Intrigue-chapter 2
Disclaimer- I'm not even gonna bother, the disclaimer for the first chapter stands.
The minute they stepped out of the house it was like wading through a sea of reporters, Freya wasn't so sure she liked it. What she did like, however, was that Dwain was holding her very close as he professed to the reporters that they would first be going to the sushi bar, then to the cinema to see 'Tears of Doom', the latest slushy romance film, before he would whisk her away and give her a guided tour of the studio. Freya worked really hard to keep from laughing out loud. When the press seemed content with where they were going, Dwain escorted her to the Limo he had waiting. "So where are we really going" she asked again
"You know what?" he replied
"What?"
"I'd really like to meet your friends"
Freya gave the chauffer directions to all her friends houses, starting with Summer Parker-Pearson, and after a few moments of explaining what was happening, Freya came back to the Limo without her
"Whats going on?" asked Dwain "Doesn't she want to come?"
"Don't be silly Dwain, of course she does" laughed Freya, "But she overslept and is wearing even less than I was this morning, so she's going to get dressed, meanwhile, she's Invited us all in for a cup of tea"
"All?" asked Dwain "Tea?"
"Me, you, and the chauffer. Summers family don't like coffee, so they don't buy it" she answered
"oohhhhhh" he said "OK, come on Julian, you heard the lady"
"Julian?" asked Freya, Summer had often told her of a Julian, a dashing, hunky Julian who had fallen in love with her best friend, Jenny and put them all in terrible danger. A Julian from the shadow world, dark, evil, dangerous.
She shook herself and got out of the car, following Dwain, Julian behind her. It was stupid to be afraid of a man because of his name but she refused to turn around nevertheless.
When they got to the house Summer was waiting by the door, she greeted each of them in turn "Hello Mr Philipps, Hi Freya" Freya waited for the last greeting, and waited, and waited, refusing to turn around. But when it never came she had to turn, she needed to se why. She turned slowly, very slowly, head bowed, dreading the sight of the man who had haunted her dreams for an eternity of shadows, since Summer first told her of her journey to the shadow world. She raised her head, again slowly. She first took in his shoes, Immaculately polished, very black, raising it more she saw that he was wearing the uniform of a chauffer. She moved her head again, this time slightly to one side, his wrist was mostly covered by his sleeves, but she thought she could just about see a green tail poking out from underneath. Finally, she looked at his face. ohhhhhhhh shit. she thought, he was exactly as Summer had described him, from the beautiful blue eyes, like mountain lakes, to his pure white hair, like a mist had settled on his head. Summer herself was still standing by the door, she had thrown a dressing gown on, thankfully, and was gaping and staring with wide eyes at the shadow man posing as a chauffer
"Oh. My. God" she said in a voice so low it was almost whispering "J-Julian"
"Hello Summer" he replied "Don't worry, I'm not trying to kill you anymore"
"T-trying??" she stuttered
"Oh yes, thats right, Oh well, at least you're here to tell the tale"
"Am I...Missing something hee?" asked Dwain, looking sheepish
"Oh Don't give me that bull Dwain, you know perfectly well whats going on. Shall we?" asked Julian. Freya was confused until she saw that he was gesturing towards the table. She slid into a seat, while summer poured 4 coffees and they sat down to talk and reminisce...
Chapter 3 still to come. I've never got 4 reviews in one day... Thank you ^_^ do it again and I may have another chapter out by tomorrow, If you don't know who Julian is I suggest that you read the Forbidden Game. Yummy. byebye now ^_^
Disclaimer- I'm not even gonna bother, the disclaimer for the first chapter stands.
The minute they stepped out of the house it was like wading through a sea of reporters, Freya wasn't so sure she liked it. What she did like, however, was that Dwain was holding her very close as he professed to the reporters that they would first be going to the sushi bar, then to the cinema to see 'Tears of Doom', the latest slushy romance film, before he would whisk her away and give her a guided tour of the studio. Freya worked really hard to keep from laughing out loud. When the press seemed content with where they were going, Dwain escorted her to the Limo he had waiting. "So where are we really going" she asked again
"You know what?" he replied
"What?"
"I'd really like to meet your friends"
Freya gave the chauffer directions to all her friends houses, starting with Summer Parker-Pearson, and after a few moments of explaining what was happening, Freya came back to the Limo without her
"Whats going on?" asked Dwain "Doesn't she want to come?"
"Don't be silly Dwain, of course she does" laughed Freya, "But she overslept and is wearing even less than I was this morning, so she's going to get dressed, meanwhile, she's Invited us all in for a cup of tea"
"All?" asked Dwain "Tea?"
"Me, you, and the chauffer. Summers family don't like coffee, so they don't buy it" she answered
"oohhhhhh" he said "OK, come on Julian, you heard the lady"
"Julian?" asked Freya, Summer had often told her of a Julian, a dashing, hunky Julian who had fallen in love with her best friend, Jenny and put them all in terrible danger. A Julian from the shadow world, dark, evil, dangerous.
She shook herself and got out of the car, following Dwain, Julian behind her. It was stupid to be afraid of a man because of his name but she refused to turn around nevertheless.
When they got to the house Summer was waiting by the door, she greeted each of them in turn "Hello Mr Philipps, Hi Freya" Freya waited for the last greeting, and waited, and waited, refusing to turn around. But when it never came she had to turn, she needed to se why. She turned slowly, very slowly, head bowed, dreading the sight of the man who had haunted her dreams for an eternity of shadows, since Summer first told her of her journey to the shadow world. She raised her head, again slowly. She first took in his shoes, Immaculately polished, very black, raising it more she saw that he was wearing the uniform of a chauffer. She moved her head again, this time slightly to one side, his wrist was mostly covered by his sleeves, but she thought she could just about see a green tail poking out from underneath. Finally, she looked at his face. ohhhhhhhh shit. she thought, he was exactly as Summer had described him, from the beautiful blue eyes, like mountain lakes, to his pure white hair, like a mist had settled on his head. Summer herself was still standing by the door, she had thrown a dressing gown on, thankfully, and was gaping and staring with wide eyes at the shadow man posing as a chauffer
"Oh. My. God" she said in a voice so low it was almost whispering "J-Julian"
"Hello Summer" he replied "Don't worry, I'm not trying to kill you anymore"
"T-trying??" she stuttered
"Oh yes, thats right, Oh well, at least you're here to tell the tale"
"Am I...Missing something hee?" asked Dwain, looking sheepish
"Oh Don't give me that bull Dwain, you know perfectly well whats going on. Shall we?" asked Julian. Freya was confused until she saw that he was gesturing towards the table. She slid into a seat, while summer poured 4 coffees and they sat down to talk and reminisce...
Chapter 3 still to come. I've never got 4 reviews in one day... Thank you ^_^ do it again and I may have another chapter out by tomorrow, If you don't know who Julian is I suggest that you read the Forbidden Game. Yummy. byebye now ^_^