Paramount Activity
Author: Sega Parks

Chapter 19

  Elisha took a sip from her coke, staring into Maris's worried eyes. She sighed, placing the glass firmly on the table. She thought Maris was a sniveling little bitch who needed to be taught a lesson or two. Reese had arranged for them all to meet at Buddy's casual restaurant for an "intervention". Whatever that was. Elisha didn't think they needed to intervene anything. Holly made a mistake, what was done was done. Sitting next to her, Courtney glared at Maris remorselessly. She clearly was glad to have known that she had made Maris cried.
  "Why am I even here?" mumbled Savannah, playing with her salad with a silver fork.
It wasn't Savannah's place to be there. She had no idea why Reese had invited her along. She didn't see how she managed to get involved with Maris's drama. She suddenly realized it wasn't so fun to be popular. There was too much drama.
"I'll take that." Andy said friendlily, taking several menus from a young waiter who looked to be in college. "How are you, by the way?"
"I'm fine." the waiter smiled. "My day went pretty well. Except that I had so many shifts from the past week."
"Dude, I know what you mean." Andy agreed.
"No, you don't." muttered Maris as the waiter left.
Andy looked at her. "I'm not the one with my face on a donkey."
"Shut up, Andy." groaned Reese. "You're just as bad as Holly and Courtney."
"Yeah, you're just instigating it." joined Palma. "You get pleasure out of other people's shit."
"Because he's getting off on me being humiliated by girls." huffed Maris, shooting him a deadly glare.
  Andy slid over to Maris, trying to put an arm around her shoulder. She shoved him away.
"See that's why we're pissed at you." explained Courtney, shooting Andy a pitying look. "Doing acts like that. You better be lucky we love you."
Elisha sighed. Courtney was right. She thought that Maris was acting insane. Crying over Lucas, insulting girls on honest boxes, snapping off at other people, and throwing temper tantrums. If Courtney and Holly weren't going to do something, Maris wouldn't stop.
Suddenly, Maris burst into tears. Several people sitting at a table stared at her.
"Why would you do this!?" she whined.
"Look you sniveling bitch---" Courtney started to say in a scathing voice, but was interrupted by Palma.
"That's enough Courtney! I thought we were having an intervention, not a screaming match."
Everyone was taken aback by Palma's bluntness. She's never raised her voice before. Elisha had new respect for her.
 Courtney rolled her eyes, slumping into her seat. When the waiter came around with their drinks, they were all ready to order. Elisha watched Andy make jokes with the waiter as he was telling them the specials. From the corner of her eye, Elisha saw that Maris was watching him with displeasure.
After everyone had ordered, Maris turned to Andy. "Must you make friends with every waiter we meet?"
Andy knitted his eyebrows. "Yes?"
She growled lowly. "We're hear to order and eat, not make friends with people we will never see again."
"I just feel it's polite to say hi once in a while."
"I just don't like how waiters always get involved with their customers. It's annoying."
"Well, Maris, unlike you, I'm friendly."
"You're so damn annoying! You're nice to a fucking stranger, but not your own best friend!?"
"Let's face it, Mare, the waiter's job sucks! I'm just trying to make his day a little bit more exciting."
"Yeah, Andy, you really touched that guy."
  Elisha laughed. Andy and Maris's bickering was the highlight of the night. Reese's little "intervention" didn't seem to have been solving anything. It was only making things worse. Elisha stabbed at her vegetables, shoving them into her mouth. Just then, Holly and Carter walked in.
"Hi," Holly greeted, smiling kindly at Maris. "Sorry we're late."
"It's okay." Courtney said, flashing her white teeth. "We were just talking to Maris."
Maris glared at her, looking extremely angry. With that, Maris got up to leave, but was stopped by Andy. He looked at her apologetically and embraced her in a hug. 
  This whole thing was getting out of hand. Maris their friend, was being chastised by them. She was someone to talk to when they had problems. Not someone they could just push around. Elisha walked over and joined Andy and Maris in their united embrace.
"Savannah, you've been quiet." Andy said, detaching himself from Maris. "Would you like to give insight about what's going on?"
Savannah shook her head. Elisha didn't blame her. She was too nice to say anything except to defend Maris. Carter put an arm around her, pulling her in to give her a peck on the cheek. The cutest couple in Elisha's mind. Savannah was always giddy when around him. But not that time. Instead she looked scared and wondering.
  "Anything wrong, Vanny?" Holly asked her softly, placing an arm on her shoulder.
"No," she shook her head. "I'm just tired."
"Well, a skinny girl like you needs to eat!" chimed in Maris, taking a sip from her water.
Savannah smiled a little. "It's not the food, it's just that I'm not feeling well."
Carter glanced at her for a moment, trying to figure something else. Elisha was thinking the same thing. Something was going on and she wanted to find out.
  Andy's new "best friend" came over to their table with a tray of food in his hands. Elisha took the plate from the waiter, kindly thanking him. He was kind of cute for an older guy. His eyes were hazel and his face reminded her of Mark Garwood's.
"Did you go to Paramount?" Andy asked, already digging into his chili.
"Yes, I did." the waiter smiled. "I graduated in '05."
"Really? So did my sister Ariel. Do you happen to know an Ariel Simms?"
The waiter's eyes lit up. "Yeah, she always managed to be placed in at least one or two of my classes throughout middle school. We weren't best friends, but we were always partners in our class assignments."
"That's good to hear." smiled Andy. "You have a nice day."
"Hey, you, too." the waiter said. "Hey, if you don't mind, can I get your sister's number so I can touch base with her?"
 Elisha and Maris groaned. They knew he was not about to give that guy his number. Unfortunately, he did. Andy passed out the slip of paper to the guy, giving him a friendly smile. Andy wasn't known for being the most friendliest guy on the planet, but he was known for being congenial with other people. If that made any sense.
"Why?" Elisha asked, narrowing her brown eyes at him.
He shrugged. "He and my sister are friends."
"How do you know?" she questioned. "What if he was some kind of stalker who was obsessed with Ariel?"
  Elisha knew that Ariel was quite a looker. Every guy wanted to go out with her. Elisha used to want to look like her. At times Ariel would get agitated with Elisha, attempting to shake her off at times.
"He's not." he assured, taking a bite out of his sandwich.
"Might as well had invited him to sit with us." Palma sighed, leaning her head against Andy's shoulders.
Andy patted her delicate self, running his hands up her leg. 
   The night was still young when they left the restaurant. Everyone stood in silence as they waited for their rides to pick them up. Savannah stood alone by Elisha, not making eye-contact with Carter.
"What happened?" Elisha asked her quietly. "Did you and Carter get into a fight?"
"No," she answered, "it's just that there was an awkward situation at his house last Friday."
"I hope you two didn't have sex!"
"We didn't. It just got a little out of hand. For me anyways."
Elisha nodded, understanding Savannah. That made two virgins who weren't going to lose it until they were married or old enough to make smart decisions. Which ever one came first.


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