okay, here's da toid (third) chaptoi. (chapter).
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"Good-bye, Aunt Zellie!" Nicole said, running into her friend's back yard (with her friend, of course). "C'mon Eliza, I'll race you to that tree!"
"Mrs. Schreiber," Zelda said, addressing Eliza's mother. "Thanks so much for keeping Nicole here for me on such short notice. . ."
"Oh, it's nothing!" Mrs. Schreiber laughed. "Nicole is always welcome here, Zelda. And, as my daughter's best friend's mother, you're welcome here also."
"Um, thanks," Zelda said, stepping out of the house. She closed the door and frowned. That woman had mistaken her for Nicole's mother. That was oddly strange. Hadn't Mrs. Schreiber ever met Peach before?
Zelda shook it off and took out the want ads. Peach had left early again that morning, and said that Zelda had 'better have a job by the time I get back. Or at least have tried.' She was determined.
"Hmm....what can I do..." Zelda muttered to herself, searching the paper. "Hm. Hm, hm, hm. 'Chauffer wanted....blah blah blah....must be willing to drive two passengers to Boston Massachussettes by tomorrow.......' Well, Nicole's sleeping over the night at Eliza's, so maybe I could get away with this 'job' for now."
So it wasn't really a job. But she would at least get paid well for it, so why not? She knew the way to Boston (or at least she thought she did). Zelda stopped at a phone booth and called the number given.
"Ohhh.....it's the job thing, right?" came a gruff voice after she had explained the situation to him."
"Yeah," Zelda answered.
"Well, come on over! The sooner the better! We'll be providing you with a car--neither of us realized it, but" (he laughed)"our driver's licenses have both expired."
"Okay, where can I find you?"
Zelda wrote down his address, then stepped out of the booth. Then she realized she didn't know where the right street was. Passing the Super Smash market, she noticed that Link was standing outside of it, smoking a cigarette.
She walked up to him. "Excuse me," she said, blushing. "But could you possibly point me in the direction of this street?" Zelda handed him the scrap of paper.
Link took a look at the paper and lazily took the cigarette out of his mouth. "Take a left on that corner then hang right after the second stop light."
"Thanks," she said, taking the paper back and beginning to walk away.
"You just missed him," Link said after her.
Zelda stopped. "Just missed who?"
"Marth. I think he wanted to know where you were. But if I were you, I'd steer clear of him today. He seems to be in a pretty bad mood, if you know what I mean."
"Oh, okay," Zelda said, a little confused. "Um. . .thanks, L-Link."
He shrugged; his way of saying that it was no big deal. Zelda felt her heart flutter. She quickly turned away and walked in the direction Link had told her to go. At the spotlight, she saw a blue Ford waiting to turn left.
'That looks a lot like our car,' Zelda said, not really taking another look at it. Peach was at work with the car anyway. They'd nicknamed it "Crappy Blue Car," because it was so old and. . .crappy.
Zelda crossed the street, and walked up to the right apartment. She rang the buzzer, and the man she'd spoken to on the phone allowed her to go in. Zelda headed towards the stairs and walked up to the fourth floor.
She knocked on the door, then gasped when it was opened.
"MARTH!"
"You miss nothing, do you?" Marth asked, grabbing Zelda's wrist and dragging her into the room. "Desperate to find a job, aren't you? Too bad you got fired from last one, isn't it?"
"W-what's going on?" Zelda asked, feeling as if she wasn't about to get a job offering. Or at least the one she'd come for. . ."This isn't even your house--it's an apartment! And what're you doing here?!"
"Well, there is ONE true thing about our advertisement," Marth said, ignoring Zelda's question. "There are two of us. My friend and I. Another innocent young girl like you has already answered our calls, and she is. . .negotiating. . .with my friend in that bedroom. I mean, room."
Zelda's heart beat faster as she stared at the closed door, and was afraid to even think about what may be going on behind it.
"It's a shame we broke up," Marth said. "I even admit to having wished that you might have been one of the people to call for the 'job.'" Stepping closer, his eyes roamed around Zelda's body, stopping briefly (but noticeably) at her chest.
Getting nervous, Zelda took a half-step backwards. "And what if a man had answered to the job?"
"Simple. We would've said that the job was already taken and that we wouldn't be needing his services." Marth stepped closer, and his hands reached for the zipper of Zelda's pants.
"Stop!" Zelda said simply, quickly backing away from Marth and into the wall. "Just stop! You could be arrested for this!"
"You won't tell anyone," Marth said, pinning Zelda against the wall. "You'd be afraid to. I know you, Zelda." He grabbed her arms and leaned closer to her.
She tried to run. "Leave me alone, you son of a--!"
Not about to be cursed off by his ex-girlfriend, Marth smashed his lips against hers. Not the romantic type of kiss she'd grown accustomed to. This one was forceful, and rough.
