Right back to square one.
If I had known that Veronica's reaction to me kissing her would be ravishing me right back, despite the fact that she had just broken up with Duncan, I quite possibly would have kissed her a lot sooner
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"Among other things, yes." I laughed. "Anyway, there's supposed to be some effort in pulling it all off properly beyond taking it out of the fridge and putting it in the oven at the right temperature for the right amount of time. Even if it is just managing to get a huge catering staff to make the party flow smoothly. That's not exactly easy either." I said. I knew my Christmases and the ones Logan were used to were one of the many things not even on the same scale, but that didn't mean his mom didn't put a ton effort into making them special in her own way.
"That. That look right there is exactly what I was teasing you about earlier." I said, biting my bottom lip slightly to keep from laughing at the completely overwhelmed look on his face. "I hadn't even thought about the bread. Bread is bread. There's just a million kinds. White, Whole Wheat, 60% Wheat, Mulit-grain, Rye, Sourdough. And I'll stop now because that's already a lot."
Poor Logan. Total deer-caught-in-headlights syndrome when he saw all the bread. "Aren't you glad you aren't doing this all by yourself now?" I asked softly.
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"Yeah," I nodded holding the smile on my face at the thought of Christmas. "If there was one things that she was really good at it was probably that. The hosting, the planning. I mean, you remember how she made every event into a big deal."
Mom had love those times. It was her chance to shine and take the center spotlight instead of being this wasted washed up one time big time actress who just married to keep the status. There was no big Christmas party this year. There was no chorus of carolers ringing in the holidays with perfect tone. It might have been fake happiness, but it was gone. It was just gone.
"What the hell is 60% Wheat?" I asked, turning back to the bread instead of thinking how I rang in the new year this year by getting in a fight with my best friend. With a half-sigh I picked up a shiny package of Wonder bread, it was one of the things that I at least found familiar.
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"She loved those parties." I agreed, "Everything was always so beautiful, bigger than life." Had to give Logan's mom credit for that. Her parties were always to such a scale that I had to remind myself that it wasn't a movie.
"The short answer as I understand it? A mix between white and whole wheat flour." I told him, laughing softly at his reaction. "It's supposed to be...healthier." I trailed off slightly as he picked up the Wonder Bread. I almost wanted to cringe. Yes, it was yummy, yes, they did enrich the mineral content, but the amount of preservatives jammed in there kinda negated that to me.
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Things at the Echolls were always beautiful and bigger than life, weren't they? A good percentage of us were hired actors while the rest played the parts. And the thing was? It all blurred into this line where you couldn't tell if it was acting or real anymore. You show off for the camera so much that you end up always showing off like it's there.
Veronica was dead on, even if it was just image.
"Healthier?" I asked as she trailed off and eyed the package of Wonder Bread that I had picked up. "You were saying the whole 60% percent wheat was healthier?" I offered her a place to pick up what she was saying from. "Which I'm guessing this isn't by the look that you're giving me," I added, putting the bread in the cart before we continued down the aisle.
Heading down around the fresh fruit and vegetables, I picked up one of those pre-cut dishes with all kinds of fruit in it. See, Veronica. I am getting some nutrition in.
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"Picking up fresh fruit all on your own?" I questioned in mock surprise, "I think I might actually be able to trust you to do this by yourself next time and not leave here with just junk food." I teased, kissing his cheek quickly.
"Okay, I'm done mocking...I'm done. But after your reaction to the bread aisle and how I didn't just fall over laughing, I think I earned a little bit there." I smirked again. "You won't starve, so I won't have to worry about that on top of missing you. Which is a bonus."
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"Spinach, Veronica? I hope you're not sharing when you eat this," I felt the smirk pull at my lips as she stuffed the cabinets with an assortment of junk food.
"So, is this whole thing do-able?"I asked, looking around at the yacht which was half messy with things that weren't even mine. I just wanted to get rid of the stuff and Veronica knew that. I would probably set flames to this whole place if Veronica wasn't here to stop me from doing it. She'd just point out logically that there were better ways to deal.
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I didn't exactly want to harp on him about proper eating habits. That wasn't what I was meaning to do, either. I just - come on. 18 year old kid, totally on their own? Pure junk food diet seemed to be standard practice. Which worked fine for about a maximum of a week.
"Getting this place liveable? I really don't see why not." Sure the yacht was big, and it was a little disorganised right now, but it was totally possible to have this place looking fairly comfy by the time Logan had to drive me back to the school. "Assuming we don't get too off task, that is."
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So, it probably would end up being occasional lunches or dinners. Just if I was lazy enough not to heat something in the microwave though. I took in her look. "Okay, I promise. I'll actually give myself some proper nutrition. You saw the fruit didn't you?" I asked.
"And, I have absolutely no idea what you mean by getting off-task," I said, tugging the leftover plastic bag out of her hand before kissing her slowly. I ran my fingers through her hair. "We could always clean up some before you actually point out with clear examples of what being off-task is like." I'd need the distraction, I knew. "Though, I'm still tempted to just toss the drawers and what ever's in them and go straight to the distraction."
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