Mist

"Sometimes the greatest things in life, are better forgotten."

Chapter Seven: Drama, Rikki - Zane - Miriam - Cleo

After three days in hospital, the doctors said I had made a huge recovery and I was free to go. Dr Peters said he had no idea why I had healed so quickly, they had thought my amnesia wouldn't have healed at all. Then he had gone back to making out with his hot-shot of a girlfriend. Wow, I had thought that day, he was pretty optimistic.

First, I had walked to my own home but I felt a bit uneasy there, since everything reminded me of either Zane or my dad, who was still barely recovering. So, I went to Cleo's house, but after I rang the bell about twenty times and had knocked until my knucles ached, a small blond haired girl with an annoying expression, opened the door.

"Who are you?" I asked, cautiously. My amnesia hadn't made a full recovery and I hadn't remembered a lot of other things, either.

"Gawd," said the girl, rolling her eyes, "I'd have thought you'd have made a recovery by now. I'm Cleo's sister, Kim!"

"Kim…" I repeated thinking, "Oh yeah! You're the one who I'm supposed to hate a lot, right?"

"Yeah, whatever," Kim replied, with a fake accent, "So…I heard you and Zane broke up…is it really true?"

"Um…I really have no…" I was completely clueless, had we or had we not? I was thinking not, since I had scored a date with him, but before I had a chance to finish, I was interrupted by an annoyed Cleo, who pushed her sister away and apologized for her rude behaviour. I smiled and went along with it, secretly I was glad for Cleo's distraction. Honestly, Kim was getting a bit annoyingly nagging, if that made any sense.

We walked together to Emma's place and knocked on the door. Emma opened it and we went straight to her room. I plopped down on her soft bed and propped my feet up on Emma's white desk. She pushed them off, gracefully.

I sighed and watched as Emma dug through her wardrobe and plopped down a few pairs of clothes on the bed. Cleo ruffled through them and threw down three pink items on the floor.

I watched them carefully and finally asked them something, having no idea what they were doing. Emma smiled at me and Cleo giggled and they went back to work, after five minutes of non-stop searching, they found something.

"Your outfit for the dinner tonight," explained Emma, holding up a sexy red dress, which was quite short and tied up at the back of my neck. It had two straps, which slid down the shoulder area, and the dress went up to about my knee length.

"I am so not wearing that!" I exclaimed. Cleo gave me a look and I sighed, "Fine! I will, now chillax!"

"Not until we do your make up!" said the brunette. I groaned, it would be a very, very long time until I met up with Zane at the Castauer.

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I glanced down at my phone, it was 7:45 pm and I was due to meet Rikki here in fifteen minutes. I adjusted my tie, this was the first time I had actually made an effort to get dressed up! I just hoped it would be worth it, after all that effort I had been through to pursuade Rikki to be my girlfriend again...everything just seemed hopeless.

Soon, I heard a familiar click-clack of heels and I looked up to see Rikki looking more beautiful than ever before. She was wearing a really, really hot dress and had her hair down and curled. She was wearing red heels with straps that went to just above my ankle. She had only a slight bit of blush on, a diamond necklace with earrings and a red clutch.

"You look amazing..." I whisphered.

Rikki blushed and I held out my hand, which she happily took and we walked into the Castauer to get our table. The man took us to our table, the best one in the resturant, with a huge window right next to us, showing off the sparkiling lake that glittered against the nighttime sky. I was quite surprised to be thinking such poetic thoughts to myself, but quickly brushed it off.

I was here with Rikki, the love of my life. And that's all that mattered.

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I smiled at myself in the kitchen mirror before twirling around to inspect my outfit. I had a pretty pink top on, which sparkled under the light's of the resturant. I also had a white skirt and my hair tied up in a ponytail with a light pink scrunchie. I also had white silettos on, something my manager had restricted my other co-workers to wear.

I had worked in Castauer for two years now, every Saturday night. Usually, I wouldn't be caught dead working in a place like this, even if it was the richest and most famous resturant in miles. I prefer to stay home and pamper myself and my favourite pooch, Princess Anastasia Odiele Sarah Katrianna Lily, my poodle.

