Chapter Five
Enough Waiting!
Pan shot up out of bed, suddenly, so much that the bed moved slightly, scrapping the ground. She squinted around her room, in search for what it could have been that had awakened her. Nothing was there. The clock glared 3:32 and Pan moaned quietly. She would never be able to get back to sleep
~What on earth woke me up, anyway?~ she thought, putting on her slippers and tiptoeing down her house's stairs to the living room. ~It's so quiet~ she thought into the darkness, slowly trying to grope her way into the kitchen. ~Of course it is, what kind of person would be walking around blindly at 3 in the morning?~
Feeling the couch with her hands, she navigated around the coffee table she knew was in front of it. But she turned to sharply and her toe made contact with the leg of the table.
"Ow, ow, ow!" she whispered loudly, grabbing her toe and hopping around. "What was mom thinking when she made our living room into a freaking MAZE?!" She slapped her hand over her mouth when she realized that she had been talking way too loudly. ~Dad'll kill me if I wake him up this early.~
Rubbing her sore toe with one hand, she hopped the rest of the way to the kitchen. Once she was there, she switched on the small light above the sink and opened the refrigerator. She got some ham and cheese and made herself a sandwich. She finally sat down at the large round table in the middle of the room and listened to the loudness of the silence. ~Kinda creepy in here at night~ she thought, taking a large bite of her sandwich.
She leaned back in her seat and looked around some more. Everything in the room cast eerie shadows. She didn't really like the feeling of being the only one up, either. She would wake someone, but everyone else had somewhere else to go later in the morning. ~I could call somebody, but who would be up? And why can't I just be like a normal person and go back to sleep?~ But she knew she couldn't and she knew that there wasn't anyone to call.
Pan finished her sandwich and walked back into the dungeon of ultimate pain her family liked to call a living room. Exaggeratedly avoiding the coffee table, Pan walked to the love seat and sat comfortably, pulling a blanket around her. ~What can I do now?~
Suddenly, out of the extreme quiet, the phone screamed. Pan jumped and shot up out of her spot. She began to run toward the kitchen, but once again stubbing her toe on the coffee table. She moaned in pain, but shoved it out of her mind when the phone rang again. ~What IDIOT is calling at this hour?~
Pan hobbled the rest of the way into the kitchen, grabbed the phone off the holder on the wall and growled, "What?!"
"Uh...Pan?" Trunks said.
Trunks? What kind of stupid...she clenched her teeth. "Yes." She sat down at the table and rubbed her throbbing toe. Dead silence. "Is there a reason that you called?"
"I'm really sorry, where you sleeping?"
"Yes," Pan lied. She couldn't help but be rude. If he had woken her father up...errr...what was his problem anyway?
"Well, I need to talk to you. I'm sorry I woke you up."
"It's okay," she lied again, propping her feet up on the table. "What?"
"Well, it is a little early-"
Understatement of the CENTURY.
"-so I just wanted to ask you if we could meet somewhere later today and maybe, you know, talk."
Pan's heart melted. This was Trunks she was talking to. The person that she loved for 13 years was now asking her out, even if it was in the middle of the night. She couldn't be mad at him for that. And he sounded really cute when he was nervous. She knew that she had turned him down before, but she knew she couldn't say no. It was time to quit putting off talking to him and start sorting things out. Like if he felt the same way about her as she did about him.
"Trunks...I don't know," Pan said. ~Oh no, not THIS again."
"Oh, okay, well, I guess-"
"Yes!" Pan bit her lip. ~That was waaaay too loud. But at least I finally said it!~ she thought, beaming with happiness.
"Really?! Yes! I mean, great. Uh..."
"Yes?" Pan asked. He did sound cute, but great Dende he was dumb when he was nervous. "Soo, I guess we should get a place to meet?"
"That is what I was about to say, how funny."
~Haha. That's hilarious. Where!?~
"Uh, you know that place I was telling you about? It is supposed to be really good, I forgot the name, but I will pick you up at 7, okay? In the evening, not in a few hours. Okay, can't wait! Bye!" Trunks hung up the phone, leaving Pan in dead silence once again.
~Oh my gosh, a date with Trunks! Yes! Oh my gosh I have nothing to wear!~ Pan thought frantically, running through the living room.
~Wait a second! What am I thinking???! Haha. What am I going to wear. How dumb is that?~
~I guess I will have to go shopping.~
Enough Waiting!
