THE LIGHT OF DAWN BY MOOGPLAYER

[b]*Chapter One*[/b] [b]My name is Scott Powers; I'm 6'2", and weigh 215 lbs. I have dark brown hair and eyes, and I'm 45 years old. I'm an only child, not because my parents couldn't have any more children after I was born, but because they died in an airplane crash when I was a little over a year old. Don't feel sorry for me, because I was too young to remember them. Still though, I really wish I could've known them. Aunt Lauren, Mom's twin sister, and her husband, my Uncle Mike Anderson took me in without a second thought when my real parents were killed so, they're the only parents I've ever known. Lauren and Mike, as they tried, with no avail, to make me call them once I was grown, could never have any children of their own; and needless to say, they spoiled me a little bit, but not too much. They're good people and they taught me great values, morals and ethics, not to mention, showered me with love and affection. Uncle Mike was a structural engineer and opened his own firm, which began to do extremely well in just a short amount of time. He was a good male role model for me as I grew into manhood, always there to answer any questions I might have. When the time came that I wanted to know about sex, I was never once made to feel uncomfortable about asking questions of an explicit nature. I knew that I would always be given an honest answer, and that Uncle Mike's discretion was iron clad. In other words, he would die before he betrayed my trust. Aunt Lauren was an illustrator for a publisher who dealt strictly in children's books who, and she didn't know until later, also inspired me to want to be an author. And I'll forever remember when I was a little boy, her letting me sit and watch her draw characters from whatever story she was illustrating at the time. I knew not to disturb her and to just sit and watch. However, when she would get any kind of story that would, in any way, involve monsters, I knew that my expertise would always be called upon. I helped her create most of the monsters in more than several different children's books that are still popular today.[/b]

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[b]*CHAPTER TWO*[/b] . . [b]When I was in the fifth grade, my teachers noticed that I had an affinity for being able to write extremely well so, my Aunt Lauren saw to it that this 'ability' was nurtured. You see, I had always enjoyed reading, and I could always be seen around the house, or at school, with a book in my hand. Literature took me to far away places with the simple turn of a page, and I loved it. Of course, my teachers loved me, but by losing myself in books all the time; it more or less crippled my social skills. The other kids pretty much paid no attention, which was fine with me, as I had seen the way all the guys acted around the girls, and the way the girls snubbed them at every given opportunity. I thought they were all idiots and had no time for such bullshit. In our school system, elementary school consisted of grades, Kindergarten through Fourth. Then there was middle school which consisted of grades, Five through Nine so, when I entered high school, I was in the Tenth grade. The morning before I left for school, I was getting all of my stuff together when, out of the blue, Aunt Lauren caught me right before I walked out the front door. "I just wanted to let you know how proud we are of you, Scotty," she said, putting her arms around me, "And I know that your mother and father would be very proud of you, too, if they were here." My Aunt Lauren has long dark brown hair and eyes like my mother, duh, they were identical twins, and like my Mom, Aunt Lauren is very beautiful. So, after kissing me on the cheek, like she's always done for as far back as I can remember, I held her at arms length, and smiling, replied, "I'm sure that my parents would be proud, but you're the only mother I've ever known, and you'll always be my Mom, Aunt Lauren." "With happy tears raining down her pretty cheeks, she swatted me on the butt, and with a giggle, said, "I love you, ya little shit. Now, go and have a good day at school, sweetie." "I love you, too, Aunt Lauren," I smiled, as I left for school. . . . . List Of Available Chapters {Coment To Ur Satisfaction} Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 [/b] Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9

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[b]*CHAPTER THREE* . . My first year in high school was pretty good. I managed to make a couple of friends along the way, and it made my time there feel less like the social Siberia I had been experiencing throughout the previous years in school up to this point. That was also the year I got my driver's license, and because of a trust fund set up for me by my maternal grandmother before I was born; it had matured upon the death of my parents so, Uncle Mike saw to it that I had a brand new, Midnight Blue, Corvette Stingray convertible that was fully loaded. "These cars don't depreciate, Scotty," he said, "They just get better if you take good care of them." There were many good looking girls in my grade, as well as the grades above me, but I was really shy around them and never really thought