Author's note: So you liking it so far? This chapter is dedicated
specifically to the Venture squad, whom none of you most likely know but
they are the ones who pushed me to write this story. Also, to Lauren, I
know you are probably nothing like your character but I'd already written
this bit and so inserted your name in instead of writing your own part, I
hope you still think it's fun. Oh and besides the Venture Squad, this
chapter is dedicated to any reader who knows where I got the vegetable
joke. obsession is so much fun to write about. So here's to all you Orli
fans, this ones for you! Oh and I tried to make Will hot, did I succeed? Oh
I'll post the second two chapters tomorrow, I suddenly realised it's very
late!
"Hey look! It's the snooty shop attendant! Hi how's it going?" Elizabeth said quickly.
"We have some things for you to try on," she said with disinterest as she handed Elizabeth a pile of clothes. "Call me if they're too small," she said while glancing up and down Elizabeth's body, in a derogatory fashion.
"Don't worry I'm sure I'll be just fine," Elizabeth sneered back.
As the attendant turned and went back into the depths of the snooty store, Elizabeth turned and handed Will his half of the pile.
"Ok, you go try on yours and I'll try on mine and we'll both come back out in a minute and see what we think!" Elizabeth smiled as she stepped into the changing room, horribly afraid of what low cut, high-stomached incredibly and uncomfortably revelling things may await her in the pile, but to conscious of Will to express it.
She was surprisingly pleased at what she found, a long pair of khaki pants, fitting at the waist and then flaring slightly at the bottom, with a maroon almost plum loose fitting one-strapped dress to go over it. Elizabeth loved how the dress clung at her top and then cascaded loosely around the khakis to the middle of her thigh, giving an earthy and free feeling to her outfit. She also had a pair of clear sandaled stilettos with about a two- inch heel, she didn't know about those, but she put them on anyway. They sure made a difference in perspective! The outfit was completed with a black sweater with one button in the centre, which accented her bust, while giving an air of innocence and morality. The sweater itself was a little tight across the shoulders so she decided to step out and ask for a bigger size.
She was surprised when she saw Bradford standing there. He took one look at her and did a massive double take.
"Lizzie! You look. wow," was all Bradford was able to sputter.
Elizabeth was a little put off by his sudden attention, she couldn't decide whether she liked it or not, but didn't let it distract her for long.
"What are you doing here?" she asked, sounding a little more annoyed than she actually was.
Bradford's mood change was immediate. "What am I doing here?" he spat at her. "You're the one who is supposedly in grave danger of some internal government conspiracy and so has recruited me to follow your every move. Only to have me find out that you have decided to go on a little shopping spree with your guy here and then force me to go chasing after you, while trying to be inconspicuous leading me to buy something from a store I've never been in, to sign up for free vouchers that I will never use, and duck past the snooty attendants of some overpriced clothing store in order not to be seen with you, and you ask me what I'm doing here? What do you think you're doing here missy?!" Bradford said impatiently.
"We are trying on clothes for a dance," Will said matter-of-factly as he stepped out of the change room.
Elizabeth whirled at the sound of his voice as he stepped out of the change room and promptly was blown out of her mind as she was confronted with how utterly and fantastically stunning he looked.
He still had his beanie on (toque for all those Canadians out there!!) jammed quickly on to hide his hat hair no doubt, so a mass of loose curls hung around his neck. He'd taken his sunglasses off and so his gorgeous chocolate eyes were now visible to the world, beaming with a look of hopeful approval. He was visibly annoyed at Bradford's sudden appearance, but astonished with Elizabeth at the same time, liking what he saw.
But his clothes were what made him stand out; they were spectacular! It was simple, but he made it astonishingly sexy. He wore black clunky shoes, with paint splattered jeans straight boot-cut, with a white tank under a faded chocolate brown shirt, showing his toned and tanned body while enhancing his perfect eyes to the point of exhaustion upon viewing. He was almost too hot to look at. Elizabeth needed air, and soon if she was going to exhibit any self-control. She feared even Bradford's presence wouldn't keep her from breaking down in a giggle and drooling fit that very instant.
"Umm, the top was too small, I'm going to go see if they have a bigger one," was all she managed to blurt out. No comment or compliment, she felt if she started she would never stop.
Quickly Elizabeth tried to find her way to the front of the store, or the nearest fire-escape for some badly needed fresh air, or someone with a photographic memory so she could describe Will to them and then have them repeat his description to her all day, everyday. She never wanted to forget that look! What she did stumble upon was the two people she least wanted to see at the moment, the store manager and snooty attendant.