Ever since my dad and mum split up, they had a lot of financial problems and so I was almost forced to work in this stinky kitchen as a dish-washer, but over time I realised that I had to work hard. And no, not for the resturant's sake but for my new Summer wardrobe's sake. So, I worked as hard as I could and I got promoted to cook and then to head of waitresses.

I was the manager, Vince's, favourite staff member and he always gave me extra money on my payment cheque. He also added anything that I thought was useful to the resturant. I was the one who added the mirror and the huge window, showing off the lake's gorgeous view and it attracted more and more customers here, which is what makes it so famous.

"Miriam," said a voice behind me, of which I immeadiately recognised as my best friend, Anna. She was even more closer to me than boring old Tiffany, because the pretty, petite brunette knew exactly how I felt to be treated not nicely, to be popular and to lose the guy you liked to a person that was way below your status. "Can you possibly, like, take my table today? I have to attend to Table Three, and this family keeps, like, changing their order every, like, ten minutes."

Oh, and she also has a case of saying 'like' too much.

"Please Miri?" Anna begged me. "I'll, like, buy you a Choc Mocha with, like, chocolate wafers and ice at Juicenet Cafe?"

I rolled by eyes and giggled, "Yeah, whatever. You know I can't resiste a Choc Mocha, especially when I don't have to pay for it! Which table do I have to take again?"

"Uhmmm...." she trailed off, thoughtfully. "Oh yeah! The table by the big window. I think it was Table Fourteen or something..."

"Ten." I corrected, a bit harshly. I quickly softened my tone, "Sorry, my evil high-school tone came back for a second. Y'know how I have to defend myself against those wanabees Rikki, Emma and Cleo. I mean they are so taking over my throne...and my Zane to!"

She cocked her head to the side and I smiled, Anna was the only person who didn't make me want to go all mean on. I mean, she never made me fly into a temper, no matter how much I wanted too. It also helped that she was so fragile, that I couldn't bear to see hurt. Suddenly I heard a screeching and saw that Table Three's little babies were wailing for Macoroni and Cheese.

"Yeah," Anna agreed, reading my thoughts, "I know. When they asked for it, I was like, this is a gourment resturant why would we, like, sell macoroni and cheese? I mean, they could just like get it out of their pantry or wherever they stored everything! But then Vince was like, 'Go serve them Anna' and I was like, 'Oh whatever, just don't blame me if like, the cook's decide to like, cook gourment Pene Arabi instead'!"

"That's a hell lot of 'like's Anna!" I exclaimed in mock horror.

She giggled and went to attend to Table Three. I grinned and tooked my white electronic notebook out. It could help me place all the orders in it, without the stress of writing and if I pressed Save, it would automatically display on one of the cook's screen under a specific name. There would be a list full of names and the cook's did the rest for me.

I walked outside, my eyes still glued to my e-notebook. I scrolled down the list, using my pointer. The resturant was quite big, with tables scattered around a big dance-floor where everybody danced. The dance floor had never been empty since we installed it almost a year ago. It was a big hit! I was still occupied with my e-notebook when I heard a distinct sound of slapping up ahead of me and I halted to look at the dance floor in front of me. I gasped.

There, right in front of me was Rikki and opposite of her was a very agonized Zane...

With a stinging red mark on his right cheek.

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"Zane? Will you please, please forgive me? I didn't mean to slap you, honest. I'm just not used to the whole boyfriend, girlfriend system. You know, with my amnesia still going on." Rikki was babbling.

I groaned in pain, as I doubled over in my seat. A waitress had passed me an ice pack, seeming very shocked. She reminded me of some-one, but I can't remember who. I groaned againa and clutched my cheek. Why had things ended this way for my poor...poor cheek? Everything was going perfect until we decided to hit the dance floor.

"Hey Zane," Rikki started, nervously. "I'm sorry about before at the hospital. I didn't know who you were back then and I...I guess I just freaked. I was just like 'Who are these people?'."

"It's okay, Rikki." I sighed. "It didn't really bother me that much."