about asking any of them out. However, that was also the same year that I met a very pretty girl who was one grade ahead of me; and her name was Claire Rogers. She was 5'6", had long dark brown hair, deep blue eyes; and was built like the proverbial brick shit house. Her measurements, she later told me, or I should say, I later discovered first hand, were 37D-24-36. Overall, she was the prettiest girl I'd ever seen, whom I met under a very surprising, yet very pleasant, set of circumstances. I'd briefly seen her at school, but like I said before, I was very shy back then so; I was certain that she didn't even know who I was, nor had she even noticed me. ~~~~~~ Like all high schools, we had a Drama department, and I had always been interested in the theater. I'd read some of the works of people like William Shakespeare, Arthur Miller, and Tennessee Williams, among a few others. Early during the first semester of my first year in high school, I noticed a flyer on the wall near my locker one morning that was announcing open auditions for "The Wizard of Oz" at three o'clock that afternoon. I had always wanted to try my hand in the theater so; I called home and told Aunt Lauren that I would be late coming home that day, and why. "Oh, Scotty," she smiled, once I'd told her, "I think that's wonderful, sweetie." "I hope that I'm not too embarrassed," I said, "The flyer said that you have to sing." "Scotty, honey," she giggled, "I've heard you singing in the shower, and you have a wonderful voice. I think you'll do great." "Do you really think so, Aunt Lauren?" "Go for it," she said, "Besides, that was your favorite movie when you were little, you knew every word to every song, and; I'd imagine that you probably still remember them, too." "Okay," I laughed, knowing she was right, "Why not?"[/b]

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[b][color =red]*CHAPTER FOUR*[/color][/b] . . [b]That afternoon I found myself walking into the theater with about twenty-five other people, each one hoping to land a role in the up-coming musical. As soon as the doors closed behind me, everyone turned to look at me. "Are you lost?" asked some smart-as.sed girl, whom, it was apparent she was a senior as she was wearing a school letter jacket with drama award patches all over it. "No," I solidly replied, "The flyer said that there was an audition today." "You have to earn the right to be here," she snarled, "Besides I don't think you have what it takes to pass an audition, much less be here at all." "Leave him alone, Cindy Donaldson," a female voice spoke from somewhere behind me, "He has as much right to be here as you do." I turned around and that's when I met a beautiful angel. "Hi," she smiled, "My name is Claire Rogers. What's yours?" "H...hi," I stuttered, "Scott...my name is Scott Powers." Taking me by the hand, she smiled, and referring to the girl who'd just verbally accosted me, said, "Come over here and sit with me and my friends, and don't pay any attention to her, she's a bi.tch." "Watch your mouth, Rogers," Cindy said. "Kiss my as.s, b.itch," replied Claire, the venom very present in her tone of voice. And then, as opposed to introducing me to her friends, instead Claire led me to an empty row of seats and took one, indicating that she wanted me to sit in the seat right next to her. As I sat down, she smiled and said, "So, what part are you auditioning for?" "I...uh...I...uh," I nervously replied, "I wanted to audition for the part of the Scarecrow." "Can you sing?" she sweetly asked, "You have to be able to sing to get that part, ya know." "Yeah," I confidently nodded, "I know." Before she could respond, the drama teacher/coach, Mrs. Maggie Fox, came into the theater clapping her hands and saying, "Okay, gang, I need everyone to come to the stage and get your audition forms. After filling out my form, I handed it to Mrs. Fox, who looked up at me and pleasantly said, "I don't think I've ever seen you before, young man. What's your name?" "Scott, Missus Fox," Claire said, before I could respond, "His name is Scott Powers and he's here to audition for the part of the Scarecrow[/b] . [b][color =red]tbc[/color][/b]

[b]*CONTINUES* . "The Scarecrow," scoffed Cindy Donaldson, "That part is too much for you, boy." "Maybe," I smiled, reprovingly, "But one never knows, now, do they?" "Yeah," she snorted, "We'll see, won't we?" "What is your problem, Cindy?" asked Mrs. Fox. "Aw, come on, Missus Fox," she said, "He has no experience for such a role." "And neither did you when you first came in here, Miss Donaldson," Mrs. Fox pointedly replied, stopping Cindy dead in her tracks, "So, if I were you, young lady, I would close my mouth, or leave if you're not able to do so. Is that clear?" "Yes, Ma'am," Cindy quietly replied. "And now for the auditions," smiled Mrs. Fox. Mrs. Fox had brought in a girl from the jazz band for accompaniment. And as I watched all the other guys, all with more experience than me, audition for the same role I was after; I took a silent satisfaction in knowing that I had them all beat and I hadn't even taken my turn yet. When my turn came, I was more than ready. Gone was the nervousness that I first experienced, and in its place grew a confidence within