"Omglff." I covered my mouth with my hand because of the stench as we stepped off of the plane. It smelled of blood and trash and human odor and lots and lots of meat. I turned to Edward to see how he was able to handle himself.
He smiled at me.
"How on earth Edward? I can barely stand it. You should be dying over there."
He just smirked, not saying anything.
"Okay, so... I guess we should find a... hotel." I got bumped by a random goat walking down the street. "Then head over to the palace." Edward nodded and led me to the nicest hotel.
"You're very chatty Edward." I said sarcastically as we wound around the narrow roads. He just looked back at me and nodded. Then we came to the nice hotel.
That was an understatement. Compared to outside, this was a mini tahjmahal. It literally took my breath away because of the difference.
Edward shook his head a little and took in a long deep breath. "Good thing that's over with. I can breathe again." Edward stated.
I turned to look at him. "You mean to say that you haven't taken a breath since we landed?"
He nodded and walked to the front desk.
When he came back he had a smirk on his face.
"What now?" I groaned, but stood my ground ready for the blow.
He laughed. "Oh, nothing. That lady was just thinking that we were too young to get a room together." He smirked.
"If only she knew you were one hundred and eight." I laughed. "You're old enough for the both of us."
When we got to our room I ran to my bed and jumped on it. "Ouch..." I moaned. "This bed is a slat of concrete." I joked. I got up again, rubbing my back.
"Well, you are all settled, what next?" Edward asked giving me a massage.
I looked around at the room not really wanting to think of what I had to do next. This spot had a sort of ancient-belly-dancer/somehow modern feel to it. The curtains were a shiny ruby red and the wall-paper was a metallic gold, while the bedding was a soft purple and all the hardware was very modern and sleek. A weird combination. But it worked.
I sighed. "I guess I have to go to the court house and try and decode all the languages arguing about the caste system." I peeked up at Edward.
"Of course I'm coming." He rolled his eyes.
He walked out and for a second. I was worried about Edward in the sun, but the smog and industrial smoke covered the light pretty evenly.
After about four hours of listening to complete havoc and franticly writing down what Edward said was going on, Edward supported my weight back to the hotel and under the covers, with my clothes on. I feel asleep quickly.
I woke up to complete darkness. The clock on the table read 5:03. I groaned because once I wake up there isn't any going back. I turned around wanting to see Edward beside me, but he wasn't there.
"Edward?" I called, but got no answer.
I shrugged it off. He's probably downstairs getting me breakfast. I got out of bed and turned on the TV. I looked back at the bed. "Huh. It really is on a slab of concrete."
I decided to do something productive… a couple of minutes after I called home and told Mom that I was okay.
"Hey mom. What time is it over there?" I said. I forgot about time changes.
"It's seven fifty." Renee answered. I knew she always got up at around six thirty anyway, so I wasn't worried about waking her up. "So how are you? Is Edward up?"
I smirked. "Yea, I'm fine."
"Sore huh?"
Ew. If she meant what I thought she meant, I would never be able to talk to my mother the way I usually do. "Umm... what?"
"Uh... your feet. Are they sore?"
I rolled my eyes and continued my conversation. I nearly spit out last nights dinner when mom said. "I've been hearing this awful screaming coming from your room. I think it might be haunted."
I groaned. "It's not haunted mom. It's my cat. Sausage." I could feel a headache coming on. I'm a horrible person. They should lock me up and ban me from all pet stores. Then I remembered I was already banned from the PetsMarts in California.
Cue the fuzzy rimed boarders.
Flashback
"Okay girls. Let's Go!" A fellow senior commanded as we all went scattered about for a scavenger hunt. My group, red, was huddled together giving orders out to everybody. We each went out in twos and got whatever we were told. We came right back to this spot as soon as possible. With my luck, of course, I got the popular snotty know-it all and had to go to K-mart to get a picture of us riding on a cart then, McDonald's so we could order a large thing of fries then PetsMart to get a picture with every kind of animal they had there.
And we were off. Vicky was driving. I thought that Edward's driving was insane... but this was ridiculous. At least Edward was a good driver, steady. Vicky drove like the devil was after her seven thousand dollar mini-van. I've said a million times. Mini-vans are evident proof of evil in this world.
I took the picture as Vicky rode on the cart at K-mart. My balance issues would have disabled me for life if I attempted such a great stunt. Next was McDonald's and as we were leaving with the huge thing of fries in our hands group blue hustled in there. We gave them dirty looks and Vicky tripped one of them.
Next was PetsMart... Vicky said I should be the ones in the pictures this time. That shocked me, I thought Vicky's dream was to be a model and have every lens known to man and every mans lens focused on her. I shrugged and agreed.
We saw the ferret's first. I unscrewed the bolt that kept the door in place and grabbed a ferret's slinky form while Vicky took the picture. It bit me, hard and made my hand all stinky, but I couldn't think about that. Time was of the essence.
Next we saw the guinea pigs. We didn't have to open any doors. We just grabbed one from the top. Snap. Picture. On to the next animal. The more pictures we had the better scores we had. Tarantulas, bunnies, enchiladas, snakes. I didn't even flinch. Adrenaline was pumping through my veins so fast that if I cut myself I'd die. Don't think about it. It doesn't mean anything.
"I got another one." I called to Vicky. She ran over and gasped. I held a fish in my hands. I smiled and she looked at me disgustedly. "What? It stopped flapping a minute ago." I stared at it a few seconds. "Whoops. Oh, it's dead." Vicky took the picture anyway.
I limply put it back it the tank and watched as it sank to the bottom.
I felt someone tap my shoulder. "Excuse me, what are you doing?"
"Staring at fish." I answered bluntly and turned around to see the store manager.
"Have you been taking the animals out of there crates?" He asked.
Whoops. I nodded slowly..
As I walked out of there I saw people in red vest crawling around beckoning things in baby voices. "Come here snaky. Come her spidy."
I hung my head low as I was banned from PetsMart in all the of California. That was a very depressing day.
Good news is we won the scavenger hunt. And that's what counts.
Okay, cue the fuzzy rimmed boarders.
End Flashback
I decided to call Jessica and ask if she could take care of little Sausage.
She did without hesitation and I walked into the shower shame free, but still feeling like a horrible person.
The hot water swept most of that out of my system and I went to my laptop to start on my article.
Three paragraphs later, Edward opened the door thirty minutes later with a grim face, but when he saw me he smirked.
"What?" I asked with a tone of suspision, not even looking at him. He was silently smirking so I turned to look at him.
Edward stepped forward.
"Where have you been?" I asked as he took something out of the bag he was holding.
"Getting this, my dear." he held up a dark blue dress with white and red shades to it. An empire waist, leaf neck and flowing bottom.
"And why did you get that, my dear?" I was in denial.
"Because, my dear, you have ball-room dance lessons this afternoon at two..." He smiled and set the bag down.
Wait, wait wait. Stop.. Rewind. Play. Pause. Did he say Ball-room dance? No way were my feet going to agree to this form of torture.
"And what, my dear, will you be doing?" I eyed the dress with scorn, but was able to keep my voice steady.
"I... I also have... um... dance... lessons." he looked as if he could blush again.
I would have questioned him more, but I was to busy staring at my fate for this afternoon.
Edward hailed a cab as I contemplated my imminent demise.
Death by dance moves.
A/N
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