5.Dylan.
She'd been sitting on the bed, just staring out at the stars, for what felt like days after discovering she had somehow locked herself in the room. Or had they locked her in, she wondered? After all, what can you do in a room that measures maybe 15ft by 15ft, and is basically empty space, she thought. I've showered, changed my clothes and slept. I'm bored now, and hungry. So she sat staring out at the stars, wishing she knew their names.
There was a loud rapping on the door. She jumped in fright, asking a bit too loudly for whoever it was to identify themselves. Smiling to herself at the answer, she suddenly realised how foolish she was going to look when she admitted that she didn't know how to operate a simple door. And dammit! For some stupid reason, she didn't like the idea of appearing foolish in front of him. He'd only laugh at her again. She couldn't bear the idea of him laughing at her again.
Sighing, she got up and stood close to the door. Maybe if she whispered, it wouldn't seem so bad.
"I don't know how to open this door."
She could almost feel his disbelief through the door. Just what she needed! And to think she'd thought him kind of cute too!
She did as he instructed her, but still was unable to open the door.
"Step back ma'am, and I'll push."
She retreated to the bed, her back up against the wall. Trying to get away from him.from those eyes that would be laughing at her, but also angry with her all at the same time.
She blinked back tears as he stepped through the door, his face a picture of barely restrained fury. He stood in front of her, a vision in black, she thought. Like some dark avenging angel, come to drag her to hell.
"Have you been locked in here since yesterday?"
She nodded, feeling her face flush as she realised he was actually being nice to her, when she had expected him to shout at her for being so stupid.
"So you haven't eaten then?"
She shook her head, not trusting her voice not to crack.
"Well, come on. I think we can squeeze in some breakfast before I deliver you to the Commodore."
Slowly she followed him into the corridor, grateful that today, at least, he wasn't making her run to catch up.
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She'd been sitting on the bed, just staring out at the stars, for what felt like days after discovering she had somehow locked herself in the room. Or had they locked her in, she wondered? After all, what can you do in a room that measures maybe 15ft by 15ft, and is basically empty space, she thought. I've showered, changed my clothes and slept. I'm bored now, and hungry. So she sat staring out at the stars, wishing she knew their names.
There was a loud rapping on the door. She jumped in fright, asking a bit too loudly for whoever it was to identify themselves. Smiling to herself at the answer, she suddenly realised how foolish she was going to look when she admitted that she didn't know how to operate a simple door. And dammit! For some stupid reason, she didn't like the idea of appearing foolish in front of him. He'd only laugh at her again. She couldn't bear the idea of him laughing at her again.
Sighing, she got up and stood close to the door. Maybe if she whispered, it wouldn't seem so bad.
"I don't know how to open this door."
She could almost feel his disbelief through the door. Just what she needed! And to think she'd thought him kind of cute too!
She did as he instructed her, but still was unable to open the door.
"Step back ma'am, and I'll push."
She retreated to the bed, her back up against the wall. Trying to get away from him.from those eyes that would be laughing at her, but also angry with her all at the same time.
She blinked back tears as he stepped through the door, his face a picture of barely restrained fury. He stood in front of her, a vision in black, she thought. Like some dark avenging angel, come to drag her to hell.
"Have you been locked in here since yesterday?"
She nodded, feeling her face flush as she realised he was actually being nice to her, when she had expected him to shout at her for being so stupid.
"So you haven't eaten then?"
She shook her head, not trusting her voice not to crack.
"Well, come on. I think we can squeeze in some breakfast before I deliver you to the Commodore."
Slowly she followed him into the corridor, grateful that today, at least, he wasn't making her run to catch up.
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