me that I never knew existed. I sang the song, "If I Only Had a Brain", and did it flawlessly; exactly the way Ray Bolger had performed it in the original movie. When I was done, everyone in the theater gave me a standing ovation. I was never more proud of myself than I was at that moment. Right after she was finished with the vocal auditions for that role, Mrs. Fox moved on to take vocal auditions for the part of Dorothy, which was the part that Claire was after. I'd never heard so many different versions of "Somewhere Over the Rainbow" as I did that day. However, when it came time for Claire to sing, she let loose with the most beautiful voice I'd ever heard, and I was certain that she would get the part. And just like they'd done for me, everyone gave her a standing ovation when she was done. After that came the reading of the lines, and once again, being blessed with a photographic memory, I had the lines I was supposed to read memorized in very short order. That meant that I wouldn't need to glance at a script to audition when my turn came. And just like Aunt Lauren said, every memory of that movie came back to me, making my audition, which was the last one, a roaring success, and eliciting another loud round of applause once I was finished reading. Afterwards, Mrs. Fox looked at me and asked, "Have you ever done any theater before, Mister Powers?" "No, ma'am," I said, "This is my first time." "Well," she chuckled, "I think you have an amazing stage presence, as well as a beautiful voice. You did a great job today." "Thank you, ma'am," I replied. Then, speaking to the rest of the group, Mrs. Fox loudly said, "Okay gang, I'll make my decision at home tonight, and the cast members names will be posted outside my classroom after first period tomorrow morning. Now, get out of here and I'll see you tomorrow."[/b]

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[b][color =red]*CHAPTER FIVE*[/color][/b] . . [b]I drove home that afternoon very excited and knew that I'd done well at the audition. I was also excited about meeting Claire, too. She was what I considered to be a very pretty girl, beautiful even. But how could someone as gorgeous as she is, be even remotely interested in me, I wondered. As I pulled in the driveway at home, I saw Aunt Lauren and Uncle Mike sitting on the front porch with big smiles on their faces. "Hi sweetheart, congratulations on your audition today," Aunt Lauren smiled, "I heard you did very well." "How can that be?" I asked dumbfounded, "I just got home and..." "I got a phone call a few minutes ago," Aunt Lauren giggled, "From a girl named Claire Rogers, and she said that you were the best one there, and that you more-than-likely had the part." "Well, I don't know about all that," I shrugged, "Missus Fox hasn't posted the names of the cast yet." "She seems like a nice girl, Scotty," Aunt Claire mused, "I really enjoyed talking to her." "So, Scott," smiled Uncle Mike, "Who is this girl? Is she hot?" "Michael!" scolded Aunt Lauren, making me chuckle. "She's a girl that I met at the auditions," I laughed, "And yes, Uncle Mike, she's smoking hot." "Thadda boy, Scotty," laughed Uncle Mike. "What am I going to do with you two?" giggled Aunt Lauren, shaking her head. *** That night after helping Aunt Lauren with the dishes after dinner, I sat out on the huge deck that had been built onto the back of the house and stared up at the sky and began to think about Claire. And just like I'd told Uncle Mike earlier, she was smoking hot, that much was certain. As I said earlier, I was shy and a little unsure of myself back then, especially if there were girls involved; hence the reason why I wondered just what it was a girl as beautiful Claire saw in me. I mean, as soon as I'd walked into the theater she approached me, and it seemed to me that she was awfully friendly. I don't know, maybe all she was doing was nothing more than just being friendly, and it was just wishful thinking on my part. However, she had called the house and talked to Aunt Claire. I wonder why she would do that. We were only friends; or was she as attracted to me as I found myself becoming to her? All of a sudden I yawned and realized that I was getting sleepy. I rarely had any homework, as I usually did it during study hall so, I made my way to bed, but not before saying good night to Uncle Mike and Aunt Lauren[b]. . [b][color =red]tbc....[/color][/b]

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[b][color =red]**CHAPTER SIX**[/color][/b] . [b]The next morning I had English in Mrs. Bozeman's class first period. Although I did well in her class, she caught me daydreaming. But as opposed to scolding me, she simply smiled, gave me a knowing look and asked me to try and pay attention. As soon as the bell that ended first period rang, I made a mad dash down the hall to Mrs. Fox's room, which happened to be in the same building, thank God. When I rounded the corner, I saw several people, one of them being Claire, gathered around what had to have been the cast list on the wall outside of Mrs. Fox's room. "Scott! Scott, you did it, you got the part of The Scarecrow," she excitedly said, gently grabbing my arm with both hands. I looked, and sure enough, there was my name