Pan shot up out of bed, suddenly, so much that the bed moved slightly, scrapping the ground. She squinted around her room, in search for what it could have been that had awakened her. Nothing was there. The clock glared 3:32 and Pan moaned quietly. She would never be able to get back to sleep
~What on earth woke me up, anyway?~ she thought, putting on her slippers and tiptoeing down her house's stairs to the living room. ~It's so quiet~ she thought into the darkness, slowly trying to grope her way into the kitchen. ~Of course it is, what kind of person would be walking around blindly at 3 in the morning?~
Feeling the couch with her hands, she navigated around the coffee table she knew was in front of it. But she turned to sharply and her toe made contact with the leg of the table.
"Ow, ow, ow!" she whispered loudly, grabbing her toe and hopping around. "What was mom thinking when she made our living room into a freaking MAZE?!" She slapped her hand over her mouth when she realized that she had been talking way too loudly. ~Dad'll kill me if I wake him up this early.~
Rubbing her sore toe with one hand, she hopped the rest of the way to the kitchen. Once she was there, she switched on the small light above the sink and opened the refrigerator. She got some ham and cheese and made herself a sandwich. She finally sat down at the large round table in the middle of the room and listened to the loudness of the silence. ~Kinda creepy in here at night~ she thought, taking a large bite of her sandwich.
She leaned back in her seat and looked around some more. Everything in the room cast eerie shadows. She didn't really like the feeling of being the only one up, either. She would wake someone, but everyone else had somewhere else to go later in the morning. ~I could call somebody, but who would be up? And why can't I just be like a normal person and go back to sleep?~ But she knew she couldn't and she knew that there wasn't anyone to call.
Pan finished her sandwich and walked back into the dungeon of ultimate pain her family liked to call a living room. Exaggeratedly avoiding the coffee table, Pan walked to the love seat and sat comfortably, pulling a blanket around her. ~What can I do now?~
Suddenly, out of the extreme quiet, the phone screamed. Pan jumped and shot up out of her spot. She began to run toward the kitchen, but once again stubbing her toe on the coffee table. She moaned in pain, but shoved it out of her mind when the phone rang again. ~What IDIOT is calling at this hour?~
Pan hobbled the rest of the way into the kitchen, grabbed the phone off the holder on the wall and growled, "What?!"
"Uh...Pan?" Trunks said.
Trunks? What kind of stupid...she clenched her teeth. "Yes." She sat down at the table and rubbed her throbbing toe. Dead silence. "Is there a reason that you called?"
"I'm really sorry, where you sleeping?"
"Yes," Pan lied. She couldn't help but be rude. If he had woken her father up...errr...what was his problem anyway?
"Well, I need to talk to you. I'm sorry I woke you up."
"It's okay," she lied again, propping her feet up on the table. "What?"
"Well, it is a little early-"
Understatement of the CENTURY.
"-so I just wanted to ask you if we could meet somewhere later today and maybe, you know, talk."
Pan's heart melted. This was Trunks she was talking to. The person that she loved for 13 years was now asking her out, even if it was in the middle of the night. She couldn't be mad at him for that. And he sounded really cute when he was nervous. She knew that she had turned him down before, but she knew she couldn't say no. It was time to quit putting off talking to him and start sorting things out. Like if he felt the same way about her as she did about him.
"Trunks...I don't know," Pan said. ~Oh no, not THIS again."
"Oh, okay, well, I guess-"
"Yes!" Pan bit her lip. ~That was waaaay too loud. But at least I finally said it!~ she thought, beaming with happiness.
"Really?! Yes! I mean, great. Uh..."
"Yes?" Pan asked. He did sound cute, but great Dende he was dumb when he was nervous. "Soo, I guess we should get a place to meet?"
"That is what I was about to say, how funny."
~Haha. That's hilarious. Where!?~
"Uh, you know that place I was telling you about? It is supposed to be really good, I forgot the name, but I will pick you up at 7, okay? In the evening, not in a few hours. Okay, can't wait! Bye!" Trunks hung up the phone, leaving Pan in dead silence once again.
~Oh my gosh, a date with Trunks! Yes! Oh my gosh I have nothing to wear!~ Pan thought frantically, running through the living room.
~Wait a second! What am I thinking???! Haha. What am I going to wear. How dumb is that?~
~I guess I will have to go shopping.~