Strange AttractionFirst thing after he sorted out his wardrobe, Weston went to find Nora. After all, now that they were teens, their relationship was bound to change.
The attraction system seemed to agree.
Weston: "Nora, I was wondering if I could talk to you."
Nora: "Yes?"
Weston: "It's . . . about our relationship?"
Her breath caught in her throat. " . . . yes?"
Weston: "Can we be best friends forever?"
Nora: "Oh." She sighed. "Of course; I'll always be your BFF, Weston."
Weston: "Excellent!"
Well, if Weston didn't seem quite ready to take the next step with her, Pat sure did!
How was that even possible? And why was she attracted to her own imaginary friend? Oh, right. She almost forgot. She was a
freak, that's how. Nora turned Pat down with a sharp rebuff. Gawd! Didn't he realize she was going to be with Weston?
. . . if only he wasn't so busy with his horse Athena. Was it normal to feel jealous of a horse?
Weston: "Nora, I was wondering, would you do me a favor? You see, I have to work on this thing called a supermax, apparently, and it can't be riding. And what with prom coming up . . ."
She gulped. " . . . yes?"
Weston: "Well, I'm just really busy, and I was wondering if you wouldn't mind spending some time with Athena, so she doesn't get lonely!"
Nora: "Is that all? Gawd, West! Are you blind or something!"
Weston: "What? But I just--"
Nora: "Just forget about it. Don't worry; I'll look after your stupid horse!"
She stormed off to find some solace.
Nora: "I'm sorry, Pat! I shouldn't have been so mean. Please come back out?"
Pat: "Hello, Nora. Shall we resume dancing? I promise just as friends this time."
Well, at least
somebody was always there for her.
Nora: "Sure!"
Too bad imaginary friends can't go to prom, right?