Guess Who, Anyone?
chapter 6
Ungh, ok, so yeah. This one is kind of being hard to write. I'm trying to find a way to not have to write the date. Amie tried to stick me with it! BUT NO! I'M NOT WRITING IT! Mwahahahahahaha!
Hermione watched Casper for a few more minutes. He was being completely silent, focusing on his book. She knew how annoying it was to have people talking to you while you were reading, so she didn't say anything.
Eventually, she got tired. She didn't want to tell him to leave, but she sure as hell wasn't going to let him get the bed, so she just laid back and hoped he'd get the message.
About one in the morning she awoke to Casper whispering, Bobbie's lowest voice, (which was about as loud as any normal person speaking), and the sound of someone kicking a couch. With a loud, twanging Crash! and a dull Thud!, the voices stopped. She could practically feel an exhausted Casper collapse onto the couch bad, and felt rather bad.
Janie woke up suddenly about nine that morning to only slightly muffled thuds and screams coming from upstairs.
She jumped out of bed and threw open the bedroom door, dashing towards the door to Casper and my apartment, wondering what was going on upstairs, wondering if Mallie and Sanders were ok.
Suddenly, she felt a strong arm wrap around her waist and pull her away from the door.
"Let go!" she snarled, clawing at Casper's arm. "I have to--"
"Yeah, you might not want to go up there right now," Casper said calmly.
"And why not? It sounds like they're being murdered up there!" the girl exclaimed.
"Are you so naive as that? Really, I'd think you were twelve years old. What do some...especially affected adults do that could make noises like that?" he said with a gleam in his eye.
Janie blushed horrendously.
"That's what I thought," Casper said, letting her go.
Involuntarily, Casper's eyes ran down Janie's body, then back up again. She was scantily clad in a white wife-beater tank top and white panties with orange and pink polka-dots. It was indecently evident that she was wearing no bra. And damn, did she have nice legs.
Janie's blush got seven shades worse when she realized she had forgotten to dress is her haste to help her friends. She folded her arms over her chest and walked stiffly back into her room, practically crying.
She started bawling as soon as she had shut the door. She couldn't help it. She wasn't a virgin, but the last person to see her that exposed had been Ron, and thinking about him had brought up memories she didn't want to think about.
Casper heard her through the door and felt bad. It had just been awhile since he'd seen any woman that close to naked, and a much longer time since he'd seen one who looked as nice as Janie did.
He akwardly left the room, hurrying down to the bathroom downstairs to relieve himself of his male burden.
About halfway through her work day, Mallie had excused Janie from work and told her to go get ready for her blind date that afternoon.
Janie obeyed and went upstairs to her apartment.
She couldn't decide what to wear. Finally, she decided on her most normal outfit.
She wore a pair of black, tight jeans, and a tight yellow wife-beater that had an 80's rockabilly band, Stray Cats, on it. Surprisingly, she actually liked that band. She wore the red hi-top Converse trainers that Sanders had forced her to buy, and pulled her hair back into a loose pony tail. Mallie had told her to dress 'cas', because they were just going to a 'burger joint', whatever that was.
She put a little of the black eye-liner on that Sanders had given her, grabbed a sweater, and walked out the door and downstairs, ready to apparate to the restaraunt.
Casper cursed when he realized the bathroom in his and Janie's apartment was in use, and went back downstairs. Mallie told him to use her bathroom, not letting him off the hook.
He grabbed a casual outfit and headed upstairs.
He pulled on a pair of a tad too tight jeans, and a red shirt with the British flag on it. He pulled opted for the Van's trainers, as opposed to the combat boots, and left his hair as it was. He leaned closer to the mirror and examined the lip ring that Bobbie had managed to stab into him that day, contemplating whether to take it out or not. He decided not, and went downstairs to get apparition directions from Mallie.