Chapter 2: Shopping for the Organization XIII
At seven in the morning, the sound of my cell phone ringing woke both me and Xemnas up and I reached out to grab my phone to answer it. I flipped the phone open and pressed it to my ear so I could hear the person who wanted to talk. It was my friend Cheryl but what was she doing up so early? Did she know what time it was? I croaked a hello and she began chatting excitedly.
"So Shelby," she chirped happily, "can I come over and meet the organization? Your mom told me that they came over via Facebook. Please."
I resisted the urge to throw my phone out the window and said, "Fine, two hours, okay? You can come over at nine-thirty because it's still fucking dark out. Go back to sleep, Cheryl."
My tone must have been strict because she surrendered and said, "Okay, okay, I'll be here at nine-thirty. Bye, love you."
"Love you too," I mumbled, closing my phone to end the conversation.
I turned to Xemnas, who was barely awake, and said, "Xemnas, my friend is coming over in a few hours. Behave or else I'll make you watch all the Twilight movies in one sitting."
"I'll be nice," he mumbled, turning over on his side to fall asleep again.
"Good," I mumbled, snuggling into Xemnas as I fell asleep again.
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The sunlight pouring through my closed blinds woke me up and I knew it was nine o clock. I pushed the covers back and stood on the carpeted floor to get dressed. After peeling my nightgown off, I pulled on a white shirt and denim jeans and ran a brush through my tangled mess called hair before I landed stomach first on my bed to wake sleeping Xemnas up.
Xemnas looked so handsome with the sunlight shining on his tanned skin and his lean muscular body looked very flawless to me. His silver long hair spread out over my lavender pillow and a half smile was on his face. I smiled as I stroked his cheek with a gentle hand and he opened his eyes and stroked my hair in return. The two of us shared a look only we could understand because we had grown to love each other so much.
"You need to wake up, Xemnas," I said gently. "My friend will be over soon and she'll be excited to meet you."
With a nod, Xemnas pulled back the covers to reveal that he was only wearing sleep pants and it was enough to make me flush as red as Axel's hair. He gave me a knowing smirk before taking the brush from my hand to smooth out the tangles in his ash-colored hair and he was about to head out to the bathroom but I threw his shirt at him and he caught it with mild surprise in his eyes.
"If you walk out half-naked," I said a little strictly, "my mom will have a heart attack so put a shirt on before heading out."
Xemnas only smirked, pulled the shirt on, and walked out of my room to use the bathroom. I lifted my arm and sniffed my armpit to discover I needed a shower. Maybe I could take one before Cheryl got here so I grabbed two towels and trekked to the bathroom. When I walked in, I saw Xemnas brushing his teeth so I pushed past him and pointed to the open door which meant leave. He nodded and walked out, shutting the door behind him.
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After towel-drying my hair, I padded to my room and pulled out a new pair of underwear and bra. Seeing as Xemnas wasn't in my room, I dried off quickly and pulled my clothes on as fast as possible before going downstairs to eat some breakfast. When I walked downstairs, I noticed that Mom and John were both missing until I read a note from both of them on the fridge that told me they were at work for a while. Shrugging, I opened the fridge door and pulled out a carton of milk so I could make some cereal for myself.
I noticed that Axel, Roxas, and Demyx were on the couch watching a rerun of the show Friends and they seemed totally absorbed in it that they didn't even see me in the kitchen. Axel seemed to be taking mental noted on how to get a woman from Joey Tribbiani, starting with the "how you doin'" line. I chuckled as Axel practiced saying to the two boys next to him and they only laughed at him. Honestly, if Axel used that on a girl, he'd probably get slapped to oblivion.
"Morning, sunshine," murmured Xemnas's voice from over my shoulder.
When I looked back I saw Xemnas smiling at me lovingly and I gave him a kiss before sitting down at the table to enjoy my meal. Xemnas sat down with me and watched me eat some before he turned his attention to the Friends episode. The sound of the doorbell ringing caused both of us to look over to the door. I stood from the table, leaving my bowl abandoned, and walked over to the door to see who was there. To my surprise and irritation, Cheryl was standing on the porch with a grin on her face.
