Angela had just gotten the internet to finally connect and the Purdue site was already starting to load, when Kim Ann and Sandra came storming into the office, laughing and carrying on.
“So let’s look up some shit on the Boys,” said Kim Ann, pulling up an extra chair and sitting beside her.
“In a minute,” Angela said, focused on her Purdue mission. “I want to see how the site looks first. Plus, I want to check my e-mail.”
“As if anyone would e-mail you, Ange,” teased Kim Ann. “I did send you a couple of jokes, though.”
Sandra shot Kim Ann an exasperated look, wondering WHY she would encourage Angela to go to the site. Kim Ann shrugged at her, took a drink from her beer and mouthed the word “Sorry.”
“Can we PLEASE look up stuff on the Boys?” pleaded Sandra. “Pretty please? I’m dying to get something on ‘em.”
Angela rolled her eyes and gave Sandra a dirty look. “I realize that this whole thing means absolutely nothing to you, but I put a lot of work into it and I want to see it…..especially since I did it for nothing. At least if it looks as cool as I think it does and works correctly, that’ll be SOMETHING for me to be proud of.”
“I thought you were getting a computer out of the whole deal?” asked Kim Ann.
“Nope,” said Angela sullenly. “He fucked me.”
“Well, can’t you just check your e-mail and then come back to it to check it out? It works just fine, and it’s really cool,” persisted Sandra, “but can’t you just check your e-mail and we’ll come back to it later? I mean, the guys aren’t around now and this would be the ideal time to get some dirt on ‘em.”
“OKAY!” shouted Angela as the site fully loaded. Sandra was relieved when Angela went straight to her e-mail without reading the homepage. There were 127 messages waiting for her.
“Oh, my GOD,” exclaimed Angela. “I never get this much mail, what are you guys sending me?”
“I only sent you a couple of jokes, man,” answered Kim Ann. “I don’t know who the other 125 messages are from.” As Angela clicked on her inbox she leaned in, curious to see who was sending all the mail. “Oh my God,” shouted Kim Ann. “There’s three of them from Ryan Duffy, baby!”
“Ryan?” asked Angela, looking at Sandra with sparkling eyes. “Why would Ryan e-mail me?”
“I TOLD you, Kim Ann!” shouted Sandra. “I TOLD you he liked her.”
“Well let’s just see what they SAY, first,” replied Kim Ann, calmly. “Open ‘em up, Ange. I wanna see if Ryan’s hot for your bod.”
Angela scrolled down to the earliest e-mail from Ryan and opened it up. They were all huddled around the computer when AJ brought her drink in.
“What’s going on in here?” asked AJ, causing them all to jump and look at him. Angela patted the table beside her for AJ to put her drink there and they all huddled around the computer again. “And just so you know, Nick’s drinking one of these. We’re all quite impressed that you’re still alive after drinking two of them.”
“Alcohol doesn’t affect me much, AJ. It’s weird. You don’t know how much money I’ve won at frat parties by out-drinking the jocks,” snickered Angela. “I hope he’s not trying to out-drink me, cos he’ll lose.”
“Yeah, well, here’s your next one. I can’t wait to take the empty glass out there so he can see it,” said AJ. “He’ll freak.”
“What are they doing, anyway?” asked Kim Ann.
“They’re bowling, of course. This IS a bowling alley, you know.” AJ smiled at her and headed for the door.
“So what are YOU doing?” asked Sandra. “Are you just gonna stay behind the bar all night?”
“Hell no,” replied AJ. “I’m gonna go shoot some pool and see who this Sexy Lexi is.” They all laughed at his remark.
“Go get her, Bone Daddy,” said Kim Ann. “It’s about time you got a woman.”
“Hey, man,” snapped AJ. “I got women in every state, and don’t you forget that.”
“I do not doubt that, AJ,” replied Kim Ann. “Not at all.”
The second he left the room, they started reading Ryan’s e-mail to Angela.
“Hi, Angela. I know you’re not going to be at school until late October, but I thought I’d write you anyway, since you might be checking your e-mail. First of all, I wanted to thank you for all your tips on my computer set-up, they worked GREAT! It’s never run better or faster and I owe it all to you.”
“He owes it ALL to you, Angela,” said Kim Ann, sarcastically, before continuing to read Ryan’s e-mail.
“I just wanted to say,” it read, “that I had a really great time at the Fantasy Football party talking to you. I don’t get an opportunity to meet girls who want to just talk without expecting anything other than friendship out of it.”