right beside the role I would be playing. "Holy shit!" I silently thought. Then I discovered that Claire had been cast as Dorothy, which really didn't surprise me one bit. "Congratulations, Scott," she purred, "We're going to have a blast together." "Congratulations to you too, Claire," I smiled, "I'm glad you got the part." "Ooo, look," giggled Claire, "Cindy Donaldson got cast as The Wicked Witch of the West." "But didn't she audition for the part of Dorothy?" "Yeah," roared Claire, "That's just too funny." "Well," I laughed, "It seems like she's gonna be able to play her part perfectly then," causing all those standing around us to laugh as well. "Scott, um...I wanted to ask you something," Claire shyly said, "I was wondering if...um...if you might like to eat lunch with me today?" "Yeah," I smiled, "That would be real nice." All too soon the bell rang, signaling that it was time to return to class, and I rode on a cloud the rest of the morning, knowing that I was going to be able to play my favorite character from a movie that had been my all-time childhood favorite. ~~~~~~ As the bell for lunch rang, I don't know why, but somehow I wasn't surprised when I discovered Claire waiting for me right outside the room of my last class that morning. "Hi handsome," she cooed. "Hi Claire," I smiled, "You ready to eat lunch?" "Yes," she replied, "But the cafeteria food really sucks." "No problem," I replied, leading her to the parking lot, "We'll go off-campus and eat." "But I don't have a car, Scott." "I do," I grinned, "Come with me." ~~~~~~ As we walked into the parking lot toward my car, Claire grinned slyly and said, "Ever since I saw you get out of this beautiful car, I've been dying to meet you, Scott; I think you should know that." "Oh yeah," I teased, "Are you sure it's me, and not the car?" "Oh shut up," she giggled, playfully slapping me on the arm, "I'm not that shallow, thank you." As I opened her door, she leaned over and gave me a soft, but brief kiss on the lips, giggling as she got into the car. I went around and opened my door, leaned in and started the engine, and because the weather was so nice; I put the top down, and then drove us off campus. This all happened back when it was safe to have an open campus, and the kids weren't doing all the criminal shi.t they do these days. ~~~~~~ Claire and I pulled into the local burger joint; a place called "Neuman's", then got out of the car and went inside. It was quickly filling up with the other kids we went to school with, and we were lucky to have gotten there early enough for Claire to get us a booth while I ordered the food. Hi cutie," chirped Claire, as I sat down in the booth across the table from her. She suddenly wrinkled her brow and said, "Oh, hell no, this can't be happening" what are you talking about? I grinned[/b] . . [b][color =red]TBC...[/color][/b]

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[b][color =red]**CHAPTER SEVEN**[/color] . . As opposed to answering my question verbally, she simply rose from her seat and came around the table, putting her pretty little self down right next me, then took my arm and said, "This is what I'm talking about, silly." However, before I had the chance to respond, "Claire! Hey girl," emanated from right behind us. "Hey Becky, hi Sara," Claire said, turning around in her seat, her hand on my shoulder, "Come sit with us." As the two girls rounded the table, I noticed that they were pretty girls, too, but neither could hold a candle to Claire. They were all about the same height and build, with the exception of Claire's bust size, which, by the way, hadn't gone unnoticed by me. One of them was a green-eyed redhead named Becky, and the other, Sara, a blue-eyed blonde. They sat down across the table from us, and no sooner had their as.ses touched the seats before Sara grinned, and looking at me, said, "So, you're Scott, huh?" "Yeah," I cautiously replied. "Ooo, Claire," squealed Sara, "You were right. He is hot," followed by her and Becky fitfully giggling at their friend's discomfort. "You bi.tches just can't keep a secret," Claire angrily scolded, "Can you?" "Aw, come on now," smiled Becky, "We were only teasing you." Then extending her hand across the table to me, she smiled and said, "Hi Scott, I'm Becky Flynn, this is Sara Peterson, and it's really nice to meet you." I felt Claire reach under the table and hold my hand as Sara giggled and said, "I really like your car." Thank you," I smiled, shaking her hand, "It's nice to meet you, too." Our food came within minutes of Becky's and Sara's, and as we ate, we talked about the up coming play. "You guys should've heard Scott sing," Claire swooned, "He has the most beautiful voice I've ever heard." "Yeah, and we heard that Cindy, the bitch, Donaldson got cast as The Wicked Witch of the West, too," giggled Becky. "It's fitting," laughed Sara, "And I can't think of anyone to play that part any better than her either." "Why is she like that?" I asked, "I mean, why is she so hateful to everyone?" Taking my arm and cuddling into me in front of her two friends, Claire flashed that brilliant, knee-shaking smile of hers and said, "Ever since she won the award for best actress at the all-state competition last year, she thinks her sh.it doesn't stink." I began to laugh, making Becky grin and ask, "What's so funny?""You three," I chuckled, "And all this time I never thought that girls could talk as much shi.t as us guys do." "Ooo, a smart a.ss, too," giggled Sara, "We like him, Claire. Way to go, girl!" . . [color =red]tbc...[/color][/b]

