It surprised me that Midge had made it blatantly apparent that she didn’t like my mother. I wasn’t sure why, and I didn’t expect her to tell me.
And then, sure enough, I heard the rather heavy pounding of feet that subsided at the door of Midge’s room. Of course, wasting no time a very energetic Jimmy fled in and dived onto the bed, before picking himself up and bouncing around.
I think Jimmy was the one around who I was most star struck. His energy was a like intimidating at first, and I didn’t really know how to react. Midge seemed more than completely used to it. I supposed that in time I would be too.
As his bouncing subsided, I noticed that he had fixed his gaze on me, and slowly jumped down, steadying his balance, and sending me a warm, friendly smile.
“Hi” he smiled calmly, which surprised me a lot. Although I hadn’t really known what to expect, I hadn’t expected him to calm down just as fast as he had done.
“Charlotte” he smiled, before running over to me and scooping me up in his arms and cutting off my air supply. “Charlotte Charlotte Charlotte” he squealed with delight. “I can’t believe I finally get to meet you!”
I smiled. “Same here”
“Jimbo” Midge stated casually. “Put her down. You don’t want to scare her.”
He continued to spin me round in a circle, not paying one bit of attention to Midge.
“Jimbo. Put her down. Now. You’re smothering her.”
With that, he put me down onto the floor but peered at me from an arm’s length. I have to admit, it was more than either of my parents had done when they first met me.
“Sorry” he grinned cheekily. “I’m just so happy that you’re here.”
And again, neither of them had behaved like that.
I didn’t really say anything, but instead I smiled at him.
“Can you keep a secret?” Midge asked without much caution or hesitation.
“Sure” Jimmy chirped as he threw himself at Midge’s bed, patting beside him for me to sit there.
“Charlotte is a huge fan of the band” Midge said, as she turned around and began looking for something in one of her drawers.
“And that is a secret why?” he asked again, directing the question to me that time.
“I don’t really want them to know” I admitted. “I’m not sure why, I just don’t. Could you imagine?”
He smirked. “I think I could. N’aww don’t worry Charles, I’ll keep your secret.”
I smiled friendly at him. And, the more I thought about it, the more I didn’t want them to know that I was a fan. Although I wasn’t sure why, I just didn’t expect them to let me live it down. And then, if we didn’t get on, it would be less weird.
“You saw it too eh?” Midge laughed at Jimmy as I sat there, still feeling a little left out of their world.
“Saw what?” I interjected meekly, and received no reply over Jimmy.
“Oh yeah, I saw it. Charles definitely suits her.”
They both began to laugh.
The more I saw them messing around together, and the more I was around them, I started to realise that they had a very unique relationship. I mean, they could understand each other form the smallest sentence fragment.
It worried me a little bit, for I didn’t know if they would really accept me into their little family. Midge had grown up with them all, and so of course she would have such attachments with the guys. But not me.
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