It was difficult to enjoy the end of the year party when Sidney knew that in just a couple days he and Misty were going their separate ways for the summer. They were each going to make a trip to visit the other, but that didn’t make the next 4 months seem any easier. He lined up and took a swing at the ball on the tee before cursing. Today was just not his day on the course.
“That cut slightly to the left,” Max said.
“Slightly? It’s in the weeds!” Flower cracked. The two of them, along with Tanger laughed at him. How did he get stuck in this foursome again?
“Mulligan,” Sidney grumbled. The three of them laughed again.
He hit another ball that was only mildly better before the other three lined up to take their turns on the first hole. While the guys were off golfing, the girls were having a spa day. Well, all the girls except for Misty. She was meeting with a potential roommate. Nothing else was lined up for her for next year, so she was banking on getting along with this girl. He was secretly hoping they hated each other so Misty wouldn’t have a choice but to live with him next year.
“Are you really going to send Misty back to her parents while you go home for the summer?” Tanger asked. Great, because this was exactly what he wanted to be discussing right now.
“I don’t know what else to do. She won’t come,” Sidney replied.
“Have you asked her?” Max questioned. He turned and looked at his three teammates and shrugged.
“Are you fucking serious, Crosby? You’re sending her packing and you haven’t even asked her if she’ll go with you?” Flower chastised.
“You guys don’t understand. I know Misty better than all of you. She turned me down when I asked her to live with me here for school next year claiming she needs to be independent. She also continues to stress to me how much she needs to work this summer so she can pay for school herself. There’s no way she’d agree to moving to Cole Harbour with me,” he argued.
“The Captain’s got a point,” Tanger said. Sidney chose not to reply and instead focused on the shot he needed to make to get his ball on the green. He swung and watched as it missed by a good 20 feet.
“Fuck!” he yelled. If this first hole was any indication of how the day was going to go, he was screwed.
“So how does Troy feel about you and Misty being together now?” Max wondered. Sidney groaned as Max then went on to put the ball about a foot from the hole. He gave an exaggerated fist pump.
“I haven’t talked to him about it much,” he replied.
That was mostly true. Of course he’d told his parents that he and Misty were dating now. He thought they’d be happy. His mother had loved her and for whatever reason, by the end of the summer his father had seemed to come to some sort of understanding with Misty. The acceptance that she was going to be in his life was the best he figured he was going to get from his dad at that point.
Unfortunately those feelings hadn’t held over to now. His mom still loved Misty, and was thrilled that the relationship she had seen coming had finally happened. Taylor was happy that he was dating someone that wasn’t ‘some bimbo whore’ in her words. His father, however, was not happy in the least bit and he hadn’t tried to hide it.
“I’m not sure you need to talk to Papa Crosby to know how he feels,” Flower interjected. He was right. Sidney’s father’s emotions were always written all over his face.
“He doesn’t like it. He hates it actually,” Sidney confided in them.
“Does Misty know?” Tanger asked. Sid shook his head.
“How am I supposed to tell her that my father hates that she’s in a relationship with me? If I told her that, she’d come up with some crazy reason about why that’s going to ruin my career or my life and run the other way. I can’t do that,” he explained.
“Is that the real reason you haven’t asked her to go to Cole Harbour with you?” Max chimed in.
“No. Yes. I don’t know. I guess it’s a combination. If I asked her to come with me I’d either have to tell her or let her walk right into the lion’s den without having a clue. I don’t like either option. It’s easier to just let her stay home this summer.”
“It’s easier to be away from the girl you love?” Flower questioned. Well, when it was put that way. Sidney tapped his ball into the hole and they all got into the golf carts and headed to the next hole.
“So what are you going to do?” Tanger asked him.
Sidney lined up at the tee and took a moment to line up his shot. He focused on the hole and then took a few practice swings. Then he let it rip. He watched, dejectedly, as the ball cut to the left much too far. Motherfucker.
“Mulligan,” he groaned as his teammates laughed at his expense once again.