“That, my dear,” pointed out Kim Ann, “is the kiss of death. Friendship.”
“Will you shut up, Kim Ann?” pleaded Sandra. “This is getting interesting.”
They continued. “I can’t wait to see you in October, and I also can’t wait until Professor Hodgkins opens the website. I know it will be cool. TTYL, Ryan.”
Angela sat back and smiled when she finished reading. “You guys, I can’t believe he wrote me.” She looked at Sandra incredulously and squealed, “Can you believe he fucking wrote me? Ryan Duffy e-mailed me? Can you BELIEVE that?”
“I’ll tell you what I think,” said Sandra. “I think you’re copping a buzz, Angela. AJ’s little concoction is kicking your ass.”
Angela grinned. “I do believe I have a little buzz goin’ on. WOW.” She laughed. “But I still can’t believe that Ryan wrote me. That is so cool. You know, I thought he kind of liked me, but I couldn’t tell, you know?”
“Well let’s read the next one, “ snapped Kim Ann, obviously jealous that Angela had caught Ryan’s attention. She had hit on him the entire night at the Fantasy Football party and couldn’t even get a nibble out of him.
The next e-mail was also short. “Hi, I’m actually hoping now that you’re NOT checking your e-mails, cos if you are, then that would mean that you’re ignoring me. And I really don’t think you would ignore me. That’s just not you. I just wanted to add to my last one, that if you’re interested, I would like to maybe go out for dinner and a movie when you get back to Purdue. I wanted to wait and ask you in person, but I can’t. It’ll be a month and a half before you’re back. So, if you DO check this before you come back, please let me know by e-mail if you don’t want to go. I already feel stupid for asking you this way. But I can’t stop thinking about you. You have a pretty smile. :0) TTYL, Ryan.”
“Oh, my GOD,” shouted Angela. “He thinks I have a pretty smile. Do I have a pretty smile, you guys?” She leaned back and smiled at them before grabbing her glass from the desk and taking a long drink.
“I think we need to cut you off, sister. You’re getting drunk,” observed Sandra. “That drink is 99% alcohol and it’s getting to you.”
“So,” snipped Angela. “Ryan Duffy thinks I’ve got a pretty smile.”
“Uh, yeah,” said Kim Ann, “But Nick Carter thinks you’re a fine piece of ass. Which do YOU want?”
Angela’s eyes widened as she considered. “Well, not that I’m being, um, slutty here, ladies, but I don’t see why I can’t both. NICK’s the one who said this was a three-day thing, not me. I mean, why can’t I have it all?”
“You go, girl!” shouted Kim Ann, leaning over her shoulder. “You CAN have it all. I just didn’t think you had the balls to even consider such a thing.” She sighed and swiped Angela’s hair softly. “Our dear Angie’s growing up finally.”
“Let’s check the last one. Let’s check the last one,” interrupted Sandra. “He’s probably proposing by the third one.”
As Sandra started reading the third message from Ryan, she realized that they were in big trouble. “Angela, I cannot believe that Professor Hodgkins did what he did to you. The site came up today and I was expecting to see your name under the credits section. Instead, he put that it was created by the class, under his instruction. I feel so terrible. I don’t know what to say. I’m so sorry. I know how hard you worked on that site. Everybody does. You cannot believe how many people are pissed off at him. If you need to talk, please, call me. My number is (219) 339 4466. Your friend, Ryan.”
The smile left Angela’s face immediately and she sat back in the chair, shocked by what Ryan had typed. Sandra and Kim Ann were silent, unsure of what to say. Angie turned to them with tears in her eyes. “You guys knew about this and you didn’t tell me? You knew he did this to me and you didn’t tell me? Why didn’t you tell me?” The tears started flowing and Sandra and Kim Ann didn’t know whether to try to console her or hide their faces. Angela buried her head in her hands and sobbed. “I can’t believe he did this to me. I mean, the computer and stuff. I could deal with that. But to take credit for MY work….I can’t believe this is happening. I just can’t believe this. Do you know how good that would look on my resume? Do you know? I was gonna use that on my resume. And now, I can’t. Fat Ass Fuckhead fucked me.”
Kim Ann started to giggle at Angela’s over use of the word ‘fuck,’ but Sandra shot her a warning look. The last thing they needed now was a huge fight on top of this big mess.
