OMFG I FORGOT TO POST THIS BEFORE CHAPTER FOUR AND FIVE! EEK!
Amy yawned as she stepped out of her bed the morning of the twenty-third of June. For a moment, she sat blindly at the edge of it. Light from the window shone straight through the white linen curtains, causing the green walls of the room to shine. But after a moment, she realized something.
With a shout of joy, she jumped up and ran into the neighboring blue bedroom.
In the corner was a bed piled high with comforters, pillows, and a couple of books. A mess of curly blonde hair stuck out of the top of the covers, with the blankets rising and falling ever so lightly.
"Genni," Amy said, shaking her friend. "Wake up! I need to talk to you!"
"Huh?" Genni murmured, coming to. "Amy, if no one's dead, I'd rather not get up."
"Dan died in a karate accident," Amy said.
Although it was an obvious lie, Genni still lifted her head out of the pillows and said, "Okay, fine. What's up?"
Amy started talking as Genni got up and started to pull a comb through her bed hair.
"Mrs. Jen called me last night after you fell asleep and told me that she had an assignment for me! And I get to meet the clients today. I need your help about what to do!" Amy told Genni excitedly.
Genni grinned and hugged her friend. "Amy, this is awesome! It took me forever to get an assignment! Well, first, go take a shower."
Amy scoffed and then sniffed her arm. "Excuse me?"
Her friend just rolled her eyes. "I'm not saying you smell or anything, but you need to look nice for the client. Just do your hair and scrub the dirt out from your nails from capture the flag yesterday."
With a dramatic sigh, Amy got up and said, "Okay. But then I need actual help!"
Genni laughed.
As soon as she was done with her shower, she was back sitting next to Genni in their small sunflower yellow kitchen.
"Okay, so what do I say?" she asked.
Genni paused, sipped her orange juice, and then said, "Just make them like you. A lot of the people who go through Mrs. Jen's academy have their own aura about them. From what I can tell, people seem to find me friendly and talkative. But not annoying, thank God."
Amy nodded, thinking. "But what if they're jerks?"
Her friend grinned – a bit evilly in fact. "Schmooze them, and then as soon as the assignment's over, Tae Kwon Do the heck out of them in a back alley wearing my ski mask."
"Genni!" Amy gasped, laughing.
"I'm kidding, I'm kidding. Sorry, but you kind of have to deal with it," Genni told her. "Now go get ready!"
Amy got up and walked into her room, which was only steps away in their small, pastel colored apartment.
She shifted through her closet until she found her light green tee shirt.
Quickly she dressed and put on her light blue jean shorts and black sneakers.
"Amy, can I come in?" Genni called from the doorway.
She looked in the mirror and then said, "Yeah!"
Genni gave her outfit a nod and said, "Perfect!"
Amy smiled and said, "I just hope that my client doesn't turn out to be some rich stuck-up jerk."
Suddenly, her watch beeped. "Um, I have to go Genni! Are you going to come with me, or what?"
Her friend pretended to think and then said, "Of course I'm coming!"
Amy grinned as they walked out the door. It was already hot out, nearly eighty degrees at only eight in the morning.
"Whoo! It's going to be hot today!" Genni exclaimed, fanning herself with her hand.
"Ugh, I know," Amy groaned, getting into the passenger side door of their shared Subaru Legacy.
"I love this car," Genni said, sitting down in the driver's side. "See, you're rich and you're not a jerk! I hope the client is like that too, for your sake. And remind me again, why are we living in an apartment when you could be living any where you want to?"
Amy laughed and said, "I like our little apartment! It has…character." She looked up at the small brick building, one of the only of its kind in flashy LA. There were four different people besides Genni and her living in the other floors, all of whom were very nice.
Out behind it was a small beach, which was usually too overgrown with plants to actually enjoy. But they had a balcony with white metal handlebars that Amy loved, and the windows that the house had were tall and had a nice view.
"Yep, character! You know, I've been thinking. I want to start calling the car Ryan," Genni mused, starting to drive down the road.
"Ryan?" Amy asked, laughing.
"Yes, Ryan! I don't like referring to our car as 'the car'. He deserves a name!" Genni exclaimed, giving the car a pat on its dash board. "Do you like your new name, Ryan?"
Amy laughed as the car revved up the hill they were going.
"I'll take that as a yes!" Genni laughed, smiling.
~lovelovelove~
Diana fidgeted with her purse strap while she and Ian waited outside near the track of Mrs. Jen's academy.
"Do you think she's here yet?" Diana complained, fanning herself. "It's like, a zillion degrees out here, hon'!"
Ian rolled his eyes. "I'm sure of it. Mrs. Jen told us just five minutes ago that she would be out in a few minutes. I think she'll be out soon enough."
"Well, so far she isn't living up to her job!" Diana snapped, attempting to pat down her frizzing hair.
Ian sighed. "Diana, love, don't you think you're a bit over dressed?"
"Of course not!" Diana said, looking down at her short pink mini skirt and sparkly silver tank top. "I think I should be able to show this girl that we're of upper class."
For a second, Ian felt the breath leave his body. For one inexplicable second, his fiancé had sounded just like….Isabel.
"Of-of course," he stuttered, surprising himself.
Diana, too, looked surprised. "Babe, are you okay?"
Ian nodded, trying not to feel sick. "I'm fine."
"Hello!" someone said from behind them.
The couple turned around and saw Mrs. Jen standing there. "Amy will be out momentarily, alright? I'm quite sorry for the long wait, but I was just giving her a few last minute tips. She was one of the top in her class, but this is her first assignment."
Ian felt a pang at the mention of the name Amy. Even just hearing the name made him feel nostalgic.
"Honestly, are you okay, Ian?" Diana asked. "You look like you're about to be sick."
"I'm fine, really." Ian looked away from Diana and at the ground. "I'm perfectly fine. I'm just going to go make a phone call, okay? I'll be back in a minute."
"Okay, but don't be long!" Diana called.
Ian walked along the edge of the track, just thinking.
Okay, so the flower shipment will be here tomorrow. And then we go cake tasting tomorrow with the new chauffeur and later, the tailor will be at the house for her dress fitting and to change the arm length on my tuxedo. And then-
Ian shook his head and muttered to himself, "I'm overloading myself. My head is going to explode."
Suddenly, his phone buzzed. It was a text from Diana.
She's ready to meet you!
He shoved his phone back into his back pocket and turned around.
The girls were talking animatedly to each other, both laughing. Diana was facing Ian while the other girl had her back to him. She had long auburn hair that was tied up in a pony tail, and was wearing jean shorts and a green shirt. Next to her was a curly haired blonde girl, wearing a blue shirt and black shorts.
Ian laughed to himself. Diana was most certainly going to change their uniforms, most likely to some god awful dress.
"Oh, Amy, Genni, this is my fiancé, Ian."
Ian stepped back, slightly startled. Genni had been the name of Amy's best friend. At the sound of his name, the girls stiffened, but turned around.
For a moment, they all looked at each other, mouths gaping in shock. The blonde widened her eyes and frowned, then looked at the other girl as though looking for some sign of approval. The auburn haired one had a small nose and large, jade eyes. She gave an almost inaudible gasp of shock and said, "My-my name is Amy."
Ian would know that face anywhere, without her saying it. And he knew that she knew his just as well.
She gulped and repeated, "Amy. Amy Cahill."
Ian put out a hand and said, "Ian. Kabra."
Before he had time to move, her eyes rolled back, and she collapsed in a heap on the ground.
I'm soooo sorry if anyone was confused!
~Dani