I got out of the cab and walked up to the door in the apartment complex that I was potentially going to be living in next semester. I knocked on the door and waited for the girl named Oneida to answer so I could go through the whole interview process to see if we’d be able to live together. A short, pretty, natural looking blonde opened the door.
“Oneida?” I asked. She smiled at me and nodded.
“You must be Misty. Come on in.”
She held the door open for me and I walked over the threshold. I took in what I could see of the apartment and was surprised by how nice it was. I’d seen student housing before, and it usually didn’t look like this. I had been expecting cracks, dirt, and worn furniture, which was not the sight I’d been met with.
“Wow, this looks really nice,” I commented as I stepped in.
“I know. Not typical student housing. I got lucky knowing the girl who was moving out of here. This building always goes in a hurry. Why don’t I show you around? Then we can get to that awkward interview part of today,” she offered with a little laugh.
I followed Oneida around the apartment. She talked about the amenities, bills, and such as we went. If her descriptions of the apartment and building were any indication of her personality, we were going to get along great. I took it all in before we settled on two of the chairs in the common living space.
“So, why don’t you tell me a little about yourself?” she asked. I took a deep breath and began.
“I’m 22 years old, and from upstate New York. I’m closer to Montreal than New York City and nowhere near Buffalo if that helps. I took some time off from school but decided to come back and get my degree in exercise science. I love working out and going to the gym, but that doesn’t stop me from indulging in junk food. I’m close with both of my parents, and I have a younger brother who will be starting his second year of school in the fall.”
“Well, so far so good. What’s your lifestyle like? Morning or night person and so on?”
“I’m definitely more a night person, but I don’t sleep the day away either. I love being social, but not to the point that I can’t let people have their own time. I can usually get along with just about everyone and love to meet new kinds of people. I’m a non-smoker who likes to drink on occasion and I’m not such a big fan of silence.”
“You sound just like me,” Oneida told me with a smile.
We sat and talked for a while longer. I told her that I had a boyfriend, but didn’t mention who it was. Until she formally offered to split the lease with me, I wasn’t divulging anything like that. It turns out that we had no problem getting along, and she promised to send over the papers for me to sign the next day.
I walked out of the apartment with a smile on my face, relieved that I had a place to live when I came back in the fall for school. I called another cab and waited in the parking lot for it to arrive and bring me to join the rest of the girls at the spa where they’d been all morning so far. I’d be getting there just in time for the facial, manicure and pedicure, and the makeover to get us ready for the get together with the guys later tonight. My phone rang just as I sat down in the cab and I answered Zara’s call. It had been far too long since I’d talked to her.
“Hey, girl, what’s going on?”
“I just got done meeting the girl I’m going to be rooming with next year during school. What are you up to?” I returned.
“Well, I’ve been busy speculating,” she replied. I wasn’t sure I liked the sound of that.
“Speculating about what?” I asked.
“Well, hypothetically speaking, what would someone do if they were told that there was a job in their boyfriend’s hometown waiting for them?” I felt my heart quicken a little at her question. Could this really be true?
“Hypothetically, I’d think one would be very interested in hearing about how this job is possible and what it is,” I answered.
“Hypothetically it’s a restaurant that someone’s boyfriend’s family owns and they’d be more than happy to help out this someone’s friend.”
“Okay, I’m done with this hypothetical bullshit. Are you serious right now?” I questioned. She laughed.
“I’m completely serious. Having a job and making money is the only thing keeping you from coming to Cole Harbour this summer with Sid, right?” Zara checked.
“Well, that and the fact that he hasn’t asked me to go.” I heard Zara groan on the other end of the phone.
“You know he just hasn’t asked you because he thinks you’ll turn him down and he doesn’t want to be rejected a second time when it comes to asking you to move in with him.” I knew she was right.
“I’ll see what I can do when I see him tonight. Hopefully I’ll be seeing you soon.” She let out a squeal of excitement before we said our goodbyes and hung up.
I was days away from parting from Sidney for the summer. It had looked like a long and miserable summer, but in one quick phone call things seemed like they were actually going to work out in my favor. I’d be able to be with Sidney, yet making my own money so I could stay self-sufficient at the same time. I couldn’t wait to see him to tell him.