards show with him once before, and I ended up with the flu two days prior and couldn't go.

"So..."

O God... those eyes. Who can say no to those eyes? "Of course I’ll go." I can’t very well let my best friend down, now can I?

"Fantastic," he said, smiling and hugging me. He smelled good.

"You smell good." I’ve really got to stop thinking out loud.

"So I hear," he chuckled. I rolled my eyes and sat down in a chair at my kitchen table. It was nice having him home. He'd been on tour since June with no time off to speak of. I didn't ever realize how much I missed talking to him in person (instead of over the phone, which was a daily occurrence) until he was here.

"Hello... Earth to Hope..."

"Huh?"

He laughed, "You awake over there?"

"Yeah... just thinking..." I answered, resting my head in my hands.

"I see - everything ok?"

"Yeah, fine, just a little sleepy." He tilted his head and studied me for a minute.

"Ok. So what are your plans for the day?"

"I don't have any."

"Fantastic. How about we go to the store and get a few necessities for my empty house, rent some movies, then spend the day beings bums?"

"Fantastic? If I didn’t know you so well, I’d have to think I’d just been insulted.” I continued, “That's the best idea I've heard in a while, though. Lemme go shower and make myself half-presentable first."

"Yeah, you do kinda stink," he said, his eyes twinkling.

"Bite me, Koala Boy," I replied, laughing as I rose from my chair.

I walked to the bathroom to the sound of Keith singing as he made for my television. I showered quickly, then dried my hair and applied a little makeup before leaving the bathroom.

I slipped into my bedroom and dressed - tank top, jeans, sandals - then made my way back to the living-room, where I found Keith engrossed in my latest issue of Reader's Digest. "Good article?" I asked, sneaking up on him.

Keith jumped. "Good Lord woman, you nearly gave me a heart attack."

"A shame it didn't work," I responded, smiling.

"You know you love me."

"Yeah, you keep thinking that,” I laughed. “You ready?"

"When you are."

"Let's go then."

“Can I steal your magazine?” He was such a bookworm sometimes.

“Sure thing,” I answered as I grabbed my purse from the table next to the door - and we were on our way.

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[> [> "Bite me koala boy"!! I love it!! Keep it coming Sunny this is great. -- AussieChick, 02:04:57 03/19/06 Sun [1]

I have a feeling Keith is a morning person too. Don't really know why. He obviously loves his coffee but I think he is an 'early riser' so to speak!! LOL Maybe its a starting a new day fresh and living for the moment sort of thing.


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[> [> Why can't I have any friends that look like Keith? Actually, it's probably best that I don't...LOL! Great job, Sunny! I can't wait to hear more about this "friendship"... -- birdinflight, 16:45:27 03/19/06 Sun [1]


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