Chapter Two

I'm not a pilgrim

"So you're an actress?" asked Derrick as they were sitting around the table eating spaghetti for dinner, made by Jones with Derrick supervising.

"Well I am student at an arts school and I am studying opera, so the focus is more in the singing but acting is a part of it," she said.

"Can we get a performance?" asked Travis looking up from his spaghetti.

"I don't know. I do know I'll get you all tickets to the show, but I think if I sang here at home your neighbours might not like it," she said.

"Hey come on, you can't be that bad," said Derrick and Jones hit him.

"It's fine you'll be singing all day anyway at rehearsals," she said smiling.

"What made you audition for a show here anyway?" asked Travis.

"Well when you are into performing you kind of pick roles that you would do anything to pay. Mine are Mrs Lovetts from Sweeney Todd and Christine Daae from Phantom of the Opera. I heard about the auditions and decided to go for it."

"Well congratulations, I'm sure it is going to be amazing," said Jones holding up her wine glass. Everyone else held up their glasses and they clinked them together before going back to their dinner.

Light conversation was shared between them for the rest of dinner until the end when Jones and Derrick put the dishes in the sink and returned to the table.

"So who is up to going to a club tonight?" asked Derrick glancing at his watch to see what time it is.

"I am," said Jones.

"Sure," said Travis and everyone looked at Zelda.

"Uh, …I guess," she said hesitantly, "there is just a little problem."

"What?" asked Derrick.

"I don't really have any clothes suitable for going out to a club," she said.

"Oh please, come here let me help you," said Jones grabbing onto her friend and dragging her up the stairs and to her room. The guys looked at each other before going their separate ways to their rooms to get ready.

"You're a college girl and you don't have club clothes?" asked Jones.

"I've been to one club and I just wore shots and a nice jacket over a tank top, it really wasn't anything special," she said with a shrug as Jones opened up her closet doors and began to flip through things.

"Well, let's see what I can do. I think I have a dress for you, I've never seen you wear a dress," said Jones pulling out two dresses.

"You will see me one in the show."

"Yeah well those are costumes and period, these are modern and actual clothes," she said holding the two out to Zelda. She sighed and took the dresses and put the first one on. It was a strapless leather and mesh stripped dress that flared out at the waist and fell to mid-thigh.

"Okay, that one is good, stick with that, I'll wear the other one," said Jones as she quickly put on the other dress. They did a quick job on their make up and made their way downstairs where Travis was laying on the sofa waiting and Derrick was checking his hair in a mirror.

"Ready?" asked Jones as they walked down the stairs. Both males turned to look at the girls and Derrick walked over to them.

"Well, Zelda you look beautiful as always, and Jones, you clean up nicely," said Derrick with a smirk.

"Oh shut up," said Jones as she grabbed her clutch and headed out the door Derrick following. Travis rolled his eyes at the two and followed after the other two.

Once at the club they immediately made their way to the bar and took seats on the stools and ordered some martinis. They did another cheers and were talking about random people dancing. That's when Jones saw someone and left to go talk to her and Travis left to the bathroom. Zelda turned to Derrick and he finished off his martini before smiling at her.

"So what do you think of the loft?" he asked.

"It's amazing. Probably going to be one of my favourite places to live. I was just lucky you had the extra room," she said.

"Yeah sorry about Travis' art stuff if we didn't give him a room for it than it would have been all over the living room."

"No I love it. It's great work."

"So you're from Plymouth too?"

"Yep, Jones and I were inseparable all through high school. Then college separated us but we managed to keep in touch. And no, I am not a pilgrim, my family is originally from France."

"I see she told you about that little tease. Don't worry, I just love the reaction I get out Jones when I bug her about her hometown."

"Good," she said before taking a sip of her martini. That's when Travis came back and sat on his stool and finished off his martini in one go, and it was almost full.

"Whoa, you okay there buddy," Derrick asked.

"Ran into your ex, she would not stop with the questions," said Travis.

"Oh, ew, well that's someone to avoid this evening. But if you'll excuse me, I see my next target on the dance floor," he said before slinking away into the crowd. The two left sat there sipping on drinks, Travis got another martini, and watched the crowd.

"I can tell you aren't the dancing type," said Zelda looking over at Travis.

"Yeah, I need at least three more drinks for that," he said. She smiled and nodded.

"I hear you," she said.

"But don't you dance in musicals?"

"Yes, but that is choreographed by a professional so it looks decent, not a nervous hot mess that doesn't know how to dance in a club scene," she said.

"Right," he said.

After a few more drinks the two just talked the rest of the evening. Zelda heard many embarrassing stories about Jones and Derrick and learned how he got interested into art. They were in a conversation about past pets when Jones finally joined them again and said they were going to leave. Derrick met them outside and they made their way back to the loft, with all of them only being slightly tipsy.

They silently parted to their own rooms when they got to the loft and not a sound was heard as they nothing less than passed out.