Chapter 4

Pandora lied on her bed faced down in despair.

"I honestly do not know what to wear." she mumbled. She turned her head and looked at the clock, 4:30. She had time, no need to rush. Pandora got up and the to her closet. Boxes were scattered everywhere, she hadn't had time to unpacked everything. She went to the few dresses that were hanging. She liked a particular red dress and thought Nimrod would like it but she found it was to revealing.

"God, I have nothing to wear," she sighed to herself. She went through her boxes and found a nice black dress. She went to the mirror and held it up to herself. "This doesn't look that bad." She threw it on the bed and went through the closet found her favorite black heels. "These will look nice." She placed them next to the dress. She walked over to the bathroom and looked through her jewelry boxes. She found a black necklace with a silver heart. "Oh this is nice," she said with glee. Pandora got dressed quickly and went to the bathroom. She put on her make-up and went to the living room. "now I just got to wait" she said to herself. She sat on her couch and turned on the TV.

"Uncle Nimrod, where are you going," asked Philipa. She followed her Uncle upstairs.

"Well Philipa, I'm going out to meet someone," said Nimrod nervously. He tried to hurry upstairs so Philipa wouldn't ask anymore questions.

"OO, who is she?"

"She's a friend." He ran up the stairs.

"You want to be more than friends right?" she shouted up the stairs.

"Philipa, stop asking so many questions!" Nimrod shouted back. he ran to his room and closed the door. "Why does she ask so many questions," he sighed to himself. He needed to get ready and fast. He ran to his closet, faced with the same problem as before. He didn't know what to wear. He stood in denial, when suddenly there was a knock on his door.

"Sir, I have a suit, pressed and ready." said Mr. Groanin. Nimrod quickly let him in and closed the door behind him.

"Oh thank you, Groanin,"sighed Nimrod in relief. He grabbed the suit and threw it on. He quickly ran downstairs trying to avoid his sister.

"Oh little brother." Nimrod stopped in his tracks. God, why?

"Hello Layla, what do you want?"

"I want to meet this Pandora."

"No, no. Never, you will never meet her, ever." He smirked at his sister.

"Oh Nimrod please." She gave him a puppy dog look.

"Nuh-uh." NImrod walked away grabbing his keys. He was out the door before she say anything else. He jumped in his car and was off to the loft. He finally arrived and knocked on the door

Pandora immediately got up from the couch and ran to the door. She stopped and fixed her hair. She opened the door and smiled.

"Hey, Nimrod."

"Hello, you ready to go?"

"Um yea...let's go." Nimrod grabbed her hand and lead her to the car. He opened the door to the car for her.

"Thank you, such a gentleman," she said.

"You are quite welcome." He closed the door and went in on his side. He started the car and they were off.

"I thought I'd take you to a club. It's club PInn." He pulled into a driveway for the club. The Two got out and Nimrod handed the valet his keys. He held Pandora's hand as they walked into the club. There were flashing lights, music blasting, people dancing. Pandora immediately went to the dance floor. She dragged Nimrod with her.

"Nimrod let's dance," she shouted above the music. She starting moving and pulling Nimrod closer. He started dancing when his phone starting go off.

"Oh I'm so sorry, I let me just take this." He left Pandora in the middle of the dance floor.

"Hello?" Shouted Nimrod.

"Hey Uncle!" shouted Philipa,"You on your date?"

"Yes Philipa please I have to get back to Pandora." Suddenly Pandora appeared behind him.

"Nimrod, what are you doing?"

"Pandora I'm sorry it's my niece." He pointed to his phone.

"You have a niece?"

"Um...yes," Nimrod looked irritated at his phone,"Philipa please stop talking."

"What does she want?"

"She wants to meet you."

"Really?"

"Yes she does."

"Well them let me meet her." Nimrod looked at her confused.

"What?"

"I said, let me meet her." Pandora grabbed the phone.

"Hello Philipa, I can't wait to meet you." She hung up.

"What did you just do?" Nimrod looked even more confused.

"Let's go I want to meet her." She pulled Nimrod outside and went to the valet and grabbed the keys. "Drive." She handed him the keys.

"Alright." They got in the car and were off."I want to warn you about my family. My sister is home with my niece and nephew. They really want to meet you."

"Really? That's cool." They finally got to the house. It was pure white with an amazing black door.

"What a beautiful house." said Pandora.

"Why thank you. Let's go in," said Nimrod leading Pandora into the house. He opened the door with extreme displeasure. He never wanted Pandora to meet his family like this.

"We are home," he said loudly. He heard heavy footsteps approaching them.

"Good evening sir. Home early I see," greeted Mr. Groanin.

