Making Sense of Ye Olde English

[summer]

I wonder by my troth, what thou and I Did, till we loved? Were we not wean'd till then? But suck'd on country pleasures, childishly? Or snorted we in the Seven Sleepers' den? 'Twas so; but this, all pleasures fancies be; If ever any beauty I did see, Which I desired, and got, 'twas but a dream of thee. And now good-morrow to our waking souls, Which watch not one another out of fear; For love all love of other sights controls, And makes one little room an everywhere. Let sea-discoverers to new worlds have gone; Let maps to other, worlds on worlds have shown; Let us possess one world; each hath one, and is one. My face in thine eye, thine in mine appears, And true plain hearts do in the faces rest; Where can we find two better hemispheres Without sharp north, without declining west? Whatever dies, was not mix'd equally; If our two loves be one, or thou and I Love so alike that none can slacken, none can die.

Summer closed the book in front of her and rolled over onto her back. Sighing, her eyes closed as a tear rolled down her cheek. Made to study Tristan + Isolde for English she found she rather liked it, although she fought to make heads or tails of the language barrier. It was so brutal how they loved yet they knew it could not go on forever. Summer loved the how the words; although she couldn't really understand them, were so poetic and talked of the old type of romance. She hugged the book close to her chest and made herself a promise to buy it for herself when Christmas came.

[remmy]

Remmington approached Summer's home. He had called the name listed as 'Mom' in her cell phone and, after explaining why he was using Summer's phone and wasn't Summer, and why he was calling her at all, he got the adress. So, here he stood, he wore a blue button up shirt with jeans. Remmy held a rose with a note attatched to it and her cellphone in his hand. He set the rose down and drove away.

While driving he called 'home' and waited for Summer to answer. He figured she would be answering her home phone, now that her cell had been nabbed.

[summer]

Summer was so startled by the sound of the phone that she almost fell of her bed. Being wretched from her thoughts she scowled leaning over to her bedside table and picking up the phone.

"Hello?" Summer asked in a bored tone as she flopped back on the bed.

[remmy]

"Ah, that's the charming and bubbly voice I'd wanted to hear." He teased, grinning as he envisioned her. "Why so glum? Oh-I know, it's because I'm not there, right?" His grin broadenned as he turned the wheel and headed towards the park.

[summer]

"You!" Summer yelled without meaning to. "I would ask how you got my number but we have caller i.d," she said smirking, "I hope you're putting my cell phone to good use." Rolling back onto her stomach she played with the pages of her book, "You could definitely say that.." she said with a smirk even though Summer knew Remmy couldn't see it.

[remmy]

Remmy winced and held the phone a bit further away when she shouted. Her tone became normal again so he held it back up to his ear, parking in the lot for the park. "Great use, actually. I hope you have a good plan." He joked, getting out of the truck and going to the back. "Well, since I'm missing you, and you're missing me, I have a solution." Remmy said, grunting as he heaved out a basket, ring of lights, and blanket.

[summer]

"Oh, oh, I never thought pink would be your colour." she joked as her cell phone as a light shade of pink. "Well yeah," Summer's voice suddenly got a little quieter as she realized her defeat, ".. the plan was for you to come to me, and then I would've gone from there." Without knowing Summer's lips quirked into a grin and her eyebrows raised a fraction. "A solution? Well, let me hear it..."

[remmy]

Remmy began walking to a slightly more covered area of the park, trees were sparse but there were at least three together there. He set the stuff down and smiled. "Any color is my color." He said, thinking that he could make any color look good if it were on or near him. When she mentioned her plan he laughed, "well, that sounds nice too, but my solution is.." He gave a pause, a slow smirk tugging at his lips. "For you to go to your front door and find out." With that he flipped her phone closed and continued with his preperation.

(I'll post what the note says when you open it.

[summer]

Summer laughed at Remmy, he was definitely different. He had better watch out with comments like that, Summer was a very experienced shopper and could find a pink shirt for him very easily.

"The front door? Wait Remmy wh-" A scowl took over Summer's face again. "What is it with him a playing cat and mouse!" Grumbling she got off her bed and stretched herself out. Quickly Summer hurried down to the front door and opened it, her eyes instantly falling on the rose and the note; the scowl vanishing. "Oh Remmy..." she gently picked it up, supporting the roses head, then smelling it. Shutting the door she ran upstairs to read the note.

[remmy]

Summer,

I found you. Knew I would.
That's the good news, the bad news is that I miss you terribly. So, I've decided to take it into my own hands to plan our first date. Since I'm setting up and ad have chosen the venue and time then I do need you to pick up a few things.

First, go to the safeway on saguero blvd. You'll find a cashiere there. He has red hair and glases that are taped together at the bridge. He'll let you know what to do from there.

Sounds like fun, right? If not, I do still have your cell phone. You'll have to catch me if you want it back.

Be seeing you,
Remmington

[summer]

Summer shook her head but kept smiling. She changed quickly out of her top and exchanged it for a strappy slightly glittery one, despite the cold. Pulling on her jacket and her boots Summer looked around the room for her purse. Eying it, she was almost ready to leave, but before she did she put the rose in some water. "I'm going out!" Summer yelled to her step mother before rushing down the stairs and slamming the door.

It wasn't long before she got to the Safeway Remmy had asked her to go to. Locking up her car she marched inside; she was a woman on a mission. Summer smirked as she found the cashier. "Hi, um, you know Remmington Jenkins?"

[remmy]

The boy was lanky and tall, he was the cashier but the place was so crowded that he was bagging at the same time. He looked up at Summer when she entered but hurridly looked back at what he was doing, a blush as red as his hair blooming on his face.

"Uh, yeah...?" He muttered, obviously too stunned by her to remember what he was supposed to do. Then he remembered, "Oh! yeah!" He looked up, emberassed, "you're Summer!" He grinned and pushed the taped part of his glasses and thus his glasses back up onto his nose.

"Um, just a sec." He muttered, going behind the counter and grabbed a few things. He offered them to her. There was a box of chocolates and another rose.

"There's a note in the box of chocolates." He explained whilst recieving many glares from impaitent costomers.

[summer]

By the time the cashier had finished giving Summer what Remmy had brought, her cheeks were almost as deep a colour as his. No one had ever done this for Summer before, she was in total awe as she took the box. "Thank you," she whispered to the cashier before she made her way out of the store.

Sitting in her car she lay the rose aside on the passengers seat and opened the box of chocolates. "Oooh, expensive." Summer winced at a particular thought at this time; she had nothing for Remmy, nothing, and he was going to all this trouble. Guilty she opened the second note and began to read.

[remmy]

Out of the note fell a twenty dollar bill.

Since you're reading this, I'm assuming that you've decided to go with my plan. Good choice.

Now, before you leave you can buy whatever drink you want, I have water but that's about it. If you want more go ahead, it's on me!

After that go to the pool, A.K.A. where I met you. Behind the chair that you pushed and shoved for so ardently is the next note.

Hope I'm not wearing you out too much!

Yours,
Remmington

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[summer]

Summer frowned at the sight of the twenty but kept reading. Remmy's second sentence made her smile; was she that predictable to him. Sighing she folded the note up again and stowed it away in the glove compartment.

Twenty minutes later Summer arrived at the country club. She decided to buy lemonade there and continue out to the pool side. She had on her big dark sun glasses that covered half of her face, as she didn't fancy rocking up to their first date with a black eye after an encounter with Sharpay. "Gotcha." Summer whispered as she bent down to pick up Remmy's third note. Clutching it in her hand she made her way out of the public, and possibly any Evan's eye so she could read it.