an. Thank you for all the love on the last chapter! Once again apologize for the shortness of it, but it was short, sweet and to the point; as this chapter will be. Promise to start making longer chapters AFTER this one, so stick with me folks. :)
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Awkward
If there was one thing AJ absolutely loved about Andrus, Georgia, it was the weather. While the rest of the state would drown in a heat wave, the small coastal town stayed at a nice cool seventy degrees. All the obvious credit went to the waves she was watching roll in from her balcony, they kept everything perfect.
The sound of the sliding door opening behind her brought her out of her thoughts. Within a few moments she was greeted with the fresh face of Kaitlyn. The blue eyed girl offered the brunette a soft smile and took a stance next to her.
"Wow, it's beautiful out here in the morning."
AJ smiled and nodded, "Yeah, it's so peaceful, I love it."
The two friends stood in silence for a few moments, taking in the sheer perfection of their current surroundings. Life just couldn't get any better than right now. The two were blessed beyond reason, they just never had time to fully realize it until now. As the tide slowed down for a bit, Kaitlyn cocked her head to the side and calmly broke their silence.
"So, Eve found a place to get our tattoos at. She already called in the appointment for eleven, and emailed them a copy of what we want."
"In a couple hours, that's great, I'm excited!"
"Me too! And I think the design Nattie drew up is absolutely perfect!"
And it was, simple but it had meaning behind it; and that was the number one rule for the group. Though it took them quite a while to think of what was suitable, Natalya's creativity helped solve their problems. She drew up an infinity symbol and surrounded it with four stars. Each star represented the other four in the tight knit group, a fifth star was debated but deemed unnecessary. The thought behind it would be that whenever they felt alone, they'd put their wrist over their heart; and they'd all be together again.
Cheesy, but they went with it anyway.
The idea of being separated from each other in a few short weeks was a tough pill to swallow for the friends, hopefully the tattoos would help them get by a little better.
"Yeah, I definitely think we all made the right decision on it. Thank God for Natalyas creativity, or we'd still be on the computer."
Kaitlyn laughed at the last comment, it was true though. Looking at tattoos that other people had just did nothing emotionally for them. Natalya, the art freak, did a great job of drawing it out. As simple as it looked, Kaitlyn knew that no one else would had been able to think – let alone – draw it out.
"What do you say about cooking up some breakfast? By the time everyone is up and ready, it'll already be time to head out."
The smaller of the two quickly agreed and started towards the sliding door, the smell of coffee already brewing hit her senses before she even had time to open it up. Eve was in the kitchen, caramel colored locks already in perfect curls, cut off blue jeans, and a golden tank top; the Latina looked like she was ready to turn some heads. Quite frankly, she could look the exact opposite of right now, and she'd still do it. The girl was flawless.
"Good morning, ladies! I'm so excited about today!"
"Us too! We were just talking about it actually, so what's the place we are going to?"
After taking a careful sip of her drink, Eve replied, "It's called Tattoos and Tanlines, it's the only shop in town. But it has rave reviews, so we should be fine. I talked to someone named Ashley, she said there is two other tattoo artists that work with her, so everything should be done at an uptempo pace."
Trusting her friends instincts, AJ poured herself a cup of coffee, then proceeded to add sugar and creamer while listening to her two friends talk about random subjects. The day looked like it was going to run rather smoothly, that she was extremely thankful for. Not too many of her days went as good as this one was starting out. Upon finishing her drink, she told the two that she was headed upstairs to get ready for their little adventure.
Once in the comfort of her own room, the petite brunette pressed play on her iHome and danced happily towards her closet. Yes, today would definitely be a good day.
"Ash, what time are those girls supposed to come in?"
"The girl I talked to said they'd be here around eleven or so."
The Chicago native glanced at his wrist watch and saw that eleven was only thirty minutes away. This group would be the last of their appointments for the day, for the time being anyway. The girl was gracious enough to email a photo of what they all wanted, a simple infinity symbol with four stars. The color of the stars would differ based on the girls. He just hoped that he didn't have to waste any time mixing colors together, that was always the worst.
A day or two ago, he finally found out what Amy had been doing with Ashley. It took him annoying the hell out of them to get his information; but whatever it takes, right? It turned out that they were planning for a concert on the beach in a week or so, a bit random he thought, but he was excited nonetheless. It had been too long since he had seen his best friend perform, he was sure that her and her band had improved immensely since then.
Hearing doors slam, he lifted his head and saw a black Range Rover pulled up in front of the place and girls piling out of it, "That must be them, I'll be in my room, send one of them in when they're ready."
Closing the wooden door behind him, the gentleman sat in his chair and pulled out the copy of the design Ashley had given him earlier. All that was left to do was wait for one of the girls to come in, hopefully they didn't take too long. Just as he was going to stare impatiently at his wall clock, he heard the knob of his door turning. His eyes fell upon a pretty blonde a few moments later.
Rising from his seat, he extended his hand towards the girl, "Hey there, my names Phil; but please call me Punk."
The girl simply smiled and took his hand in hers, "Hi, I'm Natalya."
While she made herself comfortable on the chair, the artist prepped up his little table and pushed his chair over towards her, "So, have you given any thought to the color of your stars?"
"Hot pink! Like the streaks in my hair."
Inwardly happy that he didn't have to mix any colors together, the man simply nodded and began assembling his gun for the project. After instructing her to sit back and relax, he grabbed her right arm and started to draw out the design on the paper. A comfortable silence fell upon the two as he worked, that was until he noticed her eyes fall upon a picture on his desk.
"She's beautiful, is that your wife?"
Glancing at the picture for a quick second he shook his head, "Fiance, well she used to be anyway."
"Oh... I'm sorry to hear that. Did y'all break up or something?"
"Or something. She uh, passed away three years ago." Noting the expression he was given he simply shrugged, "No need for sympathy, Natalya. It's okay."
The rest of their time was spent talking about random subjects, mostly about her and her plans for life. She was a really interesting girl, had a good head on her shoulder, and a brain. Not like the usual girls that came around here. As soon as he put the finishing touches on the tattoo, he wiped the excess ink with a cloth and leaned back in his chair.
"Alright, what do you think?"
Lifting up her wrist, the blonde smiled and kicks her legs in excitement, "Oh my goodness, this is so perfect! You're amazing!"
Three awkward hugs later he started to lead her towards the door, "I'm glad that you like it so much. If there is anyone left, send them my way, would ya?"
Once he was reassured that she would do so, he closed the door and started to clean up his work area. Just as soon as he finished cleaning off his gun he heard a soft knock on his door. "Come on in!" as soon as he heard the door open and close, he continued, "Just take a seat, and I'll be with you in a few minutes."
Whoever the person was did as they were told, and within a couple minutes he had finished cleaning everything, "Alright, so my name is Phil, but you can call me... oh."
As soon as their eyes met, he recognized his newest client, she was the girl from the party all those weeks ago. And by the look she was giving him, she recognized him as well, she probably couldn't believe that a guy that looked like him could get a fairly reputable job. This was definitely going to be fun.
an. I don't think I took too long with this update, but just in case I did, I'm sorry! This weekend I'm flying out to Virginia for my sister's wedding, I won't be taking my spiral with me (at least I don't think so), the next update will happen sometime soon, promise!
What do you guys think will happen? Sorry for the cliffhanger! ;)
Abrazos y besos para todos!