Once the shock had worn off, Zelda pulled back her arm, and fired her fist at Marth's face. The force sent him to the ground, and he stared up at her in fear and alarm.
"Zel, what was--"
"You shut up and listen to me!" Zelda shouted. "I don't care if your dad owns the biggest supermarket in the country and if you are one of the richest people here! Understand me!? I don't care! I am NOT one of your ditzy little blondes who'll sleep with you whenever you want! I'm not like that, okay?!"
"I can fix tha--"
Zelda grasped the doorknob behind her. "You said you know me, but it's obvious that you don't! And don't you ever come near me again, or else I swear that I'll kill you!"
Marth slowly got to his feet and walked towards her. Zelda turned, and lifted up her leg. Her black army boot collided with the side of Marth's head, and collapsed to the floor again, this time unconcious.
"Hey, what's going on out there?" came a voice from behind the closed door.
Sweating heavily, Zelda pulled the door open and flew down the four flights of stairs. She ran outside of the apartment, and headed towards a bus stop. Then it hit her: she had no money.
The bus was just beginning to pull away from the stop. Zelda readied herself, then jumped onto the bumper at the last second. She was shocked to see that she was sharing her space with another passenger.
"Hey," said Zelda. "Link. . ."
"Hi," Link greeted, smiling at her.
"Um. . .so, are you off work?"
Link sighed. "Yeah. Permanently. I just got fired."
"What?!"
"Yeah, I couldn't believe it either. The manager said that I had given a shopper a pound of turkey instead of a pound and a quarter." Link rolled his eyes. "He blamed me for getting it wrong, even though it's our crappy scales that aren't working."
"Oh. . .I'm so sorry," Zelda apologized, frowning. "That dumb manager is really impatient with the workers. I feel terrible." She really did feel bad. Sighing, she pulled the want ads out of her pocket. "I'm looking for a job too. Maybe we could.... you know, kind of. . ." She blushed a deep red color.
"Find a job together?" Link asked innocently, grinning. He'd had the same idea in mind. Zelda nodded with embarressment, and he continued. "I think that'd be a great idea, Zel. What positions are open?"
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Later that night, Zelda sat in the living room, feeling quite accomplished. She and Link had both been hired by the management of The Cart house, a fancy resteraunt just uptown. Their head waiter and one of the waitresses had recently stepped out, and they were in need of two new workers. Perfect, wasn't it?
Nicole's findings the other day had tempted Zelda to take another look at some of her late mother's favorite movies. Peach was often prejudiced against them, saying they were 'old, and not even in color.'
But that didn't bother Zelda. She loved older movies as much as new ones. Whever people asked her what kind of genre she liked the most, she couldn't come up with an answer (her favorites ranged from Gone With the Wind to The Terminator to Oklahoma, to name a few).
As of now, she was watching His Girl Friday; a movie starring her favorite comedian of all time--Rosalind Russell. Then she realized that I Love Lucy was on, and quickly turned over to it.
It was the episode where Lucy and Ethel had to hitchhike all the way to Florida. It was one of her favorite episodes (a/n: and, conveniently enough, mine too!). Then she heard the door open, and Peach walked.
"Hi Peach," Zelda said.
"Hello. Slacking off as usual, I see. How'd the job hunting go?"
"Fine," Zelda answered, deciding not to tell Peach about Marth. "I got a job as a waitress in The Cart house."
"Waitress, huh?" Peach asked, taking out her earrings. "And at the Cart house, too. Not that bad."
"Umm. . .thanks?" Zelda asked, unsure of what to say.
Peach headed towards the bathroom.
"In case you're wondering, Nicole is at Eliza's house," Zelda said.
"Who's house?"
"Eliza. Eliza Schreiber. Nicole's best friend."
"Oh, yes! Right! Ha! Yeah, I was just about to ask you where she was. . .Um, okay. I'll be in the bath."
"Okay."
Zelda had been wondering whether or not to tell Peach that Mrs. Shcreiber had mistaken her for Nicole's mother. But she didn't.
'Marth was right,' Zelda thought darkly, watching Lucy and Ethel attempt to fix a flat tire. 'I AM a coward.'
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weeeeeeeeeeeeeell? a little weird, or what do u think??
okay, i have officially titled my list o' movies as Zelda's Recommendations for the Day. K? here are the some of the ones posted on my bio...
1. Titanic (Romance/Drama starring Leonardo DiCaprio and Kate Winslet)
2. Charlie's Angels 1+2 (Action/Comedy starring Drew Barrymore, Cameron Diaz, and Lucy Liu)
3. On The Waterfront (Romance/Drama starring Marlon Brando and Eva Marie Saint)
4. Gone With The Wind (War Drama/Romance starring Vivien Leigh and Clark Gable)
5. It Happened One Night (Comedy/Romance starring Claudette Colbert and Clark Gable)
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"Good-bye, Aunt Zellie!" Nicole said, running into her friend's back yard (with her friend, of course). "C'mon Eliza, I'll race you to that tree!"