I pulled the door open and she walked in with a huge grin on her face. Next to her was her boyfriend Christopher and he wore dark clothes and a giant grin on his face. I balled my fists up and clenched my jaw together as I stared at them irately.
"Cheryl," I said testily, "you were supposed to call me first! Why didn't call?"
She grinned at me impishly. "Sorry, Shell," she said, "but I couldn't help it. I was too excited to wait for permission. Is this Xemnas?" She peered over my shoulder to look at my boyfriend, who stood with me and stared at curiously, and waved cutely.
"Hi there," she said, "I'm Cheryl, Shelby's BFF. Come here, we need to talk." She grabbed Xemnas by the arm and walked away from us a few paces.
I turned my attention to Chris, who looked equally as baffled as me. "So Chris," I said kindly, "how has summer been for you?"
"Ah, it's been okay," he answered with a smile. "Cher and I have been going out on dates and such. We're glad that you're happy. A few days ago, you looked so emo."
"Yeah," I chuckled in agreement, looking over at Xemnas and Cheryl, who were in a deep conversation.
Xemnas looked mildly surprised as Cheryl spoke to him with a wagging finger. I caught some parts of their conversation:
"Xemnas, you better treat my friend good or I'll tie you to a train track and watch you die."
Her threat seemed to hit Xemnas because he nodded steadily. "Yes, Cheryl, ma'am," he answered, saluting slightly. "I will treat her with the utmost love and respect."
"Good," said Cheryl sternly, "you are safe to love my friend. You're free to go."
Xemnas walked back to me and wrapped an arm around my waist as he gave me a smile.
"Your friend is very protective," he whispered in my ear in a mockingly frightened tone.
"Yes she is, isn't she?" I flirted, smiling as he pressed his nose up against my temples.
"How cute!" squealed Cheryl as she held onto her boyfriend.
To change the subject, I said, "Okay, organization, we need to go shopping for you—the most dangerous mission ever."
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We drove over to Walmart and Target and spent about five hundred dollars on dark clothes and nightclothes. Girls stared at the companions with us with desire in their eyes but they remained at distance because of the dangerous looks that Cheryl and I had in our eyes. Xemnas and I held hands as we went looking for some new DVDs to watch. We found some Disney movies and some good action movies that we both agreed on. Xemnas wanted one of those gory, scary movies like Sweeny Todd but I objected and pulled out some other movies.
"Let's go, Xemnas," I said, taking his hand, "we need to pay for all your clothes and movies."
"Okay, baby," he said, wrapping and arm around my waist as we walked to the check-out counter.
Since my mom and John made good money, we were able to pay for the clothes and stuff without problem. My allowance was a thousand dollars but I spent it carefully. One time, my little sister broke a window from playing some ball with the neighborhood kids so I used my money to get it replaced before my mom and John found out. I told them it was my fault and saved my sister from getting grounded. Mom told me later on that Marissa confessed that she broke the window. Anyway, the cashier looked totally shell-shocked about helping out all thirteen of the organization, Cheryl, and I.
"Thanks for helping us," I said, giving her the money and taking the bags.
As we walked out into the parking lot, Cheryl and I got into a mini argument about how the organization would fit in my car with all the bags.
"My Camaro won't fit them all," she argued. "If we're lucky, Roxas and Xion will."
"Take the bags at least," I said testily, giving her all the bags. "I need all the room in the car."
"Okay, fine," said Cheryl, accepting the bags and walking to her car. "I'll see you at home."
I let out a frustrated yell as I sat in the driver's seat and reversed out of our spot. All the organization remained silent because they knew how I could get when I was angry. As we drove, Demyx reached out and turned the radio on. It was the country but I didn't care because I was worn out.
Oh, the joys of shopping—I was never doing it again.
A/N: Sorry for the late update! I've been busy! I hope you all enjoy this! Read and review!