"Hello, I'm Pandora." Pandora held her hand out to shake Groanin's.

"Good evening Ms. Pandora. What a pleasure to meet you," said he reaching his hand to shake her's.

"What a beautiful house, Nimrod." Pandora walked around to look at the art on the walls, when suddenly she bumped into a short red-haired girl, about 14 years-old.

"oh Im so sorry." said Pandora.

"Oh it's alright," excused Philipa.

"You're Philipa. So nice to meet you." said Pandora.

"A pleasure to meet you,' said Philipa. Nimrod quickly rushed to Pandora's side.

"Pandora, this is my niece, Philipa."

"Hey Uncle Nimrod," greeted Philipa. "I'll go get mom and John, they'd love to me you, Pandora." She ran into the living room where everyone was seated. She grabbed her mother's hand and lead her to Pandora.

"Hi, I'm Layla," said Layla warmly.

"Hello," replied Pandora. She could feel Layla's eyes searching her for imperfection.

"Hello sis," Nimrod hugged his sister,"Stop staring at her you're making her uneasy." whispered Nimrod into his sister's ear. He let go of Layla giving her a serious look.

"Sp Pandora how did you meet my brother." asked Layla.

"Oh well, he went to the cafe outside of London a couple times and one day I decided to talk to him," replied Pandora politely, she wanted to make a good impression on Layla.

"How lovely,"said Layla coolly. "Oh John, come and meet Pandora. She's a friend of your Uncle's." she called to her son.

"Hello, I'm John," greeted the young boy. Pandora could tell that he wasn't open to sharing his uncle with her.

"Hello John, what kind of music do you like?" asked Pandora.

"I like rock," replied John.

"Have you ever heard of the Ramones?" she asked.

"Yes, I like their song Rock'n'Roll Highschool."

"I do too. It's one of of their most famous songs." said Pandora. She reached into her pursed and dug deep until she pulled out what looked like a black rag. She handed it to John.

"For you," she said. John took the rag and opened it up, it was a vintage Ramones t-shirt. His eyes widen with delight.

"Awesome," he said breathless.

"You're welcome," replied Pandora. Philipa flashed her a jealous look, so Pandora reached deep into her purse again.

"Philipa, do you like flowers?" asked Pandora.

"Yes, I do." she replied. Pandora reached into her purse and pulled out a narcissus flower. Philipa's jaw dropped, it was the most beautiful flower she ever saw.

"For you dear," said Pandora as she handed Philipa the delicate flower. "They grow in dark places."

"It's beautiful, thank you." said Philipa. Nimrod pulled Pandora close.

"Why are you giving them gifts?" he whispered to Pandora.

"So they like me," she whispered back.

"So Pandora, how long have you been in London?" asked Layla slyly.

"Just a couple months, I still haven't fully unpacked." Pandora leaned closer to Nimrod, Layla's questions made her uneasy.

"How'd you pull out this flower from your purse?" questioned Philipa.

"Well, let's just say it's magic."

"There is no such thing as magic," replied Philipa,"Uncle Nimrod said so himself."

"Well Uncle Nimrod doesn't know everything." Nimrod shot her a look. "What it's true, you don't know everything."

"I think I know more than you." said Nimrod a bit insulted. "I know there are no such things as witches."

"Are you saying you think I was lying." Pandora shot him a look of disapproval.

"Well there no witches." He stressed the NO when he said this.

"There are and I am part of them or at least I used to be." Pandora looked down in shame.

"You're a witch," said John in amazement. "Uncle Nimrod you." Nimrod stopped him before he could finish.

"I know what I said John and I stand by it. Pandora it's impossible that you could be a witch."

"Listen Nimrod, you don't know about every little magical creature that walks this earth, you don't know everything. You are just a djinn."

"And how do you know, Little Miss Witch?"

"I know because I'm not as lucky as you all and I've seen the darker side of magic." Pandora let go of Nimrod to face him fully."I've seen very dark things, and because of that very dark things have happened to me."

"I don't believe you. There are only djinn." said Nimrod.

"You know nothing of the real world Nimrod, if you did you wouldn't be so happy and pompous." Pandora stormed out of the house. She walked aimlessly hoping to get away from Nimrod as far away as possible. "The last thing I need right now, some guy who thinks I'm a total loon." She walked and walked and had no idea where she was going.

"Nice one Nimrod," said his sister. "Now you'll never get her back." She turned very disappointed in her brother.

"What there are no such things a witches." stated Nimrod. "We both know this."

"We don't know everything, Nimrod. We could be wrong." she replied back.

"She could be a witch, Uncle Nimrod, maybe." said Philipa hoping Pandora would come back. Her Uncle needed someone to be with. She was perfect for him.