Time for another reader interaction: sorry!!! Plz, all of u, kick me at once, I so deserve it. I noe I've been lacking updates lately and I'm so sorry!!! I have a little minor case of writer's block. Just using the time to think of twists and stuff. I have half of Michael's POV written up and I hope to post it in the next two days. So without further ado, the next entry. P.S: U GUYS ROCK!!! I LOVE U!!!
Thursday, December 24th, XMAS EVE!!!
Fat chance of Grand-Mere not finding out about my little secret. She made me try on my gorgeous wine colored ball gown again and it felt just a little bit tight around my waist. Must be those chocolate éclairs. Anyways, the dress pinched at my torso and Grand-Mere noticed something sticking out of my belly.
GM: Mia, what on earth is that?
Me: Um, you see... I... ate before I came!
Gm: no, it seems like a hard object to me.
A look of apprehension spread across her face.
GM: AMELIA! Of all the humiliating things you have done in the past, WHAT POSSESED YOU TO PIERCE YOUR BELLY BUTTON?
The floor was vibrating by now. At any moment, the crystal chandelier was going to fall and crush us both. As if on cue, William just had to poke his head in the room.
Will: Good afternoon Clarisse, Mia. I was walking down the hall and couldn't help but notice screams coming from this direction. Are you in need of any assistance?
GM: How awfully considerate you are William. But we are both quite well.
I threw him a pleading look. Come on William! You're not THAT dense! At least, I don't think you are. But then again, you might be. Or... JUST DO SOMETHING!
GM: We are just in the middle of checking Mia's gown for any... imperfections.
William finally caught my expression and started to rake his brain for an emergency rescue plan.
Will: I deeply apologize for interrupting but I'm afraid I promised Mia to help her practice her dance steps.
GM: Well, that would be fine. Mia, go change and William will be waiting for you here.
YAY! I was spared from Grand-Mere's wrath for now at least. Better than nothing I guess. I practically ran into the dressing room and threw off the gown. It was starting to cut off my circulation. Wait until I get out of here, William was going to get a huge bear hug for saving my life and all.
* Five minutes later *
Me: You are such the best! I seriously thought Grand-Mere was going to kill me back there!
Will: It was nothing but do you mind telling me why she wanted to do such a thing in the first place?
Me: She... thought I put on weight and wasn't too happy about it.
I wasn't about to tell HIM my little secret.
Will: Oh.
Me: You do realize its Christmas Eve right?
Will: Um, yes, I do.
Me: Well then...
Will: Pardon?
Me: You know: " Tis the season to be jolly fa la la la la, la la la la..."
Will: Yes...
He wasn't one for hints, either subtle or evident.
Me: Be happy!
And he started laughing.
Will: You are quite right.
Me: Damn straight! I'm always right!
He burst out laughing again. Then Ethan magically appeared.
ET: Why hello everyone! Enjoying the season?
By the look on his face, I think he hoped the answer was no.
ET: Would you like to join me for a cup of coffee William? I simply cannot believe England lost the rugby match to Scotland yesterday!
Will: Sure. Would you like to join us also Mia?
Ethan was starting to throw death darts at me with his eyes again.
ET: I'm sure her royal highness isn't interested in such a vulgar discussion about sports.
Me: You know, I am. I'll come with you guys.
I think I did it just to royally annoy Ethan, I couldn't pass up such a good opportunity. He's really getting to my nerves. Why does he hate me like that? I've always been civil to him. Well, at least during the first time we met. After that, I had to respond to his rudeness. It was practically self-defense. So we all piled into Ethan's Porsche convertible with him behind the wheel. Somehow, I didn't trust him driving. 15 minutes later, we pulled in front of a pub.
Will: Um, Ethan, are you sure we are at the right place?
ET: Yes of course. I'm not really in the mood for coffee actually. I would much rather have a pint of Guiness.
Will: But Mia's with us.
ET: Oh yes! I completely forgot about her! I guess she'll just have to flag a cab home then. She certainly couldn't go in since she's a minor.
He was playing dirty! That was such a cheap shot!
Will: Well, you do look at bit old for her age. We'll just get you a glass of soda and I'm sure you'll be able to slip in without a problem.
HAHA ETHAN! I kinda duck my head behind William's shoulder and managed to get in. I regretted it though. The place was saturated with cigarette smoke and a drunk man was dancing on the bar singing "Yankee Doodle". Weird.
Will: Don't worry, you'll get used to it. Just scream if you feel someone touching you.
Me: I'll keep that in mind.
ET: So did you see the match yesterday William?
