Chapter 8: Waking up
Rory could feel her body being shaken. There was a firm grip around her shoulders and a voice calling out to her. But she didn't respond. She didn't want to wake up. She was too tired, so she slept on. But not for long.
"WAKE UP RORY!" Paris yelled for the 5th and final time.
Rory was suddenly hurled back into consiousness. With a jolt, she sat bolt upright to be greeted by the smiling and laughing face of Paris.
"Huh?" was Rory's first reaction.
"It's time to go." Paris explained slowly so that Rory could understand her.
"Oh. That's right," said Rory. "Did I fall asleep?"
Paris nodded her head. Just then Rory noticed an unfamiliar face standing next to Paris.
"Um Paris," Rory whispered into Paris's ear, "who's that guy standing next to you?"
"Oh that's Dave!" Paris said in a voice a bit louder than normal.
Rory could see a smile creep up onto Dave's face.
"Are you mocking me?" Rory questioned Dave in a playful tone.
"No."
"Yes you are. I saw you!" Rory replied in defiance.
"Well you obviously saw wrong then didn't you!"
"Paris, who is this Dave person here? He is insufferable! He mocked me you know!"
"Tristan's cousin." She replied flatly.
"Enough said." Rory returned.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Dave enquired increduously.
"Um nothing. Paris, I think it's time for me to go."
Rory got up and left while muttering something about it being wasy past her bedtime. As soon as Rory was out of earchot, she broke out in a fit of uncontrolable laughter. So Rory left the party with an aching side and a smile spread across her face.
A short chapter I know. But it was completed already, so there wasn't much I could do about it. Please review.
~ME~
Rory could feel her body being shaken. There was a firm grip around her shoulders and a voice calling out to her. But she didn't respond. She didn't want to wake up. She was too tired, so she slept on. But not for long.
"WAKE UP RORY!" Paris yelled for the 5th and final time.
Rory was suddenly hurled back into consiousness. With a jolt, she sat bolt upright to be greeted by the smiling and laughing face of Paris.
"Huh?" was Rory's first reaction.
"It's time to go." Paris explained slowly so that Rory could understand her.
"Oh. That's right," said Rory. "Did I fall asleep?"
Paris nodded her head. Just then Rory noticed an unfamiliar face standing next to Paris.
"Um Paris," Rory whispered into Paris's ear, "who's that guy standing next to you?"
"Oh that's Dave!" Paris said in a voice a bit louder than normal.
Rory could see a smile creep up onto Dave's face.
"Are you mocking me?" Rory questioned Dave in a playful tone.
"No."
"Yes you are. I saw you!" Rory replied in defiance.
"Well you obviously saw wrong then didn't you!"
"Paris, who is this Dave person here? He is insufferable! He mocked me you know!"
"Tristan's cousin." She replied flatly.
"Enough said." Rory returned.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Dave enquired increduously.
"Um nothing. Paris, I think it's time for me to go."
Rory got up and left while muttering something about it being wasy past her bedtime. As soon as Rory was out of earchot, she broke out in a fit of uncontrolable laughter. So Rory left the party with an aching side and a smile spread across her face.
A short chapter I know. But it was completed already, so there wasn't much I could do about it. Please review.
~ME~
