Chapter 3 (Alright, i'm adding another chapter to this because im bored, n a wanna thicken the damn plot!)
"Hey Rachel." Yvonne asked as they came into the kitchen. Cassandra and Kelly let her hands go. "What are you guys doing up so early?" Rachel said as she cleaned up the spill she found by the coffee pot. "We went to bed early last night. Tired from partying the entire day." "Another first. Especially at 6:30 a.m.." She dropped the paper towel into the trash, and turned to smile at her friends.
Yvonne sat on one of the bar stools, wearing navy blue sweats to keep warm. Kelly walked into the back, in a black sweater and dark blue jeans. And Cassandra sat at the table in a green turtleneck, and black pants. Kelly came out of the back, chomping on a pickle. Yvonne looked around. "Don't tell me rise-and-shine-boy isn't awake yet." "No, he had breakfast, then Serena called him over. You hungry?"
Cassandra got up, and went back. "Thank you, I think I am." "Me too," said a following Yvonne. Rachel sighed, then walked out of the kitchen. She dug around the coat closet for a deck of cards. She found three of them on the top shelf. As she stretched to reach for them, her strength faltered. She stumbled, and gripped the door knob. She ached once more, but ignored it. Snatching the deck, she went back.
She pulled out a chair, and Kelly handed her a pickle. Accepting it, she crunched into the sour vegetable. Cassandra and Yvonne came back with tuna, and bologna ketchup sandwiches, Yvonne held the napkins. They sat, and Rachel shuffled the deck. She dealt the cards, and said that rounds' rules. "Five card draw, jacks or better, dollar to open, five dollar limit, and lo-ho card wild." Agreeing to the rules, they took their cards.
Kelly was the first to open. "Two bucks." Yvonne folded, Cassandra checked, and Rachel did the same. She offered replacements. One for Kelly, two for Cassandra, and two for Rachel. She studied her hand carefully. She quickly put on her old sunglasses. That was a tactic shared by many gamblers. The trick was that it hid the eyes, thus not showing emotion, or allowing the viewer to look around without getting caught.
"Kelly?" Rachel asked. Kelly sighed, then dropped her cards. Cassandra raised a brow, and put in her two dollars. She quickly glanced at her hand, and checked. "You gonna raise it sista'?" Rachel questioned playfully. Cassandra grinned. Cassandra and Rachel were genuine card sharks. And they knew when another was bluffing. Neither were. Cassandra raised it to three bucks. Leaving it at that, Rachel put down her hand.
"Flush." She reached for the money, but Cass grabbed her wrist, not moving her eyes from her hand. "Uh...Is a hard flush higher? I forgot." Cassandra said innocently. "Damn!" Rachel said, and leaned back as Cassandra pulled the money to herself. After about thirty minutes, they called an intermission. Rachel went into the back to reload the sandwiches.
As she came back in, she jumped out of her skin at the sound of a high pitched scream. "Kelly!" She scolded. Walking forward, she saw her brother had returned. And utterly drenched. Yet he seemed happy. "Stanton, that is so sweet!" Rachel looked at everyone surrounding Stanton. That could only mean one thing. News about Serena. "What up?" She asked casually as she set the plate of food down.
Stanton looked up, and smiled. He came to her, and made a fist, his knuckles pointing up. A bright, shiny, silver ring with an intertwining band, cradling a dark blue sapphire inside, twinkled on his hand. She instantly knew what it meant. Taking his hand, she looked at the gorgeous jewel. She smiled her happy congratulations to her brother.
"Hey Rachel." Yvonne asked as they came into the kitchen. Cassandra and Kelly let her hands go. "What are you guys doing up so early?" Rachel said as she cleaned up the spill she found by the coffee pot. "We went to bed early last night. Tired from partying the entire day." "Another first. Especially at 6:30 a.m.." She dropped the paper towel into the trash, and turned to smile at her friends.
Yvonne sat on one of the bar stools, wearing navy blue sweats to keep warm. Kelly walked into the back, in a black sweater and dark blue jeans. And Cassandra sat at the table in a green turtleneck, and black pants. Kelly came out of the back, chomping on a pickle. Yvonne looked around. "Don't tell me rise-and-shine-boy isn't awake yet." "No, he had breakfast, then Serena called him over. You hungry?"
Cassandra got up, and went back. "Thank you, I think I am." "Me too," said a following Yvonne. Rachel sighed, then walked out of the kitchen. She dug around the coat closet for a deck of cards. She found three of them on the top shelf. As she stretched to reach for them, her strength faltered. She stumbled, and gripped the door knob. She ached once more, but ignored it. Snatching the deck, she went back.
She pulled out a chair, and Kelly handed her a pickle. Accepting it, she crunched into the sour vegetable. Cassandra and Yvonne came back with tuna, and bologna ketchup sandwiches, Yvonne held the napkins. They sat, and Rachel shuffled the deck. She dealt the cards, and said that rounds' rules. "Five card draw, jacks or better, dollar to open, five dollar limit, and lo-ho card wild." Agreeing to the rules, they took their cards.
Kelly was the first to open. "Two bucks." Yvonne folded, Cassandra checked, and Rachel did the same. She offered replacements. One for Kelly, two for Cassandra, and two for Rachel. She studied her hand carefully. She quickly put on her old sunglasses. That was a tactic shared by many gamblers. The trick was that it hid the eyes, thus not showing emotion, or allowing the viewer to look around without getting caught.
"Kelly?" Rachel asked. Kelly sighed, then dropped her cards. Cassandra raised a brow, and put in her two dollars. She quickly glanced at her hand, and checked. "You gonna raise it sista'?" Rachel questioned playfully. Cassandra grinned. Cassandra and Rachel were genuine card sharks. And they knew when another was bluffing. Neither were. Cassandra raised it to three bucks. Leaving it at that, Rachel put down her hand.
"Flush." She reached for the money, but Cass grabbed her wrist, not moving her eyes from her hand. "Uh...Is a hard flush higher? I forgot." Cassandra said innocently. "Damn!" Rachel said, and leaned back as Cassandra pulled the money to herself. After about thirty minutes, they called an intermission. Rachel went into the back to reload the sandwiches.
As she came back in, she jumped out of her skin at the sound of a high pitched scream. "Kelly!" She scolded. Walking forward, she saw her brother had returned. And utterly drenched. Yet he seemed happy. "Stanton, that is so sweet!" Rachel looked at everyone surrounding Stanton. That could only mean one thing. News about Serena. "What up?" She asked casually as she set the plate of food down.
Stanton looked up, and smiled. He came to her, and made a fist, his knuckles pointing up. A bright, shiny, silver ring with an intertwining band, cradling a dark blue sapphire inside, twinkled on his hand. She instantly knew what it meant. Taking his hand, she looked at the gorgeous jewel. She smiled her happy congratulations to her brother.