"Lauren why the heck did you let those two dithering, fashion-starved idiots continue their egregious presence in our store!?" the snooty one said.
"Sabrina are you blind?!" Lauren answered back.
"Only if you're crazy." Sabrina retorted.
Elizabeth was having fun listening to their conversation despite their dig at her and Will.
"Didn't you see the man's eyes as his glasses fell when he was screaming at you?" Lauren said in disbelief.
"No, I was to busy being offended," Sabrina defended.
"Well, if you were not so busy with yourself you would have realised that the man in there has the potential to put you through graduate school!" Lauren retorted.
"What are you talking about?" Sabrina asked bewildered.
"You dolt don't you read the papers? Who do you know who is famous and just may be in our town this week for a movie premiere?" Lauren asked becoming impatient with Sabrina's ignorance.
"Ben Stiller?" Sabrina answered.
Lauren rolled her eyes, and Elizabeth in the background got a twisted feeling of dread in the pit of her stomach.
"You are thick aren't you," Lauren half-yelled out of frustration. "Orlando Bloom! Orlando Bloom is in one of our change rooms putting on one-hundred and fifty dollars in free merchandise!"
The look of shock on Sabrina's face would have been comical if Elizabeth hadn't been eating Bradford's words at that moment.
"The Orlando Bloom! Are you sure!?" Sabrina managed to choke out.
"Positive," Lauren answered with a greedy grin in her eyes. "Think of the publicity for the store if we can get a picture of him and his average girlfriend."
"Really, I don't know what he sees in her," Sabrina interrupted coldly.
"She probably has a 'great personality'," Lauren snickered.
Both laughed shrilly and Elizabeth tried to keep herself from blowing her cover as the rage inside her built. At the same time she was panicking, they had found her out! Bradford was right! They couldn't go out without being recognised.
Elizabeth suddenly had a new found respect for the actual Orlando Bloom, what would it be like to go through this every time you left the house? It must be horrible, to think that if you were anyone else, you could have a normal life and leave the house with out being mobbed or judged or bribe attempted. Then Elizabeth had a thought, a deliciously deceptive and classically confusing thought that she decided to put into action.
*****
All too soon Elizabeth heard the voices of the snooty attendants returning, she practically begged the change room door to open, time was running out! But it was too late, Sabrina and Lauren had rounded the corner equipped with cheesy grins and a small digital camera.
"Since everything is all cleared up we were wondering if you may be willing to pose for a photograph, as a part of our VIP members program," the manger, Lauren, asked all too politely.
Elizabeth was trapped; she had to comply if she didn't want to make a scene.
"Umm. sure," she said reluctantly.
"We'll just wait for your friend," Sabrina, the snooty one said a tad impatiently.
"Sure, he'll only be a minute, oh here he is now!" Elizabeth's voice cracked slightly from the nervousness of the tense situation.
Lauren wasted no time, "Ok you two, line up and smile." Elizabeth was surprised when she stopped and hoped that maybe Lauren had decided against the picture, but dreaded what she heard next.
"Could you take off your sunglasses sir? It would only be for a short second, just for the picture," Lauren was practically begging.
"Umm." a quick nod from Elizabeth and the glasses came off, a shining pair off baby blue eyes shining back.
Lauren was visibly shaken and this time Elizabeth's smile was genuine. As quickly as this whole situation was started it was finished, once the manager realised that her previous assumption that the star of Pirates of the Caribbean was shopping in her store was false, she lost interest, rang the free purchase through and sent a beaming Elizabeth, and Bradford out of the store and into the throng of the mall.
Elizabeth was unable to hold it in any longer, and as she rounded the corner she burst out laughing.
"Did you see their faces?" she chortled as Bradford reached into the pocket of his new outfit and pulled out Miss Mackin's new satellite phone.
Elizabeth had rushed frantically back and told Will and Bradford to swap clothes, Bradford had been reluctant at first, but when Elizabeth promised him the other outfit meant for Will, he complied. Will had slipped out quietly before and was now wandering the mall, waiting for a call from Elizabeth. That is if he'd remembered the operating instructions for Elizabeth's mobile phone.
"Yeah I did and you're lucky I was here to back you up, because they were serious about that whole promotion thing, until they realised it was me that is," Bradford said sternly.
"Well that's why you're here isn't it," Elizabeth chuckled.
"I'm serious Elizabeth, I may not always be there and you have to be careful!" there was a maturity to Bradford's voice which Elizabeth didn't like, wasn't used to.