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[b][color =red]*CHAPTER EIGHT*[/color] . . After the last bell rang at 3:30 that afternoon, I found myself back in the theater, and of course Claire sat right next to me, her arm wrapped around mine and her hand resting on my forearm. Cindy Donaldson wasted no time when she saw us together. As she slithered past us, she looked at Claire and hissed, "Dating an underclassman is something I would expect from you Rogers, you slu.t." Claire moved at the speed of light, as she jumped up from her seat and directly into Cindy's face; and not caring who heard, she laughed and replied, "I've never had se.x, because I respect myself more than that, unlike you, you nasty bitc.h." "Who're you calling a nasty bitc.h, "Cindy growled, barely able to contain herself, "And what do you mean, unlike me?" Claire was like a bull dog, unrelenting in her retaliation on Cindy, when she loudly said, "Everyone in this school knows exactly how big of a who.re you are, Cindy Donaldson. Hell, if you had as many co.cks sticking out of you to match number of how many co.cks have been stuck in you, you'd like a porcupine." Needless to say, this made everyone who'd heard the conversation howl with laughter, making Cindy glare and yell "FUC.K YOU ALL!!!" "Does that include me, Miss Donaldson?" said Mrs. Fox, making everyone turn and look at her as she walked into the theater, having been just in time to hear Cindy curse at all of us. Then she put her hands on her hips, and with a subtle glare, said, "I don't know what your problem is, but ever since you won the best actress award at State last year; you've been a condescending snob to everyone. However; let me be the one to remind you that this is a new year, not last year. Do you get my drift?" Cindy meekly nodded as Mrs. Fox continued, "I want all of the main characters, Claire Rogers, Scott Powers, Mike Warney, and Vaughn Richardson to come up on the stage first, you too, Cindy." As we took the stage, I had the opportunity to meet Mike and Vaughn, both seniors, who were also super-nice guys. They both congratulated me and made sure that if I had any questions, or needed any help that I should feel free to call on either one of them. For our first rehearsal, Mrs. Fox had the entire cast on the stage, sitting in the round, to simply read through the entire script. Of course, the actual performance of the play would take approximately two and a half, to three hours. However, it only took a little over an hour to read through the script. After rehearsals were done, and Mrs. Fox made sure that we each had a copy of the rehearsal schedule, the theater cleared out. . . [color =red]TBC...[/color][/b]

[b][color =red]*CONTINUES *[/color] . . We were three weeks into rehearsal, and up until this point; Claire and I had not yet been on a date, because of our studies, as well as having rehearsals three nights a week. And while back stage in the dark during and after rehearsals, there had been a lot of hugging and kissing between us, but nothing more than that had occurred. It was on a Friday morning while we were all finishing breakfast when Aunt Lauren asked, "Do you have any plans for this evening, Scotty?" "Yes, Ma'am," I proudly replied, "I've got a date with Claire." Oh, that's nice, Honey," Aunt Claire knowingly smiled, "That works out perfectly then." "Uh oh," chuckled Uncle Mike, "Look out Scotty." Even if Uncle Mike hadn't warned me, I'd always been able to tell when Aunt Lauren was up to something so, with that in mind, I smiled and said, "Okay, Aunt Lauren, I can always tell when something's going on with you. What is it, and what does it have to do with my date with Claire." "You know me well, don't you, sweetie?" she grinned, "Okay, here it is. I'd like you to bring Claire over for dinner tonight so that Uncle Mike and I can meet her. I'll even make your favorite dessert." "Oh man," I grinned, "You're gonna make a double-layer chocolate cake? Yeah, we'll be here, what time?" "How does seven o'clock sound?" she asked. "That will be just fine," I smiled, "I'm going to stop and wash my car on my way home from school so it'll be clean tonight when I pick up Claire." "Okay, sweetie," Aunt Lauren giggled ~~~~~~ "We're having dinner at your house tonight?" Claire excitedly asked, when I told her of Aunt Lauren's invitation during lunch. "Yeah," I said, "I hope that's okay." "Oh Scott," purred Claire, kissing my lips, "It's perfect." "Good," I smiled, "I'll pick you up at six-thirty then." "I'll be ready, handsome." ~~~~~~ That evening, per Claire's directions, I drove into the older section of my hometown where all the very old and very big houses were. It was then that I knew that Claire was out of my league. However, she corrected my train of thought a couple of years later when....Uh oh, I'm getting ahead of myself. After I pulled up in front of the house with the address