"Mrs. Schreiber," Zelda said, addressing Eliza's mother. "Thanks so much for keeping Nicole here for me on such short notice. . ."
"Oh, it's nothing!" Mrs. Schreiber laughed. "Nicole is always welcome here, Zelda. And, as my daughter's best friend's mother, you're welcome here also."
"Um, thanks," Zelda said, stepping out of the house. She closed the door and frowned. That woman had mistaken her for Nicole's mother. That was oddly strange. Hadn't Mrs. Schreiber ever met Peach before?
Zelda shook it off and took out the want ads. Peach had left early again that morning, and said that Zelda had 'better have a job by the time I get back. Or at least have tried.' She was determined.
"Hmm....what can I do..." Zelda muttered to herself, searching the paper. "Hm. Hm, hm, hm. 'Chauffer wanted....blah blah blah....must be willing to drive two passengers to Boston Massachussettes by tomorrow.......' Well, Nicole's sleeping over the night at Eliza's, so maybe I could get away with this 'job' for now."
So it wasn't really a job. But she would at least get paid well for it, so why not? She knew the way to Boston (or at least she thought she did). Zelda stopped at a phone booth and called the number given.
"Ohhh.....it's the job thing, right?" came a gruff voice after she had explained the situation to him."
"Yeah," Zelda answered.
"Well, come on over! The sooner the better! We'll be providing you with a car--neither of us realized it, but" (he laughed)"our driver's licenses have both expired."
"Okay, where can I find you?"
Zelda wrote down his address, then stepped out of the booth. Then she realized she didn't know where the right street was. Passing the Super Smash market, she noticed that Link was standing outside of it, smoking a cigarette.
She walked up to him. "Excuse me," she said, blushing. "But could you possibly point me in the direction of this street?" Zelda handed him the scrap of paper.
Link took a look at the paper and lazily took the cigarette out of his mouth. "Take a left on that corner then hang right after the second stop light."
"Thanks," she said, taking the paper back and beginning to walk away.
"You just missed him," Link said after her.
Zelda stopped. "Just missed who?"
"Marth. I think he wanted to know where you were. But if I were you, I'd steer clear of him today. He seems to be in a pretty bad mood, if you know what I mean."
"Oh, okay," Zelda said, a little confused. "Um. . .thanks, L-Link."
He shrugged; his way of saying that it was no big deal. Zelda felt her heart flutter. She quickly turned away and walked in the direction Link had told her to go. At the spotlight, she saw a blue Ford waiting to turn left.
'That looks a lot like our car,' Zelda said, not really taking another look at it. Peach was at work with the car anyway. They'd nicknamed it "Crappy Blue Car," because it was so old and. . .crappy.
Zelda crossed the street, and walked up to the right apartment. She rang the buzzer, and the man she'd spoken to on the phone allowed her to go in. Zelda headed towards the stairs and walked up to the fourth floor.
She knocked on the door, then gasped when it was opened.
"MARTH!"
"You miss nothing, do you?" Marth asked, grabbing Zelda's wrist and dragging her into the room. "Desperate to find a job, aren't you? Too bad you got fired from last one, isn't it?"
"W-what's going on?" Zelda asked, feeling as if she wasn't about to get a job offering. Or at least the one she'd come for. . ."This isn't even your house--it's an apartment! And what're you doing here?!"
"Well, there is ONE true thing about our advertisement," Marth said, ignoring Zelda's question. "There are two of us. My friend and I. Another innocent young girl like you has already answered our calls, and she is. . .negotiating. . .with my friend in that bedroom. I mean, room."
Zelda's heart beat faster as she stared at the closed door, and was afraid to even think about what may be going on behind it.
"It's a shame we broke up," Marth said. "I even admit to having wished that you might have been one of the people to call for the 'job.'" Stepping closer, his eyes roamed around Zelda's body, stopping briefly (but noticeably) at her chest.
Getting nervous, Zelda took a half-step backwards. "And what if a man had answered to the job?"
"Simple. We would've said that the job was already taken and that we wouldn't be needing his services." Marth stepped closer, and his hands reached for the zipper of Zelda's pants.
"Stop!" Zelda said simply, quickly backing away from Marth and into the wall. "Just stop! You could be arrested for this!"
"You won't tell anyone," Marth said, pinning Zelda against the wall. "You'd be afraid to. I know you, Zelda." He grabbed her arms and leaned closer to her.
She tried to run. "Leave me alone, you son of a--!"
Not about to be cursed off by his ex-girlfriend, Marth smashed his lips against hers. Not the romantic type of kiss she'd grown accustomed to. This one was forceful, and rough.