"At any rate, give me your phone, I need to call Will," Elizabeth finished.
"Yeah whatever," Bradford mumbled as he handed over the phone.
Elizabeth rolled her eyes and grabbed the phone from him. She dialled her mobile number and hoped that Will wasn't too freaked out by her "Yo-Ho A Pirate's Life for Me" ring tone. She waited briefly and breathed a sigh of relief as Will picked up. rather loudly.
"Elizabeth is that you?" he yelled.
Elizabeth had to hold the phone away from her ear it was so loud. "Yeah Will it's me, where are you?" she asked quietly into the receiver hoping he would get the message. He didn't.
"It is hard to hear you! I'm standing by a large yellow 'M', there are some people staring at me so I suggest you hurry!" Will again said with much too much volume.
"I'll be right there, don't move and stop talking!" Elizabeth yelled into the receiver.
"Alright!" Will yelled a final time, before Elizabeth cut the line.
Elizabeth chuckled again slightly, "Come on Bradford," she said quietly.
"Where's Will?" Bradford asked.
"McDonald's let's go get him, I'm done with shopping," Elizabeth said as she led through the way through the shoppers, toward the waiting Will.
*****
Elizabeth threw the clothing bag down with a sigh. She had hoped that once her and Bradford had met up with Will, they would have been able to quietly slip out of the mall and go home. She had been horribly wrong. Not only had it taken ages to get through the crowd to the food court, but once there she had the misfortune of finding out why.
Teams of girls had been swarming around Will, who looked like a frightened kitten alone and helpless. Immediately Elizabeth realised that without the sunglasses Will was entirely recognisable as Orlando Bloom! She had pushed and shoved her way through the crowd, with Bradford dispatching the more frantic of females, until she reached Will who was being accosted by a jumpy blond, a shorter red-head and their towering friend.
*****
"Oh my Gosh!" the jumpy one cried first.
"Dude, are you like. Orlando Bloom?" the tall one said second.
"I admire and respect you so much," the red head added finally.
Will was sweating and looked more terrified by the second. "I assure you I have no idea." he started.
"Listen to his accent!" the jumpy one screamed, while jumping around.
"I'm not deaf, Becky I know he has an accent," the tall one scolded her.
"Never mind those two Orli lets talk about you and me," the red head said as she slid in next to Will.
"Umm. excuse me while I. Umm. you see I just have to. umm," Will stammered incoherently.
That brought the others attention back to Will.
"Oi! Brooke! Don't you dare, you little scarlet woman!" The jumpy one called Becky called as she bounded over to Will.
"Hey don't leave me out!" the tall one said as she came over as well.
"Don't worry Chy, me and Orli are just over hear," the red head, Brooke said smoothly as she inched closer to Will.
Elizabeth decided she'd had enough of their manhandling. She put on a brave face as she strode over and shoved the red head named Brooke aside and linked her arm through Will's possessively.
She almost could have laughed at the expression of intense relief on Will's face. "Are you quite through here?" Elizabeth asked smugly to the three obsessed fans.
"Hey back off lady, and get your own superstar, we saw him first," the tall one named Chy spat back at her.
"Superstar?" Elizabeth faked bewilderment.
"Yes, that's Orlando Bloom you're linking arms with," the jumpy Becky called.
"Only the greatest." Red head Brooke started.
"And hottest," Tall Chy added.
"Actor of all time!" Jumpy Becky finished.
Elizabeth was getting as scared as Will seemed to be, for good reason.
"This isn't Orlando Bloom, this is my second cousin Wallace!" Elizabeth cried out, again faking bewilderment.
"Second cousin, come on, that lame excuse is from the movie, I suppose your going to tell us he's a eunuch next, right?" Tall Chy snorted.
"I'm telling you the truth, this is my second cousin Wallace," Elizabeth lied.
"Oh yeah?" Red head Brooke spat.
"YES!" Elizabeth cried.
"We need a test!" Jumpy Becky called out loudly.
"What's your favourite vegetable?" Red head Brooke asked suddenly.
"Umm." Will was still in utter shock.
"Forget it, Brooke everyone knows his favourite vegetable is carrot, ask something really personal!" Tall Chy yelled at Red head Brooke.
"You fraud, his favourite is broccoli! I can't believe you didn't know that, you call yourself my friend!?" Red head Brooke screeched.
"Bring it on!" Tall Chy yelled, as her and Red head Brooke engaged in a catfight.
"Now, back to the test," Jumpy Becky said calmly for a change.
