Chapter Four: Peeping Toms
A bemused flight attendant was staring into my eyes. " I was wondering if you would like anything to drink. Orange Juice?" she asked, holding up a pitcher.
Serena leaned over me, her hair draping over the armrest and my lap. She peered at the menu the flight attendant handed me. " I'll have parmesan chicken with spaghetti with basil tomatoes on the side. I'll have a green salad as my appetizer. Oh, and a double fudge cookies and cream sundae," Serena ordered.
The flight attendant stared at her in amazement. " How do you stay so thin?" she asked.
" Exercise," Serena answered promptly. " I ran this morning." Serena winked at me.
I chuckled, knowing exactly what kind of running she did.
The flight attendant looked at me and her eyelashes began batting. She dove onto me like a vulture, in my mind. " And what would you like?" she cooed.
I stifled a groan. This was unbelievable; she was flirting with me; on first class to boot! " I'll have the same, except instead of the sundae, I'll have two scoops of Rocky Road ice cream," I said.
She smiled and made an effort to brush my arm when she plucked the menu from Serena's hand. " I'll be back soon," she purred to me.
" Gee, great! I'll be waiting!" Serena chirped.
The flight attendant blinked and stared helplessly at me. I averted my eyes and subdued a chuckle.
" Well then," she said and stalked off.
With a sigh Serena leaned her forehead against my shoulder. With her face buried in my shoulder, she asked me how my assignment was.
" Oh loads of fun," I replied dryly.
Serena sat straight up. " Now where have I heard that before?" she murmured.
I pursed my lips in mock thought.
" Oh right! When the girls were first showing me my room!" Serena smiled and launched into the role of storytelling. " I walked into a large, bare room. I mean it was humungous but full of nothing."
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" Is this my room?" I asked skeptically.
The girls laughed lightly. Ami walked over to a spot on the wall. She pressed her hand against it, and a blue outline of her hand appeared. " Open," she ordered, with her hand on the wall.
I stared at amazement as a piece of the wall flipped over and a screen shone. " Serena," Ami beckoned, " So, what do you want your room to look like? Let's start bottom up."
So we did. Using the touch-tone screen, I decided on a hardwood floor. The bare room floor was suddenly gleaming of wood. I had so much fun decided my room. IT had bay windows with a cushioned seat, and even my own bathroom. The girls turned out to be really friendly, despite their intimidating appearance before.
" Well, Serena we have some things to check on. Stay here for the time being and we'll see you, formally dressed, for your first dinner downstairs at seven, " Ami said.
" Oh, it'll be loads of fun," Lita muttered sarcastically to me after the other girls filed out. Giving me a wink, she walked out too.
I looked at my digital clock on my wooden nightstand; it flashed 5:30 pm. With a tired sigh, I crossed the wooden floor, the peach throw rugs, and collapsed on my bed. I wrapped myself into my page peach comforter with splatters of white flowers. I leaned my head on the fluffy white pillow and stared at my surroundings. There were two doors. One led to my bathroom and another to the hallway. They stood opposite from one another. Between them, lined against the walls, were my walk-in-closet-, vanity, empty bookcase, and a few decorative peach throw rugs scattered on the floor. I stared at the four posts on my bed, and daydreamed a little. After a nice dream of saving the world, I rolled over and stared at the clock again. It's blue numbers told me it was 6:12 and time to shower and get read. I walked across the smooth floor and turned the knob. I gasped at the sight in front of me.
On the right side was a shower, and in front of me were a few marble steps that led to a tub. To my left was a large mirror, sink, and a little rolling stool. There were two small doors. The first one opened to a toilet and a small sink. The other one led to a vast pile of fluffy peach colored towels, bathrobes, soap, and every bath accessory you would ever need. I suppressed a squeal and began to pick.
I put a toe in the water and bubbled filled tub. Gratefully, I submerged myself into the sweet peach aroma. Using a body pouf, I scrubbed myself clean. When I got out of the tub and into my robe, I noticed a few bubbles sticking to me. I turned on the water in the shower and rinsed myself off. Grabbing a towel, I dried my body and wrapped on my white cotton robe with peach blossom designs.
Stepping into my room, I walked into my closet. I gaped once again at the image before me. Clothes everywhere, shoes, and a dresser in the middle. Walking around the dresser, I touched the soft clothes. After a bit, I discarded the rest, and chose a dress the color, yet again peach. It had two thin straps that criss-crossed at my back, and a plunging V-neck. Draping that over my arms, I went to inspect the dresser. I found undergarments. Picking up my necessities from it, I made my last stop at the shoe section. I chose strappy heels with matching color, and left the closet wistfully.
