This is the 2nd part to Hatching the Plot
Tippner lined up the ball for the perfect hit. The guys couldn’t believe it, he hit another hole-in-9one.
“That makes the third hole-in-one that you got!”
Tippner beamed with a smug smile, “I do believe that makes me the winner. Too bad that I didn’t make a bet with you all, could have won some money.”
“Oh, but you do get a special honor, the winner gets to treat us all to supper.” Mason said, and Bard and Grayson patted Tippner on the back.
“Thanks Man, we are feeling pretty hungry.” They all laughed at Tippner’s expression.
“Hope you all like Taco Bell” Tippner replied.
Cara was waiting for Bard to get home from golfing with the guys. She had been reading but was getting sleepy.
Bard came home and found Cara asleep in bed. She looked so innocent when sleeping, he almost felt guilty. But when he had overheard the plot what was he supposed to do. It was ths guy’s honor code. If one knew of a plot formed against their friends, he had to tell them.
Mason already had dealt with the honey hair fiasco recently, how much could he let happen to the poor guy? And Tippner had just fixed Bard’s bike, giving him a big discount. Bard of course had to return the favor by letting him in on the plot as well.
Oooh tomorrow would be fun. Wellll, at least for the guys it would he. Smiling he gave Cara a light kiss on her cheek.
He climbed into bed quietly, so that he wouldn’t disturb her. Hopefully he would get a good night’s sleep, for tomorrow night he would probably be sleeping on the couch. But yes, the guy’s plot was worth it.
Lisette and Sarah were sitting at the corner booth in the diner, the next day. Cara finished serving the one table and then came over to see them. Grinning broadly she said, “Is Amanda all ready?”
“She is eager to make her grand entrance. You don’t think Mason suspects anything do you?”
“Not a chance.” Cara looked at Tippner seated in the opposite corner, where he had just started on his breakfast. Mason was at the cash register as normal. Cara rubbed her hands together, with her eyes full of mischief. “They are clueless, I am sure of it.”
All of them giggled, “Let the fun hegin!’ They cheered. Then Cara noticed something which gave her a moment of concern.
“Where are Kelly and Heather, they should be here by now… they have the whip cream pies!” Before Sarah or Lisette could respond Amanda sashshayed into the diner, with dramatic flair.
“Where is he? Where is my hunk of burning love?” She put her hand on her heart.
Sarah, Lisette and Cara watched wide-eyed at Amanda in her stiletto’s, mini dress and bright red lipstick, wearing sunglasses.
“Oh Mason darling”… She tilted her sunglasses to see over them and looked around the diner. All the customers had stopped eating and all eyes were focused on Amanda.
Amanda’s cheeks were burning. . Where was he?? She spotted Cara and the other girls. Piercing them with her eyes, she rusbed over to them half stumbling in her stupid stiletto’s.
“Where is he!! Where is Tippner and why aren’t Kelly and Heather here? CARA! I thought you had this all planned out.”
Her loud voice echoed in the diner and all.were waiting to hear Cara’s response. Cara lowered her head, hiding her face and whispered, “I have no clue!”
Amanda, aware of everyone watching them, slid into the booth. They all huddled close together, trying to hide their faces from everyone. In a quieter voice Amanda said, “Perhaps it will be okay and I can pretend that I didn’t just make a total fool out of myself. Mason will never know.”
“Never know what?” The girls jumped at the sound of Mason’s voice and the sudden appearance of Tippner and him.
Their mouths dropped open, for Tippner and Mason were not alone. Kelly and Heather were with them! Amanda gulped, Mason was wearing her favorite cologne and he had leaned in especially close to her. His breath was warm against her cheek. She reached up to touch him but he pulled back.
“Well, while you all try to figure out everything we have some extra-special gifts for you. SPLAT! Four whipcream pies flew from the hands of Tippner and Mason.
The girls were stunned! This was NOT going according to plan at all! As they wiped the whipcream from their eyes Amanda let out a little scream. Was she seeing what she thought she was seeing?
“Cara, tell me I am not seeing what I am seeing!”
Mason was walking to the door with a girl on each arm. He turned around and winked at Amanda, giving her a smirk. She let her head fall into her hands, when he blew her a kiss.
How, how, did this all happen? Sarah nudged Cara. “Look! What are Grayson and Bard doing here? They should be at work.”
Cara looked and things began coming together for her. Ooh if looks were powerful, the guys would be in trouble already with the glares she was giving them. Tippner joined the guys and Cara saw them laughing. She was determined to get some answers.
Peace was made that night, when the whole story had come out earlier. Amanda said she wasn’t going back into the diner and facing the people of the town for a long time!
Mason had taken her out on a real date after the guys had finally stopped laughing. The girls assured Kelly and Heather that they didn’t have any hard feelings about the guys charming them over to their side. Kelly and Heather were glad and Kelly promised again that she was steering clear of guys. Life could certainly get complicated with the male species. Heather just smiled at Kelly’s promise, not saying a word.
The hour was late and Bard turned off the tv. He gave Cara a kiss. “Thanks for being a great sport about today.”
Sweetly she smiled, and took his hand, leading him to the bedroom. She stopped right in front of it, “Close your eyes, Sweetheart,” Bard was anticipating what he thought was coming nest. His heart beat a little faster.
Bard obeyed and THUMP, a pillow hit him as the door shut and the lock turned. “Sleep Well! Sweet dreams, my love. Enjoy the couch.” Cara said, through the door.
Looked like he had guessed right. “I guess its me and you” he said to their dog Snickers, who stared at him with sad puppy dog eyes, as if to say, “Poor Bard”.
Nuggets of Gold 