You smile your thanks at Sarah and turn your attention to Buck.
"Hi Buck," you say.
Buck claps you on the back and points you towards his wife who has been trailing behind.
"And you remember my wife, Heather," he says.
You shake her hand, and you can't believe you're this close to Buck and he's not giving you a swirly and this close to Heather at all. But you can't forget about they way you were treated back in high school.
"Well, it was nice seeing you guys again. I'm a bit thirsty so I'm going to grab a drink and I'll catch up with you guys later."
You extricate yourself from their company and ladle out some punch. Its a bit weak.
Not far off two women are talking. The fit looking red head points in your direction and says something to her companion, who turns around and smiles in genuine delight at seeing you.
"Andy! I didn't expect you to come. I was sure you'd be busy making big important decisions."
"Mrs Carlyle," you answer with a smile. You're genuinely pleased to to see your senior math teacher. Mrs Carlyle had started teaching your senior year. She had been an exchange student from Brazil at the state college when she had met home town boy Billy Carlyle also a student. They had gotten married and she had followed when Billy had moved back home.
She sighed. "I'm afraid its Silva again, but its been 10 years so you can call me Marie now."
"I'm sorry to hear that." You're not really sorry. Marie is just as attractive now as she was in your rose colored memories of math class.
"Don't be. He went the way he would have wanted to go. By the way," she said slyly gesturing at the red head with her, "Have you said hello to Lisa yet?"
You do a double take. Lisa the whale? You're embarrassed not to have recognized her, given all the time the two of you spent together in marching band. But as you look at her you wonder how you could have missed the resemblance. The shape of her nose is still the same and her brilliant green eyes are unmistakable.
"Wow, you look fantastic. I completely didn't recognize you."
Lisa beams and gives you a hug instead when you go to shake her hand. Instead of immediately letting go, she continues to hang on to you arm. You feel a little pervy as you concentrate on feeling the side of her breast through the layers of fabric between you two.
She says, "I can only stay for a short while. I've got a business call I need to take at home, but come with me, it'll only take a minute, and then we can catch up on everything since high school." |