"Why not?" Eirný asked him. Steven gave her an annoyed look. "Let's see, I meet her by chance in some cave-"
"Wait you two meet in a cave? Scandalous!" Eirný cheered. Steven glared at her. "That's not the point! Nothing even happened either! As I was saying, we met in a cave, in which nothing happened, and we came to the city together. I just met her and you already want me to ask her out! Hardly, I wouldn't even have the guts to ask her any way, I'd rather know her a bit more before even think about asking her that" he explained. Eirný shook her head. "Silly, silly boy." With that she took off to her own bedroom. Steven looked at the clock. Ten fifteen, boy time sure does fly. Steven walked up to his own room and collapsed on the chair. At least this time he made it to the chair and not the end table. He sighed, Eirný was right, he did like her.
At around midnight Nuria woke up for the third time that night. She groaned. Why was it that one of the best nights to get sleep…she couldn't? Nuria sat up, and looked around to find her clock. "Clock….clock…where did stupid annoying alarm maker clock go?" she said to herself. She looked around until she saw blaring red numbers saying it was midnight. Nuria flopped back down on the bed trying to find a comfortable position. Then her stomach growled. "Great." She muttered. A moment passed and then she kicked off the covers and stumbled to her feet. She outstretched her arms in case anything was in front of her. When she reached the door she felt around for the door handle. She opened the door once she found it. The hall was pitch black, Nuria took a few steps forward then stumbled down a few stairs before finding the railing.
"Darn stairs don't work right" she muttered.
She walked into a room and turned on the light. The kitchen, she'd finally made it. She walked over to the fridge and opened it. "Hmm….frozen chicken….mm edible but unappealing…frozen apples…hmm might lose a tooth with that…hmm…human arm? Or is that bread? Grrr there's nothing here" she sighed as the fridge door closed. She turned around running straight into something, at which she squeaked.
"So not only do you give me a headache, you have to screech in my ear" the voice said.
"Well that's what you get for sneaking up on me for the second time, couldn't sleep Steven?" She asked. Steven shook his head. "No I couldn't, I'm going over to the hospital tomorrow, they agreed to let me see the records" He said. "That's good news, bet ya can't wait to get there" she said. "Well that's obviously the reason why I'm...oh I don't know awake instead of asleep like I should be" Nuria shook her head" all right all right I know I'm stating the obvious...its late and night and there's nothing edible… so...stating the obvious makes up for it!" Steven shook his head. "No it doesn't, making pancakes does" He grinned. "It's too early for pancakes" She said. "But it's the perfect time to raid the fridge?" "Exactly". Steven shook his head. "Go back to bed Steven your gonna need a lot of attention span to get through all those files, unfortunately lack of sleep doesn't help that" Nuria said, settling for the frozen chicken in the fridge. "I know, I know" He sighed. "DO you have anything that can help get me to sleep?"
"Well you could always try milk and honey mixed, tastes pretty good" she said taking out some milk from the fridge and taking the honey out from the cabinet. She first poured the honey into a small tiny bowl and set it in the microwave. Thirty seconds later she took out the now melted honey and put the milk into a slightly bigger cup warming it, taking it out, again thirty seconds later, poured them into a cup and stirred. Steven just sat at one of the chairs by the counter.
Nuria took out the spoon and slid the class over to him, not spilling a drop. "Don't forget my tip" she joked. Steven smirked taking the glass in hand and walking back up the stairs.
Steven walked down the side walk, head bowed low, so he could only see the side walk, his feet, and those of others around him. Today's the day he would go to the hospital, in search of his siblings. Hope filled him, but also doubt of never really seeing what's left of his family.
"NURIA!" 'Don't wake up...ignore the tiny voice…ignore it…don't no, no, NO!'
"WHAT?" she cried in an annoyed tired voice. Footsteps came pounding up the stairs.
'Why…why did she have to get up so early' Nuria opened one eye. 'Okay noon isn't so early'
The door slammed open making Nuria hide in the covers. The covers were thrown off making Nuria shiver, and thank heaven she was in PJ pants and a random shirt instead of her over sized shirt. "I need you to get something for me"
"Can't you do it yourself? I'm kinda busy here"
"Doing what?"
"Sleeping"
"that's not being busy its being lazy, get off your butt and help me!"
"Why can't you do it yourself?"
"Because I'm going to be working"
"You suddenly have a Job? How old are you anyway?" Nuria asked.
"Well is not all of a sudden, I've had to wait a while for this job, and as to your question I'm 27" she answered
"And what is this, so called job?"
" A book store that right now should be very crowded with people waiting for me to open" Eirný grabbed Nuria's hand hoisting her so that she was sitting up. Nuria sighed annoyed.
"What do you want me to get?" Eirný hugged her squealing making Nuria cringe.
"Well the fridge is empty, so we need more food, just choose anything I don't care it's your week!" She said as she let go. "My week?" she questioned if this would be dangerous or not.
"Yeah your week, you get to choose all the food we eat until well we run out, then its Stevens turn" Nuria still looked confused. "Okay, let's say you picked… Chinese foods or at least the ingredients needed for Chinese then we'd have to eat that for a while right? Right. So once all that's been used, then its Stevens turn to pick it out, it's a little agreement I thought would work, so we wouldn't bicker over food" She explained. "Smart idea, so...i just go shopping basically"
"Basically"
"Fine" she sighed.
"Great! See ya later!" and with that Eirný took off out the room, footsteps clomping down the stairs. Nuria sighed, tossing some of her black bed head hair out of her face. She stood up stumbling out of her bed, face planting into the closet door. "So not prepared for this" she muttered peeling herself off the wall.
Trees bent and swayed slightly as Nuria walked the path of the city. The air was cold and harsh, making her long hair feel frozen, blue shirt blowing every which way except up, and her feet bare. 'Ooh why'd I have to go hippy style today?' she turned right, almost running into a pair of boys. One had dusty blonde hair, green eyes and pale skin; the other had dark black hair, brown eyes and a dark tan. They ran around Nuria shouting back "watch where you're going hobo!" Nuria spun around to give that twerp a piece of her mind. But they were already across the busy street. "Brats" she muttered continuing her pace. Nuria kept her eyes focused on the ground concentrating on getting to the store instead of how cold her feet were. When she looked up she found herself staring down a spiraling staircase. 'Hmm…walk down...or take the rail?' she felt the rail; it was sturdy enough, considering her weight. She sat herself down on the rail and gave herself a slight push. She went flying down immediately, it was almost like someone had polished it, making it seem more like a spiraling rollercoaster ride then just sliding down the stairs. Nuria couldn't help herself; she whooped and screamed with excitement.
It only took a few minutes to reach the ending. She stopped at the bar and jumped down wobbling a bit. The room was cold and damp, reeked of mold, but it didn't bug her too much. Nuria looked straight ahead and saw a wooden door. 'Should I open it? Will I find some dead guy there? Poetry books? Gothic wedding dress?' she pondered all of this while stepping to the door. The Handle was made of metal, cold and partially wet. Nuria pushed on it slightly and the door just opened wide.
This was not what she expected at all. Neither dead bodies nor a gothic wedding dress. "Oh…my…gosh…"