Claire had given me, I got out of my car, and then walked up to the front door and rang the bell. When the door opened, an older and very beautiful version of Claire answered the door smiling, and said, "Hi, I'm Marsha Rogers, and you must be Scott." Yes, ma'am," I courteously replied, "I'm here to pick up Claire." "Please, come on in," she graciously said, "Claire's not quite ready yet." After she closed the door behind me, I looked around at splendor of their home. A very elegant, ornate and beautifully crafted stair way stood before me, catching my eye and making me turn back to Mrs. Rogers and ask, "Was this house built during Victorian era?" "You have a good eye, young man," a male voice responded from behind me. I turned and saw a man of about fifty, I'd say, smiling and walking toward me. "Hello," he said, extending his hand, "I'm John Rogers, and I'll bet that you're Scott." "Yes, sir," I smiled, shaking his hand. "We've been hearing your name around here a lot recently," he laughed, "Oh, and by the way, my daughter tells me that you're going to be The Scarecrow in 'The Wizard of Oz'." "Yes, sir," I proudly replied, "We're really looking forward to putting on a great show." "I sure hope so," smiled, Mrs. Rogers, "We're both going to be there opening night you know." I hope you like it Mrs. Rogers," I politely replied. "Aw, honey boy," she smiled, "My name is Marsha, and his name is John so, I want you to call us that, okay sweetie." "Yes ma'am," I smiled, nodding my head. "Claire told me that you drive a Corvette, Scott," grinned John, "May I see it?" "Sure," I grinned, motioning my head toward the front door, "She's parked right outside." ~~~~~~ "Wow," breathed John, "She sure is a beauty, Scott." "Thank you, sir," I replied, "My Uncle Mike helped me pick it out on my birthday." "Uncle Mike?" "Yes sir," I said, "I live with him and my Aunt Lauren. Both of my parents died when I was a baby, and Uncle Mike and Aunt Lauren, who is my Mom's sister, took me in. My maternal grandmother had set up a trust fund for me on the day I was born, and it matured upon my parent's death. But Uncle Mike put it back in trust to mature when I turned sixteen so; I bought a new car with some of it." "I don't mean to get personal," he said, "But what are you going to do with all that money?" "It's for college," I said, "I don't want to burden my family with the responsibility of having to pay my tuition." Although John never said anything, Although John never said anything, I saw the same look in his eyes that I'd seen in Uncle Mike's eyes when he would tell me that he was proud of me. John suddenly chuckled and said, "You want to see something, Scott?" "Sure." "Follow me then," John grinned. . . [color =red]TBC...[/color][/b]

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[b][color =red]**CHAPTER NINE**[/color] . . John led me around the house to the small garage behind it, right next to one of the nicest swimming pools I'd ever seen. And once we were inside, and the lights had been turned on, what I saw almost took my breath away. Sitting side-by-side were two older Corvettes, one a 1953 model and the other, a1954 model. Both were red with the white side piping, and were almost identical. "Holy cow," I excitedly grinned, "A fifty-three and a fifty-four. These are very nice." "That's right," said John, pointing to the 54, "I bought this one brand new after I got out of the Navy, and I didn't get the fifty-three till years later. It was the third one to roll off the production line the first year that the Corvette was made." "Wow," I breathed, "They sure are a couple of beauties." "Yeah," John laughed, "But these two still have the original "Blue Flame" in-line six cylinder engines in them. Yours has that bad ass four-twenty-seven under the hood. I'll bet she runs fast, huh?" "I don't know," I said uneasily, "The speedometer says that she'll do a hundred and forty, but I don't like going real fast. It's too dangerous." John reached over and patted my shoulder, and smiling widely, said, "You're a good kid, Scott. Come on, let's get back to the house and see what's holding Claire up, okay?" ~~~~~~ "I really like your parents, Claire," I said, as we drove to my house. "I can tell that my Dad likes you," she purred, "And Mom thinks that you're the most handsome thing she's ever seen." "You and your Mom look so much alike," I said, "You two could pass for sisters." "That's what everybody says," she giggled. ~~~~~~ "Oh my goodness," smiled Aunt Lauren, as Claire and I walked into the house, "She is such a pretty thing, Scotty." "Thank you, ma'am" Claire bashfully replied. "Ma'am?" "Do I look that old to you, baby girl?" Aunt Lauren giggled, putting her arm around Claire's shoulder, "My name is Lauren and my husbands name is Michael, or just plain old Mike. I want you to feel free to call us by our names, sweetie." "Okay," Claire playfully giggled. About that time Uncle Mike came from the back of the house, and stopped dead in his tracks when he saw Claire. "Holy sh.it, Scott she's beautiful," he gasped, "What's she doing with you?" "Michael," scolded Aunt Lauren, making Claire giggle, "Watch your mouth." Uncle Mike simply winked at me, and on his way into the kitchen, pinched