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The Neopian Times Week 12 > Continuing Series > Uptown Gelert: Part Two

Uptown Gelert: Part Two

by shelleylow

Two nights later Jazz was back at Kalaia’s. She had Neomailed him again, telling him to come again. He had been waiting for her answer, yet at the same time, he was dreading what it might turn out to be. She emerged from her room, her brown eyes glistening wetly with tears.

"Oh, Jazz, I just had to tell you in person, she…she won’t let me see you."

This was exactly the answer he had been dreading. "What exactly did she say, Kal?"

"She said that I should know better than to try to run with a…a pet like you. She called you a common, poor pet, and that us of the upper class shouldn’t mingle with you lot or something like that. Then she started telling me about how long she had researched pedigrees to find a perfect example of the Gelert species (me) and all her hard work would go down the drain if I went with you, poor breeding, or something. And… and… oh, Jazz," and here she burst into tears again, "she’s betrothed me to another Gelert."

Jazz felt his hopes slowly and painfully begin to vanish. "Is there any way to make her change her mind?" Kalaia shook her head miserably. "Tried. I just got another lecture. And... oh, Jazz, I’m so torn. I do love you, but I love her too, despite…despite everything. It’s just the way Gelerts were made, I guess, to be loyal and true…"

Jazz sighed sadly. "Then I guess you’ll just have to listen to your owner. Have you met that other Gelert before?"

Kalaia wrinkled her nose. "Yes, he’s called Rexon. ‘The finest qualities of breeding’ he has, according to my owner, but he’s so proud! The way he struts around, showing off his things as if he did anything to deserve a rich owner, or to be painted Golden, like me… I don’t want to go with him, even if we do have perfect pups."

"Well, if he’s rich, then he’ll take good care of you. That’s all I care about." Jazz gently touched her nose with his own. "Good-bye, Kal, have a good life." He jumped down and away again, with a much heavier heart. Kalaia remained where she was on the balcony for a very long time, even after his silhouette had melted into darkness, making no effort to stop the tears that were trickling down her long face and staining her gleaming fur.

***

"Jazz, what’s wrong with you? You haven’t touched your breakfast."

"Huh? Oh, right."

Jazz began slowly to eat his Lamb Broth, brought home hot and freshly made from the Soup Kitchen. It was his favourite, with its creamy texture and delicious chunks of meat, but today it tasted bland and devoid of flavour, for some reason. Oh, yes. Kalaia would never be his, now.

Once he’d finished he crossed the little dining room, intending to go the tiny bedroom he shared with the other two --and was immediately stopped by Tara.

"All right, what’s the problem with you?"

"Nothing. I swear!"

"You wouldn’t be acting so weirdly if there wasn’t a problem. Now, what is it?"

Jazz realised there was no getting round it, so he told Tara everything. But when he’d finished, there was no ‘I told you so,’ she just looked at him sympathetically and patted his head.

There was no more to be said.

***

A week later, it was raining. Tara had taken Hyper to the Baby Pets’ Daycare Centre; he had been really living up to his name that morning, practically bouncing off the furniture. Jazz was all by himself at home.

He sat gazing out the window at the great sheets of rain pouring from the clouds and listening to the thunder, no more than a distant rumble. He had gotten over Kalaia. True, there was still a dull ache in his chest when he thought of her, and he did have a tendency to go quiet when he saw a NeoPet couple go strolling by in the park, paw in paw, talking and laughing together, but it was better now than a week ago. In his heart he still yearned for her, but he had comforted himself with the fact that Rexon would take good care of her.

To be continued...

Previous Episodes

Uptown Gelert: Part One

Uptown Gelert: Part Three

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