Lolita
I awoke in a room that had pink covering every inch of it. Pink walls, carpet, furniture, etc... Even I was dressed in a pink night gown. There was a chair next to me that had a note and a remote sitting on top of a pink dress. The note said "turn to channel 14 for an interesting reality show." I did as it said. The reality show turned out to be Lysander and Alexander walking struggling in going through a forest. It was obvious they weren't used to such tasks. Well, this doesn't explain where I am. I put on the dress and left the room. Where ever I was, it was huge. One corridor full of doors after another in an endless pattern. I opened a few doors and most were closets, guest rooms, or bathrooms. After a while I reached an open roof room. At every corner there was a hall that led deeper into this place, such as the one I had just entered from. There was a water fountain in the middle and around it were couches and lounge chairs. If I go back into the hall ways I'm surely going to get lost… I turned on a television and sat down on a couch, anxiously waiting for someone to find me.
That happened about half an hour after I had gotten here. A tall blonde with pretty blue eyes had called to me from the same hall I came through.
"Hey Lolita, I missed you." He said smiling.
His face seemed so familiar. And then it hit me. "Damien? Wow, you seem somewhat different." He showed me his teeth. My eyes went wide. The last time I had seen Damien he had been human. "You're… who turned you?"
"An old girlfriend. It wasn't on sacred ground and well it's all history. That's weird, I thought you lost your memory."
"I did."
"Then how do you remember me?"
How did I remember him? I recalled that I had also remembered about Levyna. I shrugged.
"Aw. I even prepared this for you so you could remember me." He showed me a tiny vial.
"What's that?"
"Memory potion."
"As in, a permanent potion? To fully restore all of my memories?" He smiled widely. It was, undeniably cute. Like, you don't even know. Although he smiled, he shook his head and gave it to me.
I hesitated for a moment but I drank it anyway. As the liquid reached my tongue, I could actually taste various emotions. Weird. It tasted awful though. Bitter and sweet at the same time. I felt like throwing up but I forced myself to swallow.
"How is it?" He said.
"Terrible."
"Good, that means it's working. Quick, tell me something you didn't know a minute ago."
""I have a step-brother." I said, remembering. "He is the sweetest person ever."
"'Where is he now?"
"Gone, he disappeared along with my step father."
"Mr. Hawthorne?" I nodded. His father had been friends with him.
"What else do you remember?"
"I'm not sure… I don't think I can remember just by thinking of it."
"That's true. After all, it was a weak version of the original potion. "
"There was nothing weak about that taste." I told him sticking my tongue out.
He laughed. "Anyway, can I play around with your friends for a while?"
Hah. Friends… "Sure, what did you have in mind?" Am I the only one that thinks its weird I can talk so easily to this guy? Its just something about him…
"Well that forest they're in is the largest in the island. I'm sure they won't get out for another half day. We can throw a party for when they do make it out."
"Sure I have nothing better to do."
"Don't you have school?"
"I would rather not go back there. I'll just study at home like my sister suggests I should."
He looked at me questioningly.
I sighed and prepared to get him up to date.
Alexander
Six hours had passed since we entered this place. I had millions of scratches from the abundant thorn bushes. Lysander's black ripped jeans had only gotten more holes.
"Maybe we are going in circles…" he said.
"I doubt it. We have been going straight this whole time."
We had lost hope of making it to civilization an hour ago and my phone's GPS could not locate our location. I can't believe I wasted money on this…
"Should we just set camp here?" Lysander asked.
"Is that really okay? Maybe we aren't too far away by now." We contemplated this for a moment. While we did a piece of paper floated down in front of us. I caught it. It was a photo of a sleeping Lolita. This guy is a total creep. "Better hurry!" was written on it. "Let's just keep going…" I showed him the picture and he agreed.
As I had assumed, the town had nearby. Only thirty minutes from where we had wanted to stop. As we walked through the city we began to realize exactly how big it was. We passed cinemas, indoor ski lodges, high class hotels, etc.
"We may need to call a cab. And something to kill that helicopter pilot." Lysander said through gritted teeth.
I agreed with him so far. Within the first few seconds we managed to get a taxi to stop.
"So you boys headin' to the Prince's party tonight?" The driver asked during the long ride.
"Party? No, we are here for far more personal business." Lysander told him bluntly. He began asking him many random questions about the city and its attractions to pass the time.
So, what if we do find Lolita? She might not even want to come back. Even if she does, she won't return to school, I know that much. If she doesn't go to school, will I still be able to see her? I think I made it clear to Alexiel that I was not going to be with her, but Lolita is still with Lysander. What if she's fallen in love with him?
"Alexander?"
"I'm sorry, what?"
"I said we're here…" Lysander gave me a concerned look and paid the driver.
It was a big castle, I'll give him props for that. It's definitely not big enough to allow him to have Lolita… There were iron gates that led to the courtyard. The courtyard had a dirt road aligned with different animal bush sculptures that led up to the main doors. Behind the sculptures were vast patches of grass and who know what was beyond that. By the time we had made it uphill to the front entrance of the castle Lysander and I were panting.
"This is the most humiliating trip I have ever taken." He commented miserably as he knocked.
A maid opened the door and was taken aback from our appearance. "Uh… Mister Leonte and Mister Sterling?" She asked hesitant.
We nodded since we hadn't yet caught our breath. She smiled to herself, either because she found our current state pitiful yet funny or because even after a long trip my looks were killer, and led us inside. To our dismay, we walked up 2 more sets of stairs and down a long hall before we stopped in front of a light brown door.
"Prince Damien has prepared some clothing for you two. Do feel free to use the shower." She opened the door for us and left.
The room had a living room and a door on every wall, two of them leading to separate bedrooms and one of them being a glass door for the balcony.
"Hey, Lysander."
"Yeah?"
"Can we still be friends? No matter who Lolita picks?" It sounds a bit lame, I know. But he was a pretty cool guy, and heaven knows I need to start making friends that aren't girls.
"Hmmm maybe" He said thoughtful and then nodded with a small smile.
I headed to my room to take a shower. On a chair next to the black and grey striped bed were a towel and a suit ready for me for the next day.