Aunt Lauren on the bu.tt, making her squeal. Her face turned ashen, and then she turned to Claire and said, "You'll have to forgive him, Claire. Sometimes he likes to act like he's eight, as opposed to thirty-eight." "That's okay," she giggled, "My Dad is the same way sometimes." "Scott," said Aunt Lauren, "I need you to do me a favor, sweetheart." "Name it Aunt Lauren," I smiled. "I need you go to the store and get me some sugar if you want the icing on your cake to taste right," Aunt Lauren replied. I looked at Claire and asked, "You want to ride with me?" "No, she doesn't," smiled Aunt Lauren, "We're gonna sit here and have some girl talk while your gone. Now get outta here go to the store, mister." "Yes ma'am," I sulked, much to the giggles emanating from Claire and Aunt Lauren. . . [color =red]**TBC**[/color][/b]

[b][color =red]**CONTINUES**[/color] . When I got back from the store, the sound of loud female laughter hit my ears as soon as I opened the front door. I walked into the house, going straight back to the den to find Claire and Aunt Lauren sitting side-by-side looking at a photo album, and Claire smiling brightly. "What's up?" I uncomfortably asked. "Lauren was just showing me some of your baby pictures," cooed Claire," "You were such a precious little boy, Scott," "Aw man," I groaned, "Did you have to show her those pictures, Aunt Lauren?" "You leave her alone," Claire giggled, "Besides, I saw you naked, and you've got the cutest little bu.tt" "I just wanted her to see what you looked like when you were little, Scotty," laughed Aunt Lauren. "Aw man," I smiled, "This suc.ks." ~~~ Dinner with Uncle Mike and Aunt Lauren was wonderful, but Claire had a midnight curfew and it was nearing 9:00pm so, we left to have a couple of hours to ourselves before I had to take her home. "Where would you like to go?" I asked Claire, as we got into my car "Can we go somewhere and just talk, Scott?" she shyly asked, "There's something I need to tell you." "Of course," I replied, "We can go anywhere you want to." "Good," she smiled, leaning over and kissing my cheek, "Let's go back to my house then." ~~~ Twenty minutes later, we were back at Claire's sitting together in an out-door loveseat that was situated at the end of the pool nearest to the house. She took my hand and interlaced her fingers with mine. Then after leaning over and gently kissing my lips; she smiled and sweetly said, "I'm really glad we met, Scott." "Me too," I said, "And I also want to thank you, Claire." "Thank me, what for?" "When I walked into the theater for the first time that day, I was really nervous" I admitted, "But when Cindy Donaldson started her sh.it, you took up for me and you didn't even know me. I never really said 'Thank you' so, thank you." "Any time, handsome," she cooed, snuggling closely to me. Then I remembered her saying earlier that she had something she'd wanted to tell me. So, after raising her hand that I'd been holding, up to my lips, I gently kissed her delicate knuckle and said, "I believe you said that you have something you wanted to tell me?" "Oh yeah," she grinned, batting her beautiful blue eyes. Then sitting up straight and gently releasing her hand from mine, Claire softly placed her palm against the side of my face, and said, "We've known each other for almost a month now, Scott, and I wanted to tell you that I'm really beginning to like you a lot, a whole lot." Since I first met her, and as I began to get to know her, I was becoming more comfortable around Claire, able to be myself. Still though, the kisses she'd given me were enchanting and I soon found myself under her spell. This was when I decided to tell her the truth, somehow knowing that I wouldn't be rejected or laughed at. I leaned into her, and as gently as I could, I lightly touched my lips to hers, lingering only for a moment, then slowly backed away and tenderly replied, "I really like you, too; and I have for a while now, Claire." She timidly smiled, her beautiful blue eyes looking right through me and peering into my soul, as she tenderly kissed my lips and then bashfully replied, "I've never had a boyfriend, Scott. What about you?" "Nope," I grinned, "I've never had a boyfriend either." "Oh, you're such a smart as.s," she giggled, playfully slapping me on the shoulder, "You know what I'm talking about, sil.ly. Tell me, Scott...please?" "No, I've never had a girlfriend," I happily smiled, "But I met this really amazing girl almost a month ago...and uh....I uh...I'm still trying to figure out a way to ask her if she would like to be my girlfriend." I'd never in my life seen love in its purest form until I saw the look on Claire's face that night. Her smile grew more brilliant than ever; and with happy tears pouring slowly down her smooth, beautiful face, she giggled, and then teasingly asked, "What if she says no?" "I don't know what I'll do," I smiled, looking into her eyes, "But I know she'll say yes." Claire put both her arms around me, gently pulling me toward her. Then moving her face within mere inches of mine, she softly-but-quickly kissed my lips and breathed, "Tell me, Scott, tell me how you know she'll say yes" "She needs to say yes, because I think she's the most beautiful girl that I've ever seen," I said, now openly confessing my feelings to her, "And I need to tell her that I would always be the best boyfriend I could, even though I come un-glued just being near her" By this time we were holding one another so closely that Claire was almost in my lap, and running her fingers through my hair; she smiled and cooed, I leaned my face now only millimeters away from hers, and softly replied, "I'd let her know that, not only was she going to be my first girlfriend, she would also be my last" "Oh Scotty" she cried, kissing me, "I love you. . TBC[/b]

