6 - The answer to your problems
Monday turned out to be one of the worst days ever.
First, her alarm didn't went off, so she was late for work. Then, her car decided to simply die on her, so she had to take the bus. Which of course was never on time, and she was late for class too.
To add to her misery, she couldn't stop thinking about that tall blonde woman she had met over the weekend. She couldn't help but wonder if she was the person coming to her dreams. Or maybe it was that Jadeite guy? They were both blondes...
But there was just something about that Haruka girl that made her stomach jump inside her every time she remembered the blonde's deep voice, or her green shining eyes winking playfully at her.
Great, I'm getting obsessed again, she scolded herself. I'm not even sure I'll see her again! This is ridiculous!, she thought, entering the elevator all the way up to her flat.
But, being that day a very bad one, her luck was simply not going to change just because she was home now. Because the moment she entered her flat, and checked on her answering machine, she found not one, but three messages from her mother, asking her to go home.
And of course, her mother never actually asked. She demanded.
She returned the phone call, trying to explain to her mother why she couldn't make it home for at least a couple of weeks. And her excuses sounded real enough to make her mother understand. So, she was off the hook for a couple of weeks.
The rest of the week was an unpleasant journey down the hill.
Her car was still pretty much dead, and she was sure the fat, dirty looking man on the car shop was going to bleed her bank account dry. But she didn't really have a choice. She needed her car! Taking the bus every morning to go to work, and then to go to campus was killing her!
She was starting to really hate people! Sometimes she wondered if she was meant to live in society at all...
So when friday finally arrived, and her friend called her, inviting her to go out clubbing, she didn't even hesitate on accepting the invitation.
She wasn't really the dancing queen kind of girl. She never felt that comfortable around all those sweaty people dancing close to her. But her other option was staying home all night, watching some rerun of a movie she was sure she had already seen, eating junk food and drowning in her own misery.
So, party it was.
After the shower, she let her hair down to dry naturally, not really caring in which direction her curls decided to go this time. She had long ago given up on the attempts to dominate her own hair.
And it actually looked better when she didn't try at all. So, she just let it be.
She searched her wardrobe, wondering what should she wear. Nothing too fancy, that was for sure. Those places were never fancy. She finally decided to put on her jean miniskirt, that hanged low on her hips and reached her mid thighs, showing off her long legs. She put on her favorite high heeled leather boots, and then threw a white tank top on, with a nice, tight black shirt, tided right under her breasts.
"Nice enough" she said to herself.
And right after she said that, someone was calling at her door.
"Coming!" she yelled, making her way to the front door.
She opened it, to come face to face with the only blonde on this earth –and probably this entire universe, too- that had the ability to wear a paper bag, and still look hot.
"I swear, Minako, I hate you" she said to her friend, checking her up and down.
Her friend was a blonde, as tall as she was, with long, soft hair reaching her waist and dancing to her ever swinging hips, with big, beautiful baby blue eyes.
And, of course, the blonde also had a body to kill for.
Michiru wandered why her friend wasn't a super model... She sure dressed as one. Because, in Michiru's mind, the orange, tight, short dress her friend was wearing, was simply perfect. For her friend, of course.
"No, you don't" the blonde said, smiling at her "I'm your best friend in the world, remember?"
Michiru opened the door even more and stepped aside, letting the blonde enter her flat.
"Ok, I don't hate you" she admitted "But when you're making me feel like I'm nothing but a big, stupid balloon, I don't like you that much" she joked. Of course the part about her feeling like a balloon wasn't entirely a joke.
"Oh, please, don't start with that crap again" the blonde said, hopping on the couch "I mean, come on! You look hot, baby!" she exclaimed "You have great boobs, a really nice ass, and your legs go on forever! Not to mention, I totally envy your hair" she add, smiling innocently at her. But then she noticed her friend's clothing, and she nodded her head, approvingly "Loving the shirt! Where did you get it?"
"I don't look hot" Michiru corrected her "I look nice, there's a difference"
Minako shook her head at her, standing up again, hands on her hips.
"Michiru, I'm going to tell you something, and I want you to listen to me, ok?" she said, looking quite serious "Because I don't really want to have to repeat this tonight. Or ever again, considering I already did like, I don't know, then thousand times?" she asked, rhetorically "You are a beautiful woman!" she exclaimed, arms going up "You've always been one! Sure, maybe you did have a little over weight when we were in high school, but you were still beautiful. And you got rid of that little baby fat of yours, anyway, so stop acting like an embarrassed freaking whale already! Because, honey, you're not just beautiful. You are hot, got it?"
Michiru looked at her, not really wanting to go into this particular argument again "Are you done?" she asked, but when her friend growled at her, she smiled innocently "What can I say? Old habits die hard"
"You really need to work on your self esteem. And I know just the way to do that" the blonde said, smiling now, and grabbing her friend's purse, making her way to the door way "You need to get laid!"
The aquamarine haired girl let out a sigh, but smiled at her friend's words anyway "I have some shocking news for you" she said, following her friend and walking out of the apartment "Sex is not the magical solution to all your problems"
Minako shook her shoulders, looking innocently "Works for me!"
Michiru simply rolled her eyes at her, stepping into the elevator. Once on the streets, they decided to go and have some pizza before going to the club. One of Minako's latest conquests had promise to let her in, and the place was supposed to be nice.
By the time they got there, the line to get in was so long, that Michiru lost her interest almost immediately. She knew it was going to be crowdy in there...
"Do I have to go?" she asked, almost growling.
"Come on! We're suppose to have fun tonight, remember?" Minako insisted, walking up to the big guy on the door. "I promise it'll be great!"
"Name?" the guy asked, looking them up and down with as much interest as one would look a paper bag next to a trash can.
"Aino plus one" Minako answered, smiling sweetly.
The guy checked on his list, and then nodded his head, stepping aside and letting them in. Minako smiled again, beaming at him, and went right inside, dragging Michiru with her all the way.
The place was big. And dark. And full of people. And Michiru didn't like it. But she saw the happy smile on her friend's face, so she took a deep breath and decided to give the place, and herself, a chance.
But to do that, she needed alcohol.
"I'm going to the bar" she yelled to her friend.
"Lead the way!" Minako yelled back at her, and they made their way through the people and reached the bar. "Two tequilas!" Minako yelled to the barman.
"Tequila?" Michiru repeated "Are you trying to get me drunk?"
"No, I'm trying to make you loosen up a little!" the blonde answered "You are going to have fun tonight, got it?" she looked serious "Go and dance, pick someone out and play a little!"
Michiru rolled her eyes "I told you I'm not here looking for a one night stand" she said.
Again, the blonde smiled at her "You should!" but when Michiru simply stared at her, Minako let out a sigh "Come on! You need to relax a bit and just enjoy yourself! You don't have to sleep with anyone if you don't want to, just dance and have some fun! Ok?"
The bartender gave them their tequilas, and Minako raised her little glass to her friend, smiling "To us!"
Michiru smiled "To us" she toasted, before gulping the burning liquid.
"Now, excuse me, but I do want to get laid tonight, so I'm going to dance!" Minako announced, winking at her.
Michiru just laughed at her friend, and allowed her to drag her to the dance floor. Minako was right. She did need to loosen up a little.