From Me To You (With Love)

It's been a really long time since I've posted anything but I finally had time!!! So here's my Valentine's to you!!

(and in case you can't get enough love here are two word of the days even though I didn't use them)

inveigle: to persuade or obtain by ingenuity or flattery

buss: to kiss, a kiss

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Stupid allergies…I can’t walk two steps without sneezing. This is so embarrassing! Looking like a sick, disease infested vermin on Valentine’s Day!! Chandler thought as her champagne colored hair blew across her face catching on her lips in the mint flavored lip balm.

“Tissue?” asked Sadie while stretching her hand out towards her runny-nosed cousin.

Chandler took the tissue and blew into it. She cringed at the noise coming from her nose and the looks she got from a group of cute guys walking past the table they were sitting at Jackson’s Java. After making sure nothing was hanging out Chandler mumbled, “I hate when the seasons change. My allergies just flare up.”

“Cheer up,” Sadie stopped to take a long sip from her caramel mocha extra whip macchiato. “It’ll be warm again soon and then I can finally wear those shots I bought from Plato’s Closet without leggings. My legs miss the sun!”

Chandler just rolled her eyes and stirred the spoon in her house coffee. Sometimes she wondered how her and Sadie could be so alike yet so different. Chandler hated the idea of warm weather. Everything was so hot and you couldn’t cool down. And if you had leather seats in your car your legs stuck to it…gross. Chandler loved the cooler temperatures, the scarves and jackets, the way one could accessorize in layers and not look obsessive. Sadie was different. She liked flirty, dreamy skirts and shorts and flip-flops. It was great that they lived together off campus together though—and that they were the same size.

“By the way, Uncle Andrew called this morning when you were in class. I think him and mom and dad are throwing a get together next weekend and wanted us to come.” Chandler said breaking off a bit of her scone.

“Is it for my dad’s work?” Sadie asked, her mossy-colored eyes snapping back towards Chandler after she ogled the cart boy from Harris Teeter.

Chandler nodded. Sometimes Sadie could be so transparent. “Yeah, Bobby and his family are probably going to be there too—”

“I have a test to study for.” Sadie said really fast and taking another long sip from her cooled coffee.

“He bothers me too Sadie. Bobby is another level of slime. But it’s also Auntie Nick’s birthday and I know your mom won’t be too happy if you decide to ditch.” Chandler said. “And you’re bluffing anyways…you know you won’t study so you might as well and come home with me.”

“Argh!!” Sadie growled out, slamming her head onto the table, her mousy ponytail flipping over and fanning out around her head. “Why do you have to be right?” She grumbled out.
Instead of feeding her cousin’s melodramatic nature Chandler changed the subject. “Wanna get a movie tonight? I got a Redbox code this morning.”

Slouching back up and placing her chin in her hand Sadie answered, “No romance. We’re single and today romance sucks. If it was tomorrow it would be ok—candy is half off and I could eat chocolate on everything and be ok with gushy love crap.”

Chandler laughed. Sadie had a point. It didn’t bother Chandler that much that she was single but today, with her runny nose, Valentine’s Day had a new level of crappiness (especially with people staring every time she blew her nose-she couldn’t help it!). “I was thinking more along the lines of Sex and the City one and two…”

“That still has love in it—” Sadie started.

“I know, but Sadie, be honest,” Chandler said, looking into the girl across from her eyes. “We’re going to go to pick out a movie and you’re going to want to watch a love story—you always do. So it’s either that or we watch Disney movies and laugh and giggle and swoon when the guy does the right thing and wish we had a lucky cricket or a hair braiding raccoon or a pet tiger because inside—we’re kind of huge romantic saps at heart.”

“You do realize that was a really long speech for just saying “Let’s go home, order hot wings, and wear our sweats while we fall asleep on the couch to cartoon musicals.” Sadie said, already getting her things in order so they could leave and start the movie marathon.

“Yeah, so that leaves me with one question,” Chandler said, throwing her empty coffee cup away and grabbing her keys off the table. “Which unrealistically prince do you want to see swan in and sweep us off our feet?”