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Two words
Chapter 4
I felt better in the morning, not 100% mind you but somewhat better. My jaw was still sore. The dentist said it would remain so for a day or so. Dentists are unusual creatures, inflicting hideous pain on you one moment and smiling and acting nice the next. It took all the willpower I had not to stick a pair of scissors in his leg.
The first part of the morning went as normal. I bantered with Vega, a bit. I walked up behind her and startled her. That was my payback for her ignoring me. I hate it when she ignores me.
I then sort of apologized for being a gank last night. I could see her eyes light up when I did it. I had made her happy and I found myself liking it a lot.
But I also reminded her that we are not friends. Just as I said that the beautiful sparkle in her eyes went away. I silently cursed myself for doing so.
I decided to remove myself before I did anything goofy. She always makes me feel goofy, and warm and special. But it's no fucking good if I can't have her.
I didn't get back to my locker until the end of 4th period just before lunch. I had half hoped there would be another note from her. My mysterious female admirer.
I opened my locker and my heart swelled as I saw a second little slip of paper. I picked it up.
Like before it was on pink paper and smelled of that wonderful perfume. Again the message was only two words.
"You're Amazing"
I had a totally girly moment and just held the little slip of paper against my chest as a huge smile came across my face.
This person is almost as bad as Vega making me feel this way. I wanted to know who this person was; it was now starting to really get to me.
I was due at lunch in a moment and I just didn't want to show anything. I had to think this through and decide what if anything I could do next.
I slipped the note carefully into my bag and closed my eyes for 10 seconds to calm down and relax. I just used my acting skills to show nothing, no emotion. If anyone even suspected I was in such a happy ecstatic mood I'd get a million and one questions.
All of them from Vega. Wonderful, annoying, beautiful and utterly frustrating Tori Vega.
She came to the table, with her normal bright smile. Just seeing that smile almost made me crack. I tried not to react and simply said "Vega"
Lunch went as normal, I didn't say a whole lot and just keep my feelings stuffed deep inside of me.
Lunch ended and Tori left the table with Andre. I couldn't help but find myself watching her as I she walked away. I hate it when she walks away.
Two Words, that keeps coming back to my why just two words?
I spent a lot of time during the afternoon thinking about it. Just running through my mind the reasons for only writing two words.
A couple of things came to mind. The girl is testing the waters to see my reaction. The girl is just horribly shy. The girl just isn't good with words and wants to keep it simple. It could be something totally else and I'm just not seeing it.
There is this somewhat expensive perfume store downtown. I heard once the guy who owns the place can smell a perfume and tell you what brand it is. I figured if I could find out what kind of perfume she is using and then that will help me get to the bottom of this.
I stopped at home and got the other little slip off my bulletin board and headed back out. The traffic was shitty so it took me about 45 minutes to get there. It was an upscale store on a busy street and I felt a bit underdressed going in there but that wasn't going to stop me.
I walked up to the counter trying to ignore the looks I was getting by some of the well-dressed ladies in their Jimmy Choo shoes and Louis Vuitton Dresses shopping there. No Jimmy Choo's for me, just US standard Army Issue combat boots and a black leather biker jacket. I was getting the "what is she doing here look". I was used to it and found that one good icy stare usually made them quickly depart. After a few minute of looking a young well-dressed man came up to me.
"Good afternoon Miss. My name is Kevin. How can I help you" his demeanor was friendly and disarming. I was a bit surprised at his niceness considering I wasn't the exact clientele they are accustomed to.
I smiled at the man. "Yes, you can. I have two strips of paper with a perfume on it and I really want to know what kind it is. I heard your owner can do such a thing. "
He smiled. "Our owner Mr. Thomas can do so"
"Would he mind?"
His smile widened. "He actually enjoys a challenge of such a nature. I'll get him. "
He departed and a minute later an older well-dressed rotund man with white hair came up to me.
"Hello Miss, I'm Mr. Thomas. I hear you have a challenge for me."
I smiled and pulled out the strips. "An admirer sent me these two notes. I would really like to know what brand of perfume they used."
"May I see them please?"
I handed him the strips and he held each one up to his nose and closed his eyes.
