Disclaimer: I don't own Artemis Fowl.
Prisoner of Your Own Home
Chapter 2
Holly decided to order pizza from her house. There was absolutely no way she was going to be seen in public with Chix.
15 minutes after she ordered, the doorbell rang. Holly turned over the money and brought the pizzas down to her dining room.
Dinner wasn't as bad as she thought. Up until Chix asked her out for coffee. What he actually said was, "Hey gorgeous, how about you and me go out to coffee tomorrow after work? Just us alone, we'll have a great time-ow! What was that for?" he demanded after Holly purposely stepped on his feet.
"Just shut up, OK? Just shut up."
"What? Just trying to do a girl a favor."
"Favor?" Holly said, biting down extra hard on her cheese pizza.
"Well, you know, you don't really have an actual boyfriend-"
"And what? You expect me to hang out with you? I'd rather have my house explode!" She stormed upstairs into her room. Chix's words ruined her appetite. She sighed out loud. One whole week. How was she going to make it?
Holly woke up the next morning feeling drained and exhausted. She hadn't slept until three in the morning last night. With a groan, she dragged herself up and threw on her uniform. She was going to leave early as to avoid Chix and get to work on time for once. She taped a note that said, 'Chix- I'm leaving early. Remember to lock my door- Holly.' on her door. That lazy sprite was still asleep. Pausing only to grab a pop-tart and to give her hair a quick comb, she slammed the door and began to walk to work, knowing all too well that she looked worse for the wear.
"Hey Holly, what happened to you?" Foaly asked as she walked by. She stopped. "Chix happened to me you idiot!" she snarled. "He's been driving me crazy and I'm stuck with him for god knows how long! You wouldn't last long if you were in MY position!" She started walking again.
"Geez," Foaly muttered after he was sure Holly was out of hearing range. "Touchy."