You Don't Know You The Way I Do- A Team Starkid Fanfiction

Wow! People actually are coming back for part deux? (Enjoy my remedial French?) This is slightly insane to me. Usually I just write to express myself. I know how cliche that sounded, but hey, it's true! It's mind-boggling to me that people actually are enjoying the works I'm writing.

Right now, the new Jim and the Povolos album is blaring loudly on my speakers. I'm actually deriving inspiration from it. Their music is a class all its own. I mean, so is Starkid, I guess.

But really, you don't understand my mental state when writing. My hands start to shake and I occasionally need to take breaks because my acid reflex is working up. Once I post something, I get a thrill every time it shows there in a new notification. I feel butterflies in my heart when you guys comment on this. So comment away!

~~Tootsie Megagirl

 

 

 

 

CHAPTER TWO: ELI'S POV:

I woke up a little jittery. I thought about my day yesterday (minus the tantrums) and smiled. I met my idol at the park! And he liked me! This was all just.. insane.

Before I took the kids to the park, I decided to put a little extra work into my appearance. I didn't want to look like the slob Joe saw yesterday. I let my hair down, the curls cascading to my collarbone. I wore a peach shirt with leggings. A little fancy for nannying, but Joe was worth it.

I strapped Reagan and Annie in the car and began to drive. "Where are we going?" Annie asked with her lisp in the backseat.

"To the park," I responded from the front seat.

"But we went to the park yesterday!" she protested.

"Well we're going again," I said. I heard her huff. "Is Lola gonna be there?"

"Yeah, and Joe too."

"Who's Joe?" Reagan asked.

"The man with Lola," I said. I heard the two girls giggle from the back seat. I blushed but rolled my eyes.

"Do you have a crush on Joe?" Reagan snickered. For an eight year old, she can really sense emotion. Or because the fact I wear my heart on my sleeve. Whatever.

"No," I tried to say with a straight face, but the lips turned upward. Damn my emotions!

"Eli has a boyfriend!" squealed Annie. But with her lisp, it sounded more like, "Ewi hwas a bowfwiend!" I rolled my eyes again.

Truth was my heart was pounding out of my chest and I felt as though I was about to swerve off of the road. I wanted desperately to turn around and just put on Mulan for the girls, but I needed to see Joe. I was as though meeting Joe would be the death of me, but not meeting him would be the death of me. It was hard to explain my emotions. The way I made him smile, his aloof, silly attitude, made me giddy. Plus the fact he was about the hottest person to ever walk on a pair of legs...

I took a deep breath and tried to concentrate on driving. My hands shook slightly at the wheel, my palms becoming sweaty with anticipation. The slid down the leather stitching to the bottom as I stopped at a red light. The Chicago traffic was particularly heavy for a Wednesday afternoon. The cars bunched up at a red light, pressing closer and closer to each other. It was if they needed to inch up on each other, like they were all late to important meetings. But I knew they were just impatient. There was no need to get on someone's tail if there's no place significant to be. I hope the asshole behind me could hear my thought too as he slowly moved closer and closer to me.