Angela grabbed her glass once again, finished her drink, and wiped her eyes, and took a deep breath to calm herself. She wiped her eyes and said, “Okay, I guess I can understand why you guys didn’t want to tell me. I can understand that.”
“I’m so sorry, Ange,” said Sandra softly. “I wanted to tell you, but I didn’t want to ruin your time off from school. And I certainly didn’t want to ruin this week, either.”
Angela sniffed and held up her glass to Sandra. “Can you get me another drink? I’m going to get so drunk tonight, Nick’ll wish he had a blow-up doll instead of me cos it would probably move more.”
Kim Ann giggled again. “Will you get me another Bud Light, too?” Sandra started towards the door. “And a shot! I need a shot, too!”
“Yeah, I’ll take a Corona and a shot,” added Angela.”
Sandra stopped and glared at them jokingly. “What kind of shot, Angela?”
“At this point?” asked Angela. “I don’t care. Just bring me one. I’m going to be busy for awhile.”
“Busy?” asked Sandra, curiously.
“Yeah,” replied Angela cockily. “I’m gonna hack the motherfucker’s site. I made it, and I can take it down.”
Kim Ann and Sandra’s jaws dropped. They couldn’t believe that Angela was even considering such a thing. She could hack, but to hack a major university’s website was risky business….a federal offense!
“Um, Sandra,” said Kim Ann. “I think I’ll go with you to get those drinks. That way Ange can get a head start on it without me looking over her shoulder.”
Sandra looked at Kim Ann as if she were insane, until she made a gesture at her to ensure her that her intentions were not of the sort. They would plot together once they were outside the office on how to deter Angela.
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AJ walked out of the office with Angela’s empty glass. Nick looked over at him and raised his eyebrows in disbelief. “You are kidding me!” he yelled from the bowling lane. “You are messin’ with my head, Bone, aren’t you?!”
AJ shook his head, smiling. “Nope. She’s a lush, man. She’s a lush.”
“Is she messed up?” asked Nick, as AJ approached them to sit down and talk for a few.
“No, man, she’s not even slurring her words,” exclaimed AJ. “I’m thinking she’s with the wrong guy.”
“Yeah,” said Nick. “Me, too.”
They all laughed and AJ sat down beside Howie. “I just have to say something as I’m sitting here with you guys.” They all looked at him expectantly. “What is wrong with this picture?”
Nick, Brian and Howie looked at each other, confused as to what AJ was implying.
“You guys are in here, and the ladies are in there. Are y’all crazy?” He looked at them one by one. “Cos Howie,” he mentioned, “I just have to say this. Kim Ann has some big-ass ta-ta’s if you know what I’m sayin’.” They all laughed at AJ’s crass statement.
“Yes, AJ, I noticed those right off the bat,” said Howie.
“How could you miss ‘em?” chortled Nick.
“Hello?!” said Brian.
“And you, Brian,” said AJ, leaning over to look him in the eye. “I think you need to take advantage of YOUR opportunity, too. Sandra’s a good lookin’ gal and I think she likes you, son.”
“I tried to grab her boobs in the car,” said Brian. “Nick foiled it for me.”
“Well, DAMN, Brian,” defended Nick. “She kicked me in the Jimmy!”
“No, Angela kicked you in the Jimmy,” argued Brian. “And you yelled at MY woman.”
“She’s over it, Brian,” said Nick. “Kim Ann’s the one with the attitude.” He looked at Howie. “She’s gonna eat you alive, Howie.”
Howie smiled and took a sip from his beer. “But, is that a bad thing or a good thing?” he asked, winking.
AJ laughed. “You’ll be crying ‘Mommy!’ before it’s all over with. And Mommy won’t be able to help you.”
“Yeah, we’ll have to tell Tori you were mobbed by a group of horny fans just to cover for you,” laughed Nick.
“You’re not telling Tori anything,” warned Howie. “I can handle Kim Ann, and you can handle keeping your mouth shut.”
“I will if you will,” said Nick, smiling.
“It’s a deal,” replied Howie.
AJ got up and stretched. “I’m gonna go get me a couple more shots and a beer, and I’m gonna go check out the chick in the basement.”
“She’s picky, AJ,” Brian pointed out.
“Thas right,” said AJ. “I need a good challenge.” He went to the
bar, downed a shot, poured another one to take with him, and grabbed
a beer. As he headed down the stairs, Kim Ann and Sandra came
rushing out of the office towards Nick, Brian and Howie.
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