Chapter Four
As we watched Mike leave the room, I took another deep sigh. That meeting took over two hours. That's stupid; I was interrupted way too much. Oh well, I guess that's what's expected when you put the nine top leaders in the world together. Especially Clarinet players, because we know each other quite well.
Lauren looked over at me and smiled.
"I'm not planning to leave until tomorrow morning. Want to get some dinner."
I looked over at her and nodded.
"Yeah, that sounds good."
At that point all the other Clarinet players left the room, leaving me with the performer. She stared at me and laughed.
"I haven't seen you in so long Cheryl, and I realized that we have so much catching up to do."
"Yeah? Like what?" I asked as we left the room.
"Like the fact that I'm engaged." She started with a smile.
"What?" I stared at her in disbelief. "When did this happen?"
"It happened a month ago. He brought me to a fancy restaurant and proposed."
"You're actually going to marry Eric Ruggles?" I practically screamed.
She held up her hand to show me the huge diamond ring on her hand. I stood there gapping at the beauty.
"Well, I hope this means that I'm invited. Right?"
"I want you to be my Maid of Honor."
"I would love to."
We hugged, laughed, and cried at the same time. My best friend was getting married! I'm so happy since it took her years to finally tell him she liked him. They started to date that night. That was going to be our senior year of school if we didn't attack.
"Boy we do have a lot to talk about." I said when we were finally able to control our emotions.
She laughed and the two of us left the palace. Her limo pulled up and the driver opened the door for us. I got in first, and she followed. The driver closed the door and got in the driver seat.
"Where to ma'am?" He asked looking in the rear view mirror.
"What are we in the mood for."
"Sushi."
"Okay." She told the driver of the place to go. "Eric hates sushi."
"Really."
"Yeah, one meal he wont eats. Strange."
"Well the thought of fresh dead fish is kind of sick."
"I don't think so."
"Well you have eaten all your life."
"True."
I rolled my eyes at her and laughed.
"Some things never change."
"I'll take that as a compliment."
"Good idea."
She glared at me as the limo pulled in front of the Sushi restaurant. The driver got out and opens the door for us. Lauren got out and was followed by me. The two of us walked into the red building. As we sat down a waiter came up.
"May I take your order?" He asked nastily, not looking up.
Lauren and I looked at each other and raised an eyebrow.
"Do you know who you are talking to?" I asked dangerously.
"Do I care?" He said finally looking. But then he realized who we were and panicked.
"Oh, Lady Cheryl, Lady Lauren. I.I am so sorry! I didn't mean."
"Oh shut up!" Lauren snapped. "I'm too hungry to deal with this. I want a Number 3, 7,9, and 11. If the food is good then I will forgive you."
The waiter nodded rapidly and left to get our food.
"Wow, Lauren, you told him."
"Hanging out with you does that."
She smirked at me and I laughed.
"Okay so I'm corrupting. Deal with it."
"I am."
I laughed again and she shook her head. At that time, the waiter came back with our food. The assortments of good made me hungry and I grabbed the chopsticks. Grabbing of bunch of food, I piled it on my plate and prepared to eat.
"Hey, don't I get some?" Lauren asked laughing.
I glared at her and took her some bites out of the trout I had. I noticed that the waiter was still standing there waiting.
"The food is good." I said smiling gently at him.
He let out the breath he was holding and relaxed.
"Would you like anything else?" He asked politely.
"Some drinks please. The finest you have."
He nods again and leaves. Once gone I turned to my engaged friend.
"Okay, spill it. What happened that made you two decide to get married?"
"Well the conversation came up during dinner one night."
"Who asked it?"
"Well, strangely enough, he did."
I know I raised my eyebrow but neither of us said anything.
"We talked for a few hours and as suddenly as he brought it up, he changed the subject."
"Weird."
"Yeah, I thought I said something wrong. I thought he was going to break up with me. We went out to a fancy restaurant and there he popped the question."
"I told you so! After all those years I was right! Ha!"
"You are so weird Cheryl." She said shaking her head.
"Yes but you love me for it."
She rolled her eyes and went back to her food. The waiter came back with our drinks and was hesitating to leave. After convincing him that we were happy, he finally left.
"What have you been up to Cheryl?"
"Besides protecting the three most important leaders from assassination? Nothing really."
"No boyfriend or anything."
I looked at her with a raised eyebrow.
"How can I date when I'm never in the same place for more than a week?"
"Its possible."
"Whatever, I'll never date. It's a waste of time."
"Remember when there was a time that we wanted a boyfriend so bad, we said we would date each other?"
"When it was allowed. But only if you were a guy."
"Yeah."
"Boy we were pathetic."
She then used her chopsticks to grab the octopus, that's when I stopped her with mine.
"That's mine." I said dangerously.
"No way! You had more trout than me and that piece of shrimp."
"So, I get the octopus."
This fight would have gone longer but we were interrupted by gunfire in the front of the room. The room broke into a fit of screams as people covered their heads and ducked under their tables.
"This is a stick up! Everyone get on your hands and knees before I blow your brains out! I claim this area in the name of the Trumpeters!" A deep voice yelled over the panicking.