Yay! Another chapter so soon. I am on a roll. Hope I can keep it going. Enjoy!
The day could not have gone by any slower. I had to go into work since I had not been the past few days, but I could not focus to save my life, my mind was on tonight. I had already made reservations at the Macaroni Grill for 7. They informed me over the phone that it was some sort of anniversary and they were hosting a band and that I should bring my dancing shoes. I hope Boromir is into jazz. While absentmindedly walking through the hallways of Raleigh Fashion and Style, my usually annoying coworker Karen walked out of her office and right into me.
"Oof! Sorry, sorry. I need to look where I'm going." She said while I helped pick her up off the floor, I had still remained standing because I am a lot more solid than her. "Oh hey Celeste! Haven't seen you in a while, where've you been?"
"I've been around, I have just kept pretty busy lately." I informed my squeaky-voiced coworker as I kept walking towards my office. I took a glance behind me and saw that she was still trying to keep up with me, almost jogging to match her short legs to my much longer strides.
"It is just, everyone has been talking about what you were doing. And Trey even drove by your house last week to see if you were okay. Nothing creepy y'know? We were all just worried about you." 'Oh I'm sure, you bunch of vultures.' I thought. She continued, "And he told us that he saw a bunch of strange guys and some kids hanging around outside. Is it your family? Cause we have a pool going around the office and I put $5 down that they were family. A bunch of others put money in too, Josh put some in saying that he guessed some of them were your sex slaves or something. Weird right?"
That did it. I had tolerated her long-winded rant, rolling my eyes through most of it and kept walking, until she said that last part. I stopped dead still in the halls and she ran right into me again. I spun on the spot and looked her straight in the eye.
"Ok, ew no. They are just friends visiting for a few weeks, they should be leaving soon. It is really none of your, nor anyone else's business, so do me a favor and leave me and my private life alone." I turned and walked the last few steps to my office, opened the door, walked in and slammed the door closed on Karen's stunned face.
These people kill my nerves. Such gossips, I can't even pee without half the floor wanting to know why and where. The only person I can stand is my friend Macie. The two of us are closer than everyone else, plus we both can't stand the way everyone else talks about everything and everyone. 'Speaking of Macie', I thought as her small figure entered my studio/office. She is my total opposite with looks. She's petite with short brown hair, bright brown eyes and a pretty face. We act very similar though, usually overly friendly and hyper.
"I was wondering what all the commotion was about. Everyone is (not surprisingly) talking about how you showed up Karen." She said while plopping her small frame down on my desk chair.
"How?! It literally JUST happened! These people are nuts." I said while frantically gesturing out of exasperation. "Anyways, I should probably go and apologize to Karen about that." I sighed.
Macie just laughed. "Nah, she deserved it. I heard some of the stuff she was saying. Umm gross! So... what have you been up to?" She inquired of me.
"Well, I really do have friends over who were staying these past few weeks. They should be going back to, umm, England this weekend. I am really tempted to go with them." I informed her. We sat in a thoughtful silence for a few moments. Suddenly, she looked at me and said softly, "I think you should, you can't get very far in life hanging around North Carolina. Go, and don't look back." After that, she hopped up and walked over to me. "If you do go though, I will miss you loads. Who else would I look to to put down 'overly-caring Karen'?" She hugged me for a second. When we let go, she turned and pranced out of the room closing the door behind her. I just stayed in the same spot mulling over what she had said.
Nothing else exciting happened for the rest of the day, I just typed up a few interviews for the magazine and began working on a new design. I began to let my mind wander to to this weekend. When we meet Daniel, what will I do if they find a way back? What if they don't? Could I go with them and leave everything behind? Or should I see it as finding more opportunities to live? Gahh!
I don't know. If I could go, what would I do? Go with the Fellowship definitely. But when they split at the end of the first movie, what then? I would like to end up going with Aragorn, Legolas, and Gimli. But what about Boromir?! I couldn't just let him die, I would probably at least try to save him, but then it would mess up the whole time-line. I should only worry about that if, and only if, they are able to get back with me in tow. Yes, getting them back is my first worry right now. And what I should wear for tonight, that is also important.
