I don’t know, I didn’t find a card. Maybe someone just wanted to be nice.
How are you, darling?
My mom has a secret admirer. So cute.
I’m great. How about you? How’s dad?
I just wish that they had included a card.
Does someone have a crush on a married woman?
Madison’s food was delicious but a combination of the cookies and her first course meant that she wasn’t all that hungry now and certainly didn’t have room for any dessert, picking at her carrots and waiting for Alison to finish her own dinner. Joining in her laughter although she wasn’t all the sure what they were laughing about, hanging out with Alison was like that sometimes though and she’d had plenty of time to get used to the other girl in all the years they’d spent together.
Tucking her hair behind her ear and raising an eyebrow slightly she smiled tentatively and affirmed with a nod. “Sure thing, what do you have in mind?” The way the blonde was eyeing the guys at the bar made Madison’s stomach churn a little, nervous to say the least. She might not be the most popular person in school but she’d seen enough Gossip Girl blasts recently to know Alison wasn’t the same person she was in middle school. While she was loathe to judge her friend, especially since she was trying to make an effort to get back to how they used to be, but she also didn’t want to feature on any of those blasts. That would really make her plans backfire but right now the plan was becoming Alison’s friend again so she would do what she had to do. Swallowing hard and trying not to look too apprehensive the brunette flashed her smile and tilted her head, “I assume its to do with boozy and his friend at the bar, am I right?”
“Correct!” Alison cheered, gleefully. She soon realized how excited she looked and glanced back to the juvenile males crouching at the bar. She thought of how juvenile she sounded wanting to go mess around with a few drunk mischief-makers. She remember that Audrey wanted her to be responsible. This was so not responsible, she thought.
“You know what,” she sighed, “Lets not. How about going to La Maison du Macaron and walking around a little?” Alison flashed a smile tilted her head, pleading as a joke. She was so hoping to goof around with an old friend and smile like no ones business. She liked having someone her own age to talk to.
Madison nodded as Alison mentioned history, that was one of her all time favorite classes. “I wanted to take the history class offered on the history of Europe but apparently as it’s supposed to be only open to seniors they want me to take a couple of others this semester to see if I can keep up with the amount of work expected.” Madison knew that she wouldn’t have any trouble with the workload but she could understand where the school was coming from and as long as she could take the class at some point she wasn’t going to complain about it.
She realised that talking about school was probably not going to make the evening get any more exciting and took a mouthful of her drink instead, swallowing as they made proper eye contact for the first time all evening. Keeping her eyes trained against the blue ones she knew so well she smiled genuinely, her heart beating quicker in her chest at the revelation that she wasn’t the only one who missed the friendship they used to have. “I miss you too Ali.” The brunette held her hand out across the table, palm up and open. This meal had already gone better than she’d dared to hope and her mood only improved as their main course arrived.
Taking a mouthful of her fish with a grin she thought that maybe this semester wasn’t going to be as horrific as she’d been thinking if she was going to have a friend by her side again. It would show Audrey that she was capable of behaving like a normal person when she wanted to as well, something she was more than happy to rub in the face of her sister. “Hows the food? As good as you remembered?” The air seemed to have lifted between them somewhat and it was easier to breathe, Madison’s smile was still so wide her cheeks were starting to ache a little bit.
Alison sighed as she placed her hand in Madison’s palm. It felt like they were thirteen again, peeping at the boys around them and giggling to get their attention. Of course they were more mature now but she still glanced at a few cuties sitting at the bar. She squeezed Madison’s hand a let go, straightening the napkin placed delicately on her lap.
Alison took a bite of her rainbow trout and chewed politely. It tasted as though the restaurant had been her main “go-to” place in the past 24-hours. She nodded in reply to Madison’s question, mouthful, and ended up giggling so hard the food almost spilled out through her lips.
Alison grabbed her napkin and gently patted it on the corners of her mouth, trying to regain herself. She looked back up to make eye contact with Madison and smiled, genuinely. Thank goodness I’m not drunk, she thought.
Out of the corner of her eyes, she spotted two guys sitting at the bar, twisting the stools and chugging their drinks. Alison thought about the fun the two girls had when the used to play tricks on these drunk boys to try to get their minds twirling. The blonde spun around and almost sprang out of her chair. “Want to have some old-timey fun?” she asked eagerly.
“I’m glad you had a good time though, it must have been nice to spend some time with your sister anyhow, seeing as mine didn’t go either.” She didn’t know why Audrey hadn’t gone along but anything that caused her mother and sister to fight was good in her eyes. “I guess maybe Europe is better than a spa day but perhaps we can all do another one sometime.” Madison didn’t really know what had come over her suggesting something like that so boldly but she was settling back into how it used to feel when the two of them came out to dinner and she really wanted to hold onto that feeling right now.
Digging gratefully into her beef as the first course arrived she closed her eyes as she took the first delicious bite, this was probably her favorite restaurant in New York actually. “It has been far too long since I ate here, I’d almost forgotten how good this good is!” She smiled across the table at Alison, hoping she was enjoying her food as much as she was. As the tender beef slipped down her throat she covered her mouth and chewed the mouthful quickly. “Yeah I am, especially since I’ve got AP French which should be good seeing as I got to practice a lot while I was visiting my grandfathers.” Madison really loved to learn so school was more than enjoyable for her but she didn’t know how that would go down with Alison so she didn’t want to make a huge deal about it. “How about you, got any good classes?”
Taking a sip of her drink she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and laid down her fork halfway through, wanting to save room for her main and for maybe if they stayed for dessert. The meal seemed to be going well so far so she was hopeful that perhaps they could be on the way to being real friends again instead of people who just nodded at each other when they passed each other in the hallway at school.
Alison smiled as Madison suggested going on a spa trip together, but quickly steadied her smile, not wanting to be too pushy. She wanted the night to go well and being overly excited probably wasn’t the best way to trigger someone to you. Alison began to draw small circles around the water-stained glass glanced at Madison hoping she wasn’t the only one hoping for the best. If this turned into anything else but merely hoping to bring the pieces back together she would feel like a fool.
She skimmed her soup as she listened to Madison talking about school. When she asked if Alison had any good classes, the blonde nearly choked. She thought back to school a realized that she really didn’t know if any of her classes were “good” or not. She simply paid attention and her debts for a better grade. “History is fun.” She replied, confused on her real answer.
She glanced towards Madison and as the third dish came out, because they both asked for the second meal to be skipped, she realized how slowly their conversations were going, so she decided to pick up the pace. She sat up in her chair and pleated out her dress. Her blue eyes popped up towards Madison’s and she spoke. “I miss you,” she said. She meant it. They had been best friends since they were little following in their mother’s and sister’s footsteps. But after middle school, they went on different paths and became acquaintances merely nodding as they passed the stuffing on thanksgiving. She tapped her fingers a bit faster now, but quiet. She was nervous she wouldn’t get the same response.
Whatever you say, kid.
So how is life?
When they aren’t lecturing me.
Aw thank you. But we know best, Archibald. And we do it out of love.
Sure I did.
You know you love the top notch girls of the Upper East Side.