Elizabeth was getting a little bored with this. "Look, me and my cousin really need to go," Elizabeth said as she began to drag Will out of the crowd.
"Look, you can't just take Orlando away from us!" Jumpy Becky called after her, as she resumed jumping.
"He's not Orlando!" Elizabeth yelled back. At least that was true.
"Hey look! It's the snooty shop attendant! Hi how's it going?" Elizabeth said quickly.
"We have some things for you to try on," she said with disinterest as she handed Elizabeth a pile of clothes. "Call me if they're too small," she said while glancing up and down Elizabeth's body, in a derogatory fashion.
"Don't worry I'm sure I'll be just fine," Elizabeth sneered back.
As the attendant turned and went back into the depths of the snooty store, Elizabeth turned and handed Will his half of the pile.
"Ok, you go try on yours and I'll try on mine and we'll both come back out in a minute and see what we think!" Elizabeth smiled as she stepped into the changing room, horribly afraid of what low cut, high-stomached incredibly and uncomfortably revelling things may await her in the pile, but to conscious of Will to express it.
She was surprisingly pleased at what she found, a long pair of khaki pants, fitting at the waist and then flaring slightly at the bottom, with a maroon almost plum loose fitting one-strapped dress to go over it. Elizabeth loved how the dress clung at her top and then cascaded loosely around the khakis to the middle of her thigh, giving an earthy and free feeling to her outfit. She also had a pair of clear sandaled stilettos with about a two- inch heel, she didn't know about those, but she put them on anyway. They sure made a difference in perspective! The outfit was completed with a black sweater with one button in the centre, which accented her bust, while giving an air of innocence and morality. The sweater itself was a little tight across the shoulders so she decided to step out and ask for a bigger size.
She was surprised when she saw Bradford standing there. He took one look at her and did a massive double take.
"Lizzie! You look. wow," was all Bradford was able to sputter.
Elizabeth was a little put off by his sudden attention, she couldn't decide whether she liked it or not, but didn't let it distract her for long.
"What are you doing here?" she asked, sounding a little more annoyed than she actually was.
Bradford's mood change was immediate. "What am I doing here?" he spat at her. "You're the one who is supposedly in grave danger of some internal government conspiracy and so has recruited me to follow your every move. Only to have me find out that you have decided to go on a little shopping spree with your guy here and then force me to go chasing after you, while trying to be inconspicuous leading me to buy something from a store I've never been in, to sign up for free vouchers that I will never use, and duck past the snooty attendants of some overpriced clothing store in order not to be seen with you, and you ask me what I'm doing here? What do you think you're doing here missy?!" Bradford said impatiently.
"We are trying on clothes for a dance," Will said matter-of-factly as he stepped out of the change room.
Elizabeth whirled at the sound of his voice as he stepped out of the change room and promptly was blown out of her mind as she was confronted with how utterly and fantastically stunning he looked.
He still had his beanie on (toque for all those Canadians out there!!) jammed quickly on to hide his hat hair no doubt, so a mass of loose curls hung around his neck. He'd taken his sunglasses off and so his gorgeous chocolate eyes were now visible to the world, beaming with a look of hopeful approval. He was visibly annoyed at Bradford's sudden appearance, but astonished with Elizabeth at the same time, liking what he saw.
But his clothes were what made him stand out; they were spectacular! It was simple, but he made it astonishingly sexy. He wore black clunky shoes, with paint splattered jeans straight boot-cut, with a white tank under a faded chocolate brown shirt, showing his toned and tanned body while enhancing his perfect eyes to the point of exhaustion upon viewing. He was almost too hot to look at. Elizabeth needed air, and soon if she was going to exhibit any self-control. She feared even Bradford's presence wouldn't keep her from breaking down in a giggle and drooling fit that very instant.
"Umm, the top was too small, I'm going to go see if they have a bigger one," was all she managed to blurt out. No comment or compliment, she felt if she started she would never stop.
Quickly Elizabeth tried to find her way to the front of the store, or the nearest fire-escape for some badly needed fresh air, or someone with a photographic memory so she could describe Will to them and then have them repeat his description to her all day, everyday. She never wanted to forget that look! What she did stumble upon was the two people she least wanted to see at the moment, the store manager and snooty attendant.
"Lauren why the heck did you let those two dithering, fashion-starved idiots continue their egregious presence in our store!?" the snooty one said.
"Sabrina are you blind?!" Lauren answered back.
"Only if you're crazy." Sabrina retorted.