He held on to them and stood there with his eyes closed for several seconds. He put a single finger on his chin and seemed to think for a moment.
He walked behind the counter and sniffed several bottles while keeping referring back to the strips.
"Not a US brand, European, Italian." He said with a toothy smile.
He smelled the notes again and put them back down.
"Wait right here"
He went into the back and returned with a small bottle. It was blue and kind of shaped like a triangle. "Try this" he said with a somewhat smug look on his face.
I took the bottle and sprayed a bit on my wrist and smelled it.
My smiled widened as I realized that was it. "That's amazing"
He blushed slightly "It's a brand not sold in the US, it is a Italian brand called Desiderare which means Desire in Italian. We do not normally carry this in stock. We can special order this if you like; we do have several clients that do from time to time. We only have this tester on hand however."
"How much is it?"
"It retails here for $110 dollars an half an ounce, we sell about 1 or 2 bottles a year."
"Have any been ordered recently"
He frowned. "I cannot divulge the names of our clients but I can tell you no one has ordered this in the last 6 months. Would you like to order some yourself?"
I smiled "No thanks, but thank you very much for your help."
He looked slightly disappointed but smiled anyway. "Your welcome Miss, if you need to order some please let us know."
I felt somewhat satisfied now that I knew the name of the scent of the perfume my mysterious admirer used. On my drive home I found myself wondering why they used that brand. Did they just pick it to be exotic? One possibility is that they picked it as I may recognize the one they normally use?
I knew if that If I found that bottle than I found my girl. I decided I would print out a picture of the bottle from the internet so I would know its color, size, shape and label on sight. She could try to remain anonymous as long as she liked, I was going to find her.
It was nearing sunset when I got out of the store so I decided to drive down to the beach and watch the sunset. I found it to be relaxing and helped me think sometimes.
I got to the beach a few minutes before sunset, it was largely deserted except for a surfer trying to catch a few waves before the day ended. I got out of the car, walked down to the beach and sat in the sand.
As the sun dipped into the horizon it light up the sky with orange glow which I never fail to find beautiful. I sat there quietly watching the sun set and listening to the ocean roar.
I came here to this beach a couple of times a month just to watch the sun set. I'm not a sun person. My pale skin makes that obvious but something about a sunset, especially one at sea that is always stunning.
No two are ever the same, like snow flakes, one can never get tired of them.
As I sat there, I couldn't help but feel conflicted. My curiosity and desire to meet this mystery woman and Vega. I knew it wouldn't be long before she invaded my thoughts. I wanted her, but I hated her for making me want her because I couldn't have her.
Now thoughts of her are making me actually feel guilty about going after this mysterious woman.
"Dam you Vega!" I cursed out loud in the direction of the ocean.
"Dam you for making me fall for you!" I yelled even louder.
"I hope you know you have some competition, take that Vega!"
I sat there for a few more moments and decided to start back home deciding to stop at Nozu for some take out.
I had gotten there and was waiting for my food to get ready when I see a certain person here. Lo and behold who is there the devil herself, Tori Vega. She was sitting with Andre eating. I hate it when she is with other people.
I had just grabbed my food when they noticed me and waved. I wasn't in the mood to deal with her.
"Come and sit with us" They said in unison.
I remembered I didn't want Tori to know what I was thinking so I rather diplomatically said "Sorry Guys' I have some homework I need to finish" and quickly excused myself.
I finally got home and the first thing I did was to put the two notes on my bulletin board. I smiled looking at them. "At least you like me."
"Two words" I said to myself as I sat there. "I can play at that game as well"
An idea formed in my head and I pulled out a small scrap of paper myself.
I wrote on it two words. "Perfect, lets toss the ball into your court and see how you play it"
I then found a nice color picture of the bottle of perfume my admirer uses, printed it out and left it on my desk.
Finishing all of that, I worked on some homework for a while and decided to relax with a horror movie. This time I decided to go with the classic 1979's Alien. You simply can't go wrong with that choice.
Of course as I slept that night, my dreams once again formed around an all to familiar Latina Girl I know.
It appears that Jade is starting to Zero in on her mysterious admirer a bit. Poor Tori, it appears she is now in competition with herself for Jade's heart.