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[b][color =red]**CHAPTER TEN**[/color] . . The wheels were now set in motion, and much to the chagrin of most of the young males in my high school, Claire became my girlfriend. I was proud, as always, to be seen with her everywhere we went. And because our pictures had been in the school, the college, (affectionately called "The U" by the kids here) and local newspapers; everywhere we went people would stop and wish us well, or the little kids would want pictures, autographs, etc. All of the attentions made us feel good, yet we still remained grounded. Claire and I studied together, as well as rehearsed our scenes together away from school, either at her house or mine, and fell deeper in love with one another as the days passed. Although she was only four months older than me, the way our birthdays fell dictated which school year we would be in. Still though, I loved Claire deeply and that was all that mattered. ~~~~~~ Our rehearsal schedule began to tighten as we grew nearer to show time. And it was on a Thursday night, three days away from opening night that the tension between me and Cindy Donaldson finally came to a head. For almost six weeks, she had been taunting me during rehearsals with her little verbal jibes about my being inexperienced, or, being green, as she called it, and it was always when Mrs. Fox either wasn't there, or couldn't hear her. We were doing our final "run-throughs" and I accidentally tripped over an extension cord that had been carelessly left on the stage by a member of the crew. I barely managed to keep from falling off of the stage and into the audience, but in doing so; I knocked over one of the evil trees from one of Cindy's scenes, breaking it, but not irreparably. "Watch out," she sneered, "You stupid fucking rookie." "That's it," I said to myself. After I regained my balance, I turned to Cindy, and as loud I possibly could, I shouted, "WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM, CINDY DONALDSON? I'VE NEVER DONE ANYTHING TO YOU. YOU GIVE ME GRIEF AT EVERY GIVEN OPPORTUNITY, AND I'M SICK OF IT.WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?" The theater went deathly silent as I found myself suddenly upon her, standing over her while she cowered, trembling as if she were about to become my prey. I was so angry that I was red-faced and my body was shaking, until I felt something soft touching my hand and the gentle sound of Claire's voice say, "Easy Scott, come with me, baby," calming the anger that Cindy's remark had elicited from me. And then as we turned and walked away, Claire looked at Mrs. Fox, and asked, "Can we take a short break, please?" "That's a good idea," Mrs. Fox grinned, then to everyone said, "Let's all take a ten minute break. Cindy Donaldson, I want you in my office right now." ~~~~~~ "Scott, baby, are you alright?" Claire asked, as we stood outside, next to the stage doors. "Yeah, I'm alright," I replied, "I'm just a little pissed off at myself for losing my temper like that." "She needed to hear that, Scott," Claire laughed, putting her arms around me, "Besides; I don't think anyone was too upset with you, or at what you said." I leaned in and gently kissed her lips, then smiling, said, "Girl, you're crazy." "Yes," she giggled, "About you." ~~~~~~ When we went back into the theater, everyone smiled, each person silently acknowledging their approval of the way I had handled Cindy. But before anyone had the chance to say anything, Mrs. Fox appeared from the backstage recesses of her office and announced, "Cindy won't be here for the rest of the day so, we'll go ahead and take up where we left off and I'll read her lines where they are scripted." Our final rehearsals went off without a hitch after that, and as we were all preparing to leave the theater; Mrs. Fox got our attention and said, "I want all of you to know that I'm really looking forward to having a great show. Now, go home and get some rest, study your lines and relax.....we open Monday night!" By the end of that week, Friday, I was glad it was finished. I had to go to one last costume fitting that afternoon so; Claire got a ride with Becky and Sara. I kissed my beauty good-bye and bade her fare-well until later, as we date a date that night. I walked back inside toward the theater and could hear my footsteps echoing through the now empty halls of my school. As I walked along mindlessly, I was startled out of my reverie, when, out of nowhere, Cindy Donaldson appeared in front of me and meekly asked, "Scott? Can I please speak with you?" . . [color =red]*TBC*[/color][/b]

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