Elizabeth was having fun listening to their conversation despite their dig at her and Will.
"Didn't you see the man's eyes as his glasses fell when he was screaming at you?" Lauren said in disbelief.
"No, I was to busy being offended," Sabrina defended.
"Well, if you were not so busy with yourself you would have realised that the man in there has the potential to put you through graduate school!" Lauren retorted.
"What are you talking about?" Sabrina asked bewildered.
"You dolt don't you read the papers? Who do you know who is famous and just may be in our town this week for a movie premiere?" Lauren asked becoming impatient with Sabrina's ignorance.
"Ben Stiller?" Sabrina answered.
Lauren rolled her eyes, and Elizabeth in the background got a twisted feeling of dread in the pit of her stomach.
"You are thick aren't you," Lauren half-yelled out of frustration. "Orlando Bloom! Orlando Bloom is in one of our change rooms putting on one-hundred and fifty dollars in free merchandise!"
The look of shock on Sabrina's face would have been comical if Elizabeth hadn't been eating Bradford's words at that moment.
"The Orlando Bloom! Are you sure!?" Sabrina managed to choke out.
"Positive," Lauren answered with a greedy grin in her eyes. "Think of the publicity for the store if we can get a picture of him and his average girlfriend."
"Really, I don't know what he sees in her," Sabrina interrupted coldly.
"She probably has a 'great personality'," Lauren snickered.
Both laughed shrilly and Elizabeth tried to keep herself from blowing her cover as the rage inside her built. At the same time she was panicking, they had found her out! Bradford was right! They couldn't go out without being recognised.
Elizabeth suddenly had a new found respect for the actual Orlando Bloom, what would it be like to go through this every time you left the house? It must be horrible, to think that if you were anyone else, you could have a normal life and leave the house with out being mobbed or judged or bribe attempted. Then Elizabeth had a thought, a deliciously deceptive and classically confusing thought that she decided to put into action.
*****
All too soon Elizabeth heard the voices of the snooty attendants returning, she practically begged the change room door to open, time was running out! But it was too late, Sabrina and Lauren had rounded the corner equipped with cheesy grins and a small digital camera.
"Since everything is all cleared up we were wondering if you may be willing to pose for a photograph, as a part of our VIP members program," the manger, Lauren, asked all too politely.
Elizabeth was trapped; she had to comply if she didn't want to make a scene.
"Umm. sure," she said reluctantly.
"We'll just wait for your friend," Sabrina, the snooty one said a tad impatiently.
"Sure, he'll only be a minute, oh here he is now!" Elizabeth's voice cracked slightly from the nervousness of the tense situation.
Lauren wasted no time, "Ok you two, line up and smile." Elizabeth was surprised when she stopped and hoped that maybe Lauren had decided against the picture, but dreaded what she heard next.
"Could you take off your sunglasses sir? It would only be for a short second, just for the picture," Lauren was practically begging.
"Umm." a quick nod from Elizabeth and the glasses came off, a shining pair off baby blue eyes shining back.
Lauren was visibly shaken and this time Elizabeth's smile was genuine. As quickly as this whole situation was started it was finished, once the manager realised that her previous assumption that the star of Pirates of the Caribbean was shopping in her store was false, she lost interest, rang the free purchase through and sent a beaming Elizabeth, and Bradford out of the store and into the throng of the mall.
Elizabeth was unable to hold it in any longer, and as she rounded the corner she burst out laughing.
"Did you see their faces?" she chortled as Bradford reached into the pocket of his new outfit and pulled out Miss Mackin's new satellite phone.
Elizabeth had rushed frantically back and told Will and Bradford to swap clothes, Bradford had been reluctant at first, but when Elizabeth promised him the other outfit meant for Will, he complied. Will had slipped out quietly before and was now wandering the mall, waiting for a call from Elizabeth. That is if he'd remembered the operating instructions for Elizabeth's mobile phone.
"Yeah I did and you're lucky I was here to back you up, because they were serious about that whole promotion thing, until they realised it was me that is," Bradford said sternly.
"Well that's why you're here isn't it," Elizabeth chuckled.
"I'm serious Elizabeth, I may not always be there and you have to be careful!" there was a maturity to Bradford's voice which Elizabeth didn't like, wasn't used to.
"At any rate, give me your phone, I need to call Will," Elizabeth finished.
"Yeah whatever," Bradford mumbled as he handed over the phone.
Elizabeth rolled her eyes and grabbed the phone from him. She dialled her mobile number and hoped that Will wasn't too freaked out by her "Yo-Ho A Pirate's Life for Me" ring tone. She waited briefly and breathed a sigh of relief as Will picked up. rather loudly.