I put my dress on in front of my vanity mirror. It fell just below my knees. Putting on my heels, I sat on my little tool to decided what accessories to add. I a jar on my vanity table, I found ribbons and clips, and in another I found small dried blossoms. An idea formed in my head. Taking a look at my clock, I found that I only had 15 minutes left. Rushing, I ran back into the bathroom.
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Darien smiled in remembrance. The story had stopped. Serena had fallen asleep in the middle of her story. It wasn't that the story was boring; it was the fact that even Serena can get long winded. Tucking a blanket around her, he remembers their first dinner at Dynasty fondly.
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I was nervous and arrived fifteen minutes early. Sitting myself down where Trista pointed, I found my outfit blending in with the rest of the guys. I had on a crisp, white Oxford shirt with the sleeves rolled up half way and black slacks. I brushed my black hair off my forehead impatiently. The place in front of me was empty. It was Serena's place presumingly. " Where is she?" I grumbled in my head. A clatter at the front of the entrance answered me. Serena walked in tentatively.
" I hope I'm not late," she smiled nervously.
" Not at all," Ami replied gracefully. " Sit"
I felt a nudge from Andrew next to me and closed my mouth. Serena was definitely a vision of beauty. Her hair was loose in slight waves with ribbons, white, and peach little flowers woven in. It matched her dress that hugged her figure oh-so-well. As she sat across of me, I noticed that she didn't have any make up, unlike the other girls. There was a faint blush on her cheeks, but I knew that was probably from her running to dinner.
Lita walked in with Ken and Rei and Chad in tow. Although they were dressed up too, they carried the food out. As soon as all the food was set down, they seated themselves. I chuckled at Serena's enlarged eyes at the delicious food in front of her. I believe that Rei's dignified and graceful appearance stopped her from drooling. The food almost made even me drool, too.
Next to my empty, gleaming plate was a clear bowl filled with salad. Mixed in were shrimp, cheese, tomatoes, and other things I couldn't recognize, like the odd dressing. In front of me were platters of Salisbury steak, lemon chicken, bake potatoes with cheese, and all the wonderful dishes your mouth ever watered for.
" Let's eat. Serena and Darien, tomorrow dinner will be more relaxed. You can come down in pjs, whatever. Oh, and everyday we alternate who cooks and who washes. Newbies wash tonight. It's a tradition just like dressing up on the first dinner," Ami explained between bites of lemon chicken.
" Oo0o!" Mina squealed. " Let's have a sleepover!"
Everyone laughed amused, not cruelly. Even I permitted myself a laugh or two.
" Not tonight. Trista, Hotaru, Michelle, and I have got to finish our assignment; maybe in a few more weeks. We'll be leaving tonight," Amara said apologetically.
Mina, I found out, always had a lot to say. Serena and her bonded quickly. In fact almost everyone joined into the two blondes lively conversation. Rei was the only one to sit quietly and eat. Her dark purple eyes when looking at me seemed to see everything. Soon dinner was over all too fast, and everyone retired to his or her rooms. I was glad to go to mine. I had nothing better in mind to do, then curl up on my bed, and stare at the flames in the fireplace before it. Unfortunately, the guys had other ideas in mind.
" Hey, Darien," Andrew hissed. " The rest of the girls are going to hang out in Ami's bathroom. We're going to sneak in and surprise them!"
I was confused. Sure, hanging out in someone's house or even their bedroom was okay, but their bathroom? When the guys and I slipped into her room, pass her security lock somehow; we peeked in through the bathroom door crack. I was astounded. What a bathroom! There was a large Jacuzzi in the corner and a large tub of bubbles. There was even a mini pool. All the girls were dressed in solid color bikinis; very skimpy bikinis, judging from the guys' drool. Suddenly, Serena walked in and all the attention was on her. Her golden-hair was loose in waves down her back. She adorned a dark peach color bikini that just hugged every single curve, leaving little room for imagination.
" Wow," all the guys murmured.
I leaned in, to try and get a better view. We all tumbled into the bathroom without warning.
To be Cont'd….
A/N: Thanks to everyone who reviewed…please review again! I also forgot to mention the fact that I was hoping to get at least 500 reviews for my fic, When Sunlight meets Moonlight, and it'll be cool if you read the fic ( if you haven't already) and reviewed. ^^;; Also, The Ghost of Us has 59 reivews, and I'm dying for that to turn into a 60. Well! I know…little vain me wanting reviews.. I can't help it! A certain writer ahem Makie, influenced me! Well, new chap will be up as soon as I type it! Thanks again!
