Every Gelert Has Her Day: Part Three by shelleylow |  |
(with some help from S_Dasher)
Dash kept talking to Par. They exchanged letters via NeoMail, as did their
owners. They soon became close friends, if not anything else. They found they
shared the same interests and each was fun to be with. Dasher learnt to be happy
for Par and Flutter. They were a nice pair, after all. Deep down, she had given
up hope of ever being with him, but they could be friends. That was good enough.
Flutter was nice too, once you got to know her. The three of them often went
out with Butter, Jazz, Daine and Kai.
Kai often brought along on these outings a yellow Gelert named Twizzler59,
or Twizz, whom she’d met in class. They looked pretty close, Dasher noticed.
Twizz often brought along his best friend, a shadowed Gelert named One_Dog.
The nine of them got along really well and often hung out together. Inwardly,
Dasher smiled, at peace with herself and the world.
One day she came home to Tsunami immediately flinging herself at her.
“Dash! Dash! Guess what!”
“What IS it, Su?”
“Well, one of my friends at school knows a Gelert around your age who’s painted
gold, and who’s single and looking so-”
“Wait a bit Su, do you mean to say that you both set me up with him?”
“Well…”
“TSUNAMI!”
“What? He’s perfect for you, you know. You never know, you two might really
hit it off.”
Dasher nodded. Tsunami was only trying to help. It was the thought that counted,
after all.
“All right. When are we scheduled for?”
“Friday night. At the Neolodge, at 7.”
The Gelert’s name was Zeke, and he was a good-looking one. His golden fur glistened
the way Butter’s did, and all through the evening he was nice. They had dinner,
had a walk, and did a bit of window-shopping. He even brought a bunch of flowers
with him for Dasher. Dasher enjoyed her time with him, but somehow, that spark,
that jolt she had felt on her first meeting with Par, was noticeably absent.
When he dropped her off, she felt good, but the warm tingle, Par’s aftermath,
was just not there at all, and she told Shell, who understood. They had always
known each other like that.
Dear Diary,
It’s been nearly three weeks now since I met Par, and I’ve got over it. Flutter’s
actually really nice. Twizz and Kai are going steady now, funny huh? Now Butter,
One_Dog and me are the only singles in our party of nine. I went out with Zeke
today. He’s really nice, but we didn’t click. Then again, I thought I clicked
with Par, but I guess that wasn’t it. I wonder what is, then.
Dash
Dear Dash,
I just wanted to say hi.
Par
Dasher stared at the note for a long while, and then tucked it into her dresser
drawer before typing another, shorter, note back:
Hi:)
Dear Diary,
Par dropped me a line just to say hi. It’s weird, he’s never given me that
short a letter before. This is probably just false hoping, but could it be that
he is starting to LIKE me? Nah, that can’t be it. He and Flutter are so happy
together, I’ve seen. But still, I wonder…
Dash
To be continued... |