"Elizabeth is that you?" he yelled.
Elizabeth had to hold the phone away from her ear it was so loud. "Yeah Will it's me, where are you?" she asked quietly into the receiver hoping he would get the message. He didn't.
"It is hard to hear you! I'm standing by a large yellow 'M', there are some people staring at me so I suggest you hurry!" Will again said with much too much volume.
"I'll be right there, don't move and stop talking!" Elizabeth yelled into the receiver.
"Alright!" Will yelled a final time, before Elizabeth cut the line.
Elizabeth chuckled again slightly, "Come on Bradford," she said quietly.
"Where's Will?" Bradford asked.
"McDonald's let's go get him, I'm done with shopping," Elizabeth said as she led through the way through the shoppers, toward the waiting Will.
*****
Elizabeth threw the clothing bag down with a sigh. She had hoped that once her and Bradford had met up with Will, they would have been able to quietly slip out of the mall and go home. She had been horribly wrong. Not only had it taken ages to get through the crowd to the food court, but once there she had the misfortune of finding out why.
Teams of girls had been swarming around Will, who looked like a frightened kitten alone and helpless. Immediately Elizabeth realised that without the sunglasses Will was entirely recognisable as Orlando Bloom! She had pushed and shoved her way through the crowd, with Bradford dispatching the more frantic of females, until she reached Will who was being accosted by a jumpy blond, a shorter red-head and their towering friend.
*****
"Oh my Gosh!" the jumpy one cried first.
"Dude, are you like. Orlando Bloom?" the tall one said second.
"I admire and respect you so much," the red head added finally.
Will was sweating and looked more terrified by the second. "I assure you I have no idea." he started.
"Listen to his accent!" the jumpy one screamed, while jumping around.
"I'm not deaf, Becky I know he has an accent," the tall one scolded her.
"Never mind those two Orli lets talk about you and me," the red head said as she slid in next to Will.
"Umm. excuse me while I. Umm. you see I just have to. umm," Will stammered incoherently.
That brought the others attention back to Will.
"Oi! Brooke! Don't you dare, you little scarlet woman!" The jumpy one called Becky called as she bounded over to Will.
"Hey don't leave me out!" the tall one said as she came over as well.
"Don't worry Chy, me and Orli are just over hear," the red head, Brooke said smoothly as she inched closer to Will.
Elizabeth decided she'd had enough of their manhandling. She put on a brave face as she strode over and shoved the red head named Brooke aside and linked her arm through Will's possessively.
She almost could have laughed at the expression of intense relief on Will's face. "Are you quite through here?" Elizabeth asked smugly to the three obsessed fans.
"Hey back off lady, and get your own superstar, we saw him first," the tall one named Chy spat back at her.
"Superstar?" Elizabeth faked bewilderment.
"Yes, that's Orlando Bloom you're linking arms with," the jumpy Becky called.
"Only the greatest." Red head Brooke started.
"And hottest," Tall Chy added.
"Actor of all time!" Jumpy Becky finished.
Elizabeth was getting as scared as Will seemed to be, for good reason.
"This isn't Orlando Bloom, this is my second cousin Wallace!" Elizabeth cried out, again faking bewilderment.
"Second cousin, come on, that lame excuse is from the movie, I suppose your going to tell us he's a eunuch next, right?" Tall Chy snorted.
"I'm telling you the truth, this is my second cousin Wallace," Elizabeth lied.
"Oh yeah?" Red head Brooke spat.
"YES!" Elizabeth cried.
"We need a test!" Jumpy Becky called out loudly.
"What's your favourite vegetable?" Red head Brooke asked suddenly.
"Umm." Will was still in utter shock.
"Forget it, Brooke everyone knows his favourite vegetable is carrot, ask something really personal!" Tall Chy yelled at Red head Brooke.
"You fraud, his favourite is broccoli! I can't believe you didn't know that, you call yourself my friend!?" Red head Brooke screeched.
"Bring it on!" Tall Chy yelled, as her and Red head Brooke engaged in a catfight.
"Now, back to the test," Jumpy Becky said calmly for a change.
Elizabeth was getting a little bored with this. "Look, me and my cousin really need to go," Elizabeth said as she began to drag Will out of the crowd.
"Look, you can't just take Orlando away from us!" Jumpy Becky called after her, as she resumed jumping.
"He's not Orlando!" Elizabeth yelled back. At least that was true.