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We even had a few extra dollars to invest in a couple of pairs of clothing for the trip and we agreed that we would each get a new suitcase. We even went out and bought the suitcases early to get ourselves really excited. Jules found this vintage steam trunk at an antique shop that she, and I quote, ‘had to have’. So I replaced the hinges, and oiled the leather and made it travel worthy. We were set and all that was left to do was wait for spring break. That was okay because we had lots to stay busy with.
The first game Jules could attend after she was grounded happened to be our homecoming game. That night, Julia sat in the stands with the most obnoxious mum my mom could have possibly made. She would have never worn those on her own. In fact, I’m pretty sure she inwardly gasped when she saw it. She thought them gaudy, but when my mom brought it out to her while we were watching television in my living room with my dad and Maddy, she acted really pleased with it and that warmed my heart. She was good to my parents. She loved them as if they were her own.
I could hear her shouting for me as we streamed onto the field between a line of cheerleaders and the drill team and that revved my adrenaline. We had a couple of minutes while each team readied themselves for the game. I sat on the sidelines on the metal bench, my back to Jules and my family. It would creak each time a player sat down or got up. I tried to turn my attention toward the game and focused on my feet.
I prayed really hard that it would be a fairly safe game for me because I was still pretty sore in the ribs from the fight at Tanen’s. I closed my eyes and searched all the sounds around me for Jules’ voice. She had stopped shouting for me, probably talking to my mom, but I knew I could find her voice even amongst the thousands of people in the stands so I scanned with my ears.
She usually sat as close to me as she could get. There was about twenty feet between the field and the stands, separated by the newly painted running track but I searched anyway. I could hear the faint rumble of the opposing team’s fans.
Bramwell and all the magnet towns that surrounded Bluefield High were in attendance that day, eager for the only real entertainment that was available in the area besides Charleston. I could also hear the cheerleaders’ voices shout in unison. Taylor’s voice was more apparent than the others because its shrill tone grated on my nerves like nails on a chalkboard.
I quickly shoved them out of my head along with the crowd. I heard Coaches Miles and Sanders arguing about a few plays. I heard some of the guys around me and their conversations between each other, something about hitting up Babe’s after the game. I heard my cleat shudder back and forth out of nervousness across the grass. I heard the metallic hum of the streaming mesh of field lights beating down on my back.
Their heat produced small beads of sweat on the back of my neck. It felt nice against the chill in the air. I heard the stretching of my fingers against the plastic of my helmet. I shoved all of these noises to the back of my head as well and searched the stands behind me. I searched until I found my mom’s voice and sitting right next to it was the most gorgeous sound in the entire world. It’s melody steadily allayed all the anxiety I had felt about the game and it melted them away like a crayon left in the hot summer sun. I let the waxy tension escape from underneath its papery sheath and sighed at the peace it gave me.
“So have you thought about college at all?” I heard my mom ask Jules.
“Yes, I have Shelby. I’m thinking Penn,” Jules said.
“What a coincidence,” my mom said. “That’s where Elliott wants to go.”
The sarcasm in her voice cracked me up, but Jules ignored it. I’m sure Jules saw my shoulders shake with laughter.
“Shelby, you know me better than that. Do I look like the type of girl who follows a man around? I’ve wanted to go to Penn my entire life. Besides, it has an excellent English program,” Jules said without skipping a beat.
“I’m sure it does,” my mom said dryly.
I could just imagine my mom crossing her arms. She was still pretty sore about us falling asleep at Jules’ and that slightly changed her opinion of Jules. Don’t get me wrong, my mom still loved Jules like a daughter. She was just disappointed in her as well as myself was all and thought that we weren’t the best decision makers when it came to making the important ones together. She may have been right, but we were young and we made admittedly made a mistake.
“What do you and Elliott plan on doing if y’all break up at Penn?” My mom asked.
This was my mom’s way of ‘helping us grow up’ she would tell me.
“We would never,” Jules said.
But my mom interrupted, “Never say never.”
“Penn is a big school. I’m sure since we would have totally different majors we would never even see each other if it could be helped,” Jules said, trying to appease my mom.
o;Julia cannot be on your bed, for one.” Jules slipped off the bed and knelt on the floor next to me. “Also, absolutely no unnecessary touching. Agreed?”
“Agreed,” we said in unison.
She closed the door and we heard her mutter something about her being a fool and something about grandchildren. We held back laughter and I almost snorted trying to keep it in.
“Oh my God, Elliott,” Jules said, turning her eyes on me.
“What?”
“You look like, well, crap if I had to be honest.”
“Who said you had to be honest?”
She thought about it for a second before saying, “No one, actually. In that case then, you look like a sexy beast!” She amended.
“I know I do baby.”
She stood and pecked me on the lips.