I looked back at my sketch and had to do a double take. The dress I was designing for red carpet wear looked more like it belonged in Rivendell. It was a light green color with a low jewel neck-line and sleeves that flowed all the way down to the floor. My details were fantastic, small silver flowers attached to a vine going across the edge of the neck and sleeves. It was beautiful, too bad I could never wear it in this world... that gives me an idea!
I left work a little early and stopped at the fabric store. I searched through all the stacks until I found the perfect lightweight fabric and moved onto detailing. Once I had found what I was looking for, I payed for all of it at the front counter, climbed into my VW Bug and drove home. When I got there, I grabbed all of my purchases and my sketchbook and headed straight to my office. The house was fairly quiet, the only noise coming from the living room where the Hobbits were watching t.v., like always. I closed the door behind me and moved all of Alece's belongings to one side of the room. I went to the closet and pulled out my sewing machine, dress form, and large sewing kit. I soon got to work.
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Hours later, someone knocked quietly on the door, waking me out of my reverie. When working with clothes, I am oblivious to the outside world. Alece stuck her head in and glanced around the room.
"What have you been doing in here?" She inquired.
"Horseback riding, what does it look like?" I asked her using a heavy dose of sarcasm.
"Well, it kind of looks like you have been dreaming about becoming an elf someday. That dress is gorgeous, but I don't think you can wear it to Macaroni Grill. Speaking of, you should probably start getting ready, it is almost 6 and Boromir, Gimli, and Legolas have been upstairs for hours trying to figure out what clothes would be fit for him to wear tonight. It was quite entertaining to hear, actually." Alece started giggling.
"You're right, I am going now." I started picking up everything I had pulled out earlier and stuffed it back into the closet along with my hard work. I followed Alece out the door and made my way up the stairs towards my own room, stopping briefly to hear Gimli in the guest room say, "No no son, you can't wear that! You would look like a nancy Elf!" I put my hand over my mouth to stifle the laughter and kept sneaking forward. I finally reached the room and ran straight to my wonderful walk-in closet.
"What to wear, what to wear." I muttered to myself. "Aha!" I yelled triumphantly. I grabbed my turquoise high-low skirt that would compliment my eyes and my thin, light beige, almost white, button up shirt. Walking out of the closet, I snagged my short nude pumps and continued into the main room.
I had changed shortly and stared at myself in the full length mirror hanging on the outside of my bathroom door. "Who is looking good tonight? That would be me!" I winked at myself. Yeah, I know I am weird. Oh well, can't help it. I moved into the bathroom and set to work on my hair. I was going to leave it down but I needed to touch up some of my curls. Next was my makeup, just a little blue eyeliner on the top and some mascara. Finish it off with blush and perfume and I am good to go.
I walked back downstairs and noticed that everyone had moved back into the living room. I dramatically glided down the stairs, going slowly to make sure I don't trip and fall, which would totally be like me. Once I walked in, Alece let out a wolf whistle and everyone turned to look at me.
"You look beautiful," came from not only Boromir, but also Legolas. I could feel my cheeks turning slightly red. "Are you ready to go Boromir?" I looked to him, he was nicely dressed in a short sleeve collared dark blue polo and nice khaki pants. The shirt was really tight and showed off his manly muscles pretty well. Good job Gimli and Legolas.
"I am if you are prepared milady." He said while holding out his arm for me to put mine through. "Shall we depart?"
"We shall my good sir." I joked putting my arm through his and started leading him towards the door. I glanced back to the others and saw that a certain elf was staring back as well, with what looked like a disappointed look in his eyes. When I tried to get better look, the gleam was gone, only a blank expression was left. Must have been my imagination, I wouldn't know what he would be disappointed about.
"Have fun you guys! Not too much fun!" Alece yelled as we were stepping outside. I giggled and began walking down my sidewalk. I unlocked my car door for us to get in, turned the key and powered the Beetle to life. I set it in reverse, backed out of my driveway, and we were off.
The next chapter should be the big date :D I have fun plans for my delicious couple, a little bit of the dramatics as well. Mwhahaha! Read to find out what!