Once the shock had worn off, Zelda pulled back her arm, and fired her fist at Marth's face. The force sent him to the ground, and he stared up at her in fear and alarm.
"Zel, what was--"
"You shut up and listen to me!" Zelda shouted. "I don't care if your dad owns the biggest supermarket in the country and if you are one of the richest people here! Understand me!? I don't care! I am NOT one of your ditzy little blondes who'll sleep with you whenever you want! I'm not like that, okay?!"
"I can fix tha--"
Zelda grasped the doorknob behind her. "You said you know me, but it's obvious that you don't! And don't you ever come near me again, or else I swear that I'll kill you!"
Marth slowly got to his feet and walked towards her. Zelda turned, and lifted up her leg. Her black army boot collided with the side of Marth's head, and collapsed to the floor again, this time unconcious.
"Hey, what's going on out there?" came a voice from behind the closed door.
Sweating heavily, Zelda pulled the door open and flew down the four flights of stairs. She ran outside of the apartment, and headed towards a bus stop. Then it hit her: she had no money.
The bus was just beginning to pull away from the stop. Zelda readied herself, then jumped onto the bumper at the last second. She was shocked to see that she was sharing her space with another passenger.
"Hey," said Zelda. "Link. . ."
"Hi," Link greeted, smiling at her.
"Um. . .so, are you off work?"
Link sighed. "Yeah. Permanently. I just got fired."
"What?!"
"Yeah, I couldn't believe it either. The manager said that I had given a shopper a pound of turkey instead of a pound and a quarter." Link rolled his eyes. "He blamed me for getting it wrong, even though it's our crappy scales that aren't working."
"Oh. . .I'm so sorry," Zelda apologized, frowning. "That dumb manager is really impatient with the workers. I feel terrible." She really did feel bad. Sighing, she pulled the want ads out of her pocket. "I'm looking for a job too. Maybe we could.... you know, kind of. . ." She blushed a deep red color.
"Find a job together?" Link asked innocently, grinning. He'd had the same idea in mind. Zelda nodded with embarressment, and he continued. "I think that'd be a great idea, Zel. What positions are open?"
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Later that night, Zelda sat in the living room, feeling quite accomplished. She and Link had both been hired by the management of The Cart house, a fancy resteraunt just uptown. Their head waiter and one of the waitresses had recently stepped out, and they were in need of two new workers. Perfect, wasn't it?
Nicole's findings the other day had tempted Zelda to take another look at some of her late mother's favorite movies. Peach was often prejudiced against them, saying they were 'old, and not even in color.'
But that didn't bother Zelda. She loved older movies as much as new ones. Whever people asked her what kind of genre she liked the most, she couldn't come up with an answer (her favorites ranged from Gone With the Wind to The Terminator to Oklahoma, to name a few).
As of now, she was watching His Girl Friday; a movie starring her favorite comedian of all time--Rosalind Russell. Then she realized that I Love Lucy was on, and quickly turned over to it.
It was the episode where Lucy and Ethel had to hitchhike all the way to Florida. It was one of her favorite episodes (a/n: and, conveniently enough, mine too!). Then she heard the door open, and Peach walked.
"Hi Peach," Zelda said.
"Hello. Slacking off as usual, I see. How'd the job hunting go?"
"Fine," Zelda answered, deciding not to tell Peach about Marth. "I got a job as a waitress in The Cart house."
"Waitress, huh?" Peach asked, taking out her earrings. "And at the Cart house, too. Not that bad."
"Umm. . .thanks?" Zelda asked, unsure of what to say.
Peach headed towards the bathroom.
"In case you're wondering, Nicole is at Eliza's house," Zelda said.
"Who's house?"
"Eliza. Eliza Schreiber. Nicole's best friend."
"Oh, yes! Right! Ha! Yeah, I was just about to ask you where she was. . .Um, okay. I'll be in the bath."
"Okay."
Zelda had been wondering whether or not to tell Peach that Mrs. Shcreiber had mistaken her for Nicole's mother. But she didn't.
'Marth was right,' Zelda thought darkly, watching Lucy and Ethel attempt to fix a flat tire. 'I AM a coward.'
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weeeeeeeeeeeeeell? a little weird, or what do u think??
okay, i have officially titled my list o' movies as Zelda's Recommendations for the Day. K? here are the some of the ones posted on my bio...
1. Titanic (Romance/Drama starring Leonardo DiCaprio and Kate Winslet)
2. Charlie's Angels 1+2 (Action/Comedy starring Drew Barrymore, Cameron Diaz, and Lucy Liu)
3. On The Waterfront (Romance/Drama starring Marlon Brando and Eva Marie Saint)
4. Gone With The Wind (War Drama/Romance starring Vivien Leigh and Clark Gable)
5. It Happened One Night (Comedy/Romance starring Claudette Colbert and Clark Gable)