Soon they fell into an animated conversation and I couldn't help but notice Ethan sinking closer and closer towards William until they were SNUGGLING! An odd feeling crossed my mind. Periodically, Ethan would throw me looks of triumph. Like those of a jealous girlfriend. Sheesh! What was he so cocky about?
Thursday, December 24th, XMAS EVE!!!
Fat chance of Grand-Mere not finding out about my little secret. She made me try on my gorgeous wine colored ball gown again and it felt just a little bit tight around my waist. Must be those chocolate éclairs. Anyways, the dress pinched at my torso and Grand-Mere noticed something sticking out of my belly.
GM: Mia, what on earth is that?
Me: Um, you see... I... ate before I came!
Gm: no, it seems like a hard object to me.
A look of apprehension spread across her face.
GM: AMELIA! Of all the humiliating things you have done in the past, WHAT POSSESED YOU TO PIERCE YOUR BELLY BUTTON?
The floor was vibrating by now. At any moment, the crystal chandelier was going to fall and crush us both. As if on cue, William just had to poke his head in the room.
Will: Good afternoon Clarisse, Mia. I was walking down the hall and couldn't help but notice screams coming from this direction. Are you in need of any assistance?
GM: How awfully considerate you are William. But we are both quite well.
I threw him a pleading look. Come on William! You're not THAT dense! At least, I don't think you are. But then again, you might be. Or... JUST DO SOMETHING!
GM: We are just in the middle of checking Mia's gown for any... imperfections.
William finally caught my expression and started to rake his brain for an emergency rescue plan.
Will: I deeply apologize for interrupting but I'm afraid I promised Mia to help her practice her dance steps.
GM: Well, that would be fine. Mia, go change and William will be waiting for you here.
YAY! I was spared from Grand-Mere's wrath for now at least. Better than nothing I guess. I practically ran into the dressing room and threw off the gown. It was starting to cut off my circulation. Wait until I get out of here, William was going to get a huge bear hug for saving my life and all.
* Five minutes later *
Me: You are such the best! I seriously thought Grand-Mere was going to kill me back there!
Will: It was nothing but do you mind telling me why she wanted to do such a thing in the first place?
Me: She... thought I put on weight and wasn't too happy about it.
I wasn't about to tell HIM my little secret.
Will: Oh.
Me: You do realize its Christmas Eve right?
Will: Um, yes, I do.
Me: Well then...
Will: Pardon?
Me: You know: " Tis the season to be jolly fa la la la la, la la la la..."
Will: Yes...
He wasn't one for hints, either subtle or evident.
Me: Be happy!
And he started laughing.
Will: You are quite right.
Me: Damn straight! I'm always right!
He burst out laughing again. Then Ethan magically appeared.
ET: Why hello everyone! Enjoying the season?
By the look on his face, I think he hoped the answer was no.
ET: Would you like to join me for a cup of coffee William? I simply cannot believe England lost the rugby match to Scotland yesterday!
Will: Sure. Would you like to join us also Mia?
Ethan was starting to throw death darts at me with his eyes again.
ET: I'm sure her royal highness isn't interested in such a vulgar discussion about sports.
Me: You know, I am. I'll come with you guys.
I think I did it just to royally annoy Ethan, I couldn't pass up such a good opportunity. He's really getting to my nerves. Why does he hate me like that? I've always been civil to him. Well, at least during the first time we met. After that, I had to respond to his rudeness. It was practically self-defense. So we all piled into Ethan's Porsche convertible with him behind the wheel. Somehow, I didn't trust him driving. 15 minutes later, we pulled in front of a pub.
Will: Um, Ethan, are you sure we are at the right place?
ET: Yes of course. I'm not really in the mood for coffee actually. I would much rather have a pint of Guiness.
Will: But Mia's with us.
ET: Oh yes! I completely forgot about her! I guess she'll just have to flag a cab home then. She certainly couldn't go in since she's a minor.
He was playing dirty! That was such a cheap shot!
Will: Well, you do look at bit old for her age. We'll just get you a glass of soda and I'm sure you'll be able to slip in without a problem.
HAHA ETHAN! I kinda duck my head behind William's shoulder and managed to get in. I regretted it though. The place was saturated with cigarette smoke and a drunk man was dancing on the bar singing "Yankee Doodle". Weird.
Will: Don't worry, you'll get used to it. Just scream if you feel someone touching you.
Me: I'll keep that in mind.
ET: So did you see the match yesterday William?
Soon they fell into an animated conversation and I couldn't help but notice Ethan sinking closer and closer towards William until they were SNUGGLING! An odd feeling crossed my mind. Periodically, Ethan would throw me looks of triumph. Like those of a jealous girlfriend. Sheesh! What was he so cocky about?