Hey guys! Sorry I haven't written in a while, I'm on spring break in Florida. No, not Disney sadly but...guess. What I just learned?! IM GOING TO DISNEY IN NOVEMBER FOR MY 16TH BIRTHDAY! ahh! I am so exciteddd! Well remember R&R!
DISCLAIMER: no matter how much I wish, I am not Ridley Pearson orWalt Disney so I do not own Kingdom Keepers or any Disney trademarks!
Blake and I were sitting criss cross on my bed. The soft sheets crinkling underneath us. George moans and rolls over on the couch, making it creak behind us. We were talking in hushed whispers, "The Keepers found something interesting after we left last night,"
"Okay...? Why are you telling me this? " I ask. I admit, it was weird to have the boy I've had a crush on since forever sitting in my hotel room in my favorite place on earth but hey, after last night, I question nothing.
"Because you're part of the Keeper's 'crew'," he makes air quotes with his hands as he says crew, "And when you are part of the crew, you have to know what's going on," He doesn't look me in the eye when he says any of this, I could tell he is lying.
I look at him knowingly with one eye brow raised, "Really? I don't believe it,"
He sighs a sigh of defeat and runs his hand through his black, curly hair, "Fine," he hesitated as if he didn't want to tell me. Something flickered in his green eyes but I didn't have time to register it because it disappeared fast. His face turned grave, "it has something to do with you,"
"What do you mean it has something to do with me?" I ask confused. I heard a noise from George. I turn around to make sure he didn't wake up. I let out a sigh of relief when I see he's not awake.
Blake leans forward towards me to keep quiet so George doesn't wake up. His mood changed completely. His green eyes were full of mischief, as they always were and he had a big smile on his face, "They want to meet us in the Magic Kingdom after they get out of school,"
"But I - we are going to Epcot today,"
"We can still go but when we are done there we have to go to the Magic Kingdom right away."
"Okay, whatever. You never told me what exactly it has to do with me " You can't just tell someone they found something out about you, then not tell you what it is, that's just not right.
"Who the hell is he and what the hell is he doing in our room at 8:30 in the morning?!" We both jump in surprise and turn around to look at George. His blond hair in a wild mess atop his head and his usually bright blue eye are dark with anger and questioning. He looks pissed and he wants answers.
Blake and I answered all his questions as to why there was a boy sitting on my bed at 8:30 in the morning. We obviously left out the events of last night. Instead, we told him that we were texting about a school project last night and we started talking about spring break and where we were and we both happened to be in Disney. We continued to tell him that Blake's dad works here and he had no one to go to the parks with so he's coming with us. Hey, it was partially the truth right?
"What's for breakfast?" George asks when he was satisfied with our answers, "I'm starving."
"I am too. We could order room service," I say. Blake takes our orders and George calls downstairs and orders.
"It'll be about 30 minutes," George tells us as he hangs up.
"Well in that case, I'm going to jump in the shower," I say as I walk towards the bathroom.
"Don't be too long, you can't take your usual 45 minutes shower. I still need to go in," George says as I look through my suitcase to find some clothes.
"Calm down, I won't be long," I pull out a pale blue tank and a pair of dark wash shorts with faded flowers on them.
I walk into the bathroom and turn on the shower. the hot steam curls out above the shower door in a white mass and spills into the bathroom over the shower door. I jump in and the hot water hits me like the heat of the Las Vegas desert. It feels so refreshing after the chilly night I had last night.
Like everyone, in the shower, I think about the meaning of life. Whenever I'm in an awkward situation with people, I've always wondered what is going through the other persons head. What is Blake thinking now after I left him alone with my cousin, who is still skeptical about what happened while he was asleep?
Suddenly, a million thoughts flooded my head, except they weren't mine and they weren't full thoughts either. They would stop and never finish. Like a tidal wave that never breaks on the shore, it just gets pulled back into the ocean.
'Do I tell Alice...'
'I wonder what everyone else is doing for spring break while I'm here doing...'
'What is it like to be a normal...'
'Alice'
'Alice'
'Alice is so...'
'Alice come out...'
'George nothing happened I swear...'
'Alice'
'Alice'
'Wayne needs help with...'
'The Keepers...'
'Is she the one we've been looking for? I have no idea...'
'Alice might be the child of...'
Suddenly they stop, as soon as they started. The tidal wave broke against the shore and the result was a massive migraine. I quickly washed my body and ran a brush through my wet hair.
I turned the shower off trying to process what the hell just happened. Why did the thoughts have to do with me? Weird. I get out of the shower and wrap the towel around my body when the door behind me bursts open. I jump around and scream.
Blake shuts the door behind him looking stunned. "Was that you?" He asks me rushed and worried. His green eyes were intrigued and shocked at the same time.
"Was what me?" I ask. I look around the bathroom, confused. The bathroom was pale blue with anchored wallpaper on it. The fan was still running but the steam from my hot shower didn't go away. I look back at Blake. Confusion and thought flickered across his face.
He opened his mouth, ready to speak, then closed it, then opened it again, "This is going to sound insane, but it felt like someone was in my mind. I felt violated, like someone could read my thoughts."
"I feel violated with you in here when I'm in nothing but a towel," I thought about what he said for a minute, about someone being in his mind. Then it clicks, "What were you thinking about,"
His cheeks turn a little pink and hesitates before he answers, "You," then quickly covers it by saying, "and other things too of course. Like the Keepers and stuff."
I feel my cheeks heat up but I push the feeling down. Something more important was going on here than a crush. "In that case, I think it was me,"
"What do you mean it was you?" He asks, embarrassed and curious at the same time. His are filled with interest and intrigue.
I explained the events that took place in the shower. As I'm telling him, his eyes get wider and wider with every sentence. I still couldn't believe what the heck happened in there. Explaining it to him made my migraine ten times worse.
"Are you kidding?" I shake my head. He runs his hand through his hair and starts pacing back and forth across the tile floor. He turns back to me, "Well how did you do it?"
I shrug, "I have no idea. I just thought about what you were thinking about after I left you alone with George."
"So you have no idea how you did it?" I shake my head no again. He runs his hand through his hair again, I can tell its a nervous habit, "Has this ever happened before?"
"Nope. Well not that I can remember anyway," I reply.
"This is unbelievable," he mutters to himself, he pulls his phone out of his pocket and dials a number. He paces back and forth nervously and mutters to himself. He stops and looks at me and smiles an embarrassed smile. I look down and see that I'm still only in my towel and my hair is all wet and tangled. My cheeks heat up. I sit down on the toilet knowing I wasn't going to get changed any time soon.
A couple minutes later someone answers, "Finn? This is Amanda? Okay. Well, tell Finn he was right, it is her. We found her, and she has more power than we thought."
Cliffhanger! R&R!
-Alice ;)