BIG lie.

"Come on Zane," She smiled, more brightly. "Want to hit the dance floor? I mean our waitress is no where in sight."

"Sure." I agreed, shooting her a dazzling smile.

We ran over to the dance floor and began dancing to a particular song that came on. It was a slow song and so as the disco lights shone on everyone, Rikki and I swayed to the music. I don't know what overcame me that moment, but I felt this sudden urge to kiss her. But as soon as my lips touched hers, she pulled away. The music stopped and she drew out her hand...and slapped me, leaving a big, red mark on my right cheek.

"Zane?" Rikki repeated, anxiously. "Will you forgive me?"

I sighed and rubbed my cheek again. Then, I looked at Rikki's hopeful face and I just couldn't resist her big, blue puppy dog eyes. She looked so worried, as if she had made the biggest mistake in her life. I then placed a finger on my cheek and winced in pain as a familiar stinging sensation filled my head.

"No." I said, rather firmly.

She looked at me and big tears leaked from her eyes. Her eyes clouded over with mist and she had a sad expression on her face, yet I had no pity for her. I just looked back at her. She looked down, hopelessly. I put two fingers under her chin and levelled her face to mine. We were so close to each-other that I could feel her breath on my nose.

"Because, Rikki." I said softly. "I already did."

Then I kissed her, a long passionate kiss and this time, she didn't pull back. Or even slap me.

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In the corner, Miriam watched Zane and Rikki with a deep envy in her eyes. How dare that stupid, little witch Rikki gets Zane? She didn't deserve him at all! I mean, she was the one who be-friended Zane when everyone thought he was crazy. Even Rikki was against him that time, only Miriam and him were on speaking terms. And he had been her first kiss...her first crush...her first BOYFRIEND! How could he do this to her?

Suddenly, a thought flashed through her mind. An evil, sinister one and she grinned, maliciously before returning to the kitchen and to share her devious plans with Anna, who would surely praise her for her marvellous and magnificent idea. She would say how nice it was to have such a perfect best friend. Yes, that would make things better but her revenge would make things perfect.

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The Juicenet Cafe was open and Emma and I were sitting in our usual spots, waiting for Rikki to come and tell us every detail about her date. She had rung them up on the phone and had squealed to death about how perfect everything on their date was. She told them about how Zane kissed her, but then she hung up because she had another call from the doctor's.

I smiled, everything in our lives were great again. There was peace in the house of love. I giggled, softly and looked up to see a very serious Emma. I glanced at her, curiously. Two minutes ago, she was sitting there all bubbly and happy for Rikki, but now she was sitting there, staring at the door of the Cafe, blankly.

"Look." Emma said to me, quietly.

I turned around and watched as Miriam walked into the Juicenet Cafe and sat next to Zane. I was about to ask Emma what was wrong, when I saw Miriam move towards his lap and kissing him. They started making out and neither pulled back. Suddenly, Rikki walked in and saw what was happening, with wide eyes. She ran out immeadiately, sobbing uncontrollably.

"Rikki!" Emma and I yelled at the same time.

Hey! So what did you think? Yes, I know I said SIX reviews but I had such desperate reviews that I was like OK....

It's a pretty long chappie, so it took a while to upload. I don't think you need a preview, since it's such a horrible cliff!!! Yes, blame me...I know...I know! Anyway, I seemed to have lost amounts of reviews! :( .... I need a new summary too... a catchy one. Can someone help me? PLEASE? I'll give your credit too...obviously. :)

Well, I might give you a TINY preview....

Ash and Lewis confront Zane.

"How could you? I never thought you were so....UGH!"

Emma and Cleo try to calm Rikki.

"Calm down Rikki."

"I hate him so much...but I still love him!"

Rikki and Zane are through.

"Sorry Zane, we need our space."

"Miriam? Will you go out with me?"

And the girls discover something shocking.

"Hey Rikki? Want to take a dive?"

"Down the pier? No way, I'll drown!"

"C'mon."

"Okay."

"Emma! She's got no TAIL!"

Yes, I know...It's not so short after all....lol :P

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