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Chapter 5 The TourI woke up with sheets tangled around my legs, in a strange bed, with somebody lying next to me. I checked to make sure I had clothes on and to my relief I did. I looked over at the other occupant of the bed and found it to be James. I shrugged, but then came to my sense and jerked up. This caused him to wake up and look at me groggily. I smiled meekly and jumped out of bed. This didn't work as well as I had hoped, for I fell down, the tangled sheets preventing me from walking. I untangled the sheets and ran to my room. I know, very mature.
I slammed my door on my way in and started to pace around the room. I couldn't just blank ask him what the hell I was doing in HIS bed, but I needed to know. I went far enough with him once; I don't need to go that way again. At least, not with him. I heard a knock on my door and I stopped pacing and asked who it was.
"It's James. Don't worry, nothing happened. You were scared of the thunderstorm." I sighed with relief. I managed to squeak a thank you and as he left, I turned to my closet.
I dressed, picking my clothes out carefully. If something weren't matched I'd look like an idiot in front of him. Not like I wanted him to notice or anything. I finally chose on a green tank top and white capri's that hugged my legs nicely. I put on some blush and mascara. I applied some light pink lip-gloss and walked down to breakfast.
James wasn't there when I walked into the room. Even if he were, I wouldn't have noticed anyway. I sat down at the table closest to me and looked at the menu. A waiter came to my table and, in an Australian accent, told me he was Simon, my waiter, and what would I like to drink. I looked up and him at smiled, marveling at his beauty. He had sandy blond hair that went across his right eye and fell just above his shoulders. His eyes were the most amazing shade of blue and his smile was to die for. He had a nice tan and strong, firm muscles. I had the sudden urge to reach out and touch, for he looked to be perfect all over. I wanted to run my fingers though his hair. Psh, I wonder what he would say if I did. Probably, he would be revolted and tell me I was the most disgusting thing in the world. I never had had anyone call me beautiful.
My parents weren't exactly what you would call monumental parents. You know, they were the kind of people who shouldn't be allowed to have kids. Never once did I hear a compliment or praise from them. They mostly let me and my sister go on our own. I didn't mind, really. I just let my thoughts wonder. I would go swimming or read a good book. At least they supplied me that. They were getting a divorce, so I used the guilt trip. You know the, 'Mommy got me all these books. It cost a fortune.' Line, and he would always buy me more. Then I would tell my mom and she would buy me more. Pretty soon, I had enough books to last a normal person a lifetime. My sister did the same thing, but since she was too unintelligent to read, she bought clothes and makeup.
My sister. She was a handful. She was okay when we were little, but as soon as I got my Hogwarts acceptance letter, she stopped talking to me. Then again, she never really talked to me before, but now she looked at me with pure hatred. You can guess that no compliments came from her either.
Some of the guys at Hogwarts would whistle at me and some even asked me out. I turned them all down. But then, in seventh year, accepted James' millionth offer on a bet. But, surprisingly, I had fun. Soon, it was our three-month anniversary, and he confessed his love. I reciprocated the words and we went farther than I would have liked to. Although I hated him when I found out about the bet, he was the only one who eve called me beautiful. But now, I don't know if I should believe him or not.
But that is enough with the sob story. I must have been staring at him for at least five minutes before I finally blushed and told him I wanted water. He nodded and walked away. When he came back with my water, I held up my hand to grab it, but he dropped it all over me! The water made my pants see-through and you could see my red lace underwear. I blushed deeply and he smiled.
"I am so sorry mate. I was so captivated by your beauty that I wasn't watching where I was going." I blushed deeper and smiled.
"I have to get new pants."
"Yes, but I have a question."
"Yes?"
"Have you seen all of this boat?"
"No, why?"
"Why don't I give you a private tour?"
"Okay. Call it a date." I smiled and walked off, not caring if my underwear was showing. My first date in a year. I mean, it's not like I didn't get any offers, it was just that none were right.
On my way up to my room, I found James. He looked me up and down and smiled. I had forgotten about the water so I went:
"What is wrong with you?"
"I just find that water is a very good color for you." I looked down at my clothes in confusion and realized what he was talking about. I ran to my room, trying to drown out the sound of him laughing.
As soon as I had taken a shower, changed, and reapplied my makeup, I went downstairs. He was waiting and when I had gotten to the bottom, he held out his arms and I took it. We walked down to the bottom floor and I stared in confusion. It was a basement. I looked at him and he laughed.
"This is where we store everything. Everything is in alphabetical order. Here is the A's with the apples. And the B's with the bananas. All the way down to W with watermelon. And that is just the food. We also have a dish section, and many others. Our cook likes to organize." We both laughed.
"I can see that."
"I hate organizing. That is what women are for."
"Excuse me?" I asked alarmed.
"Well, not always. Just mostly."
I guess my first impression of him was wrong. But there was still time. He was handsome, charming, funny. 3 points. Minus one point for the organizing comment. So that brings of to a total of 2 points. Not bad for ten minutes.
He led me back upstairs and we stepped onto the promenade. The sight before me took my breath away. It was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. The ocean was clear and the most amazing shade of blue I d ever seen. The sun was beginning to set so the sky had a touch of pink and orange to it. I could see an island in the distance which told me we were almost there. I awed silently and, seeing the wonder on my face, Simon laughed.
"I come here to think. It's quiet and no one ever comes here." I nodded in agreement. It certainly was pleasant. Likes to think in a quiet place. Another point.
I don't know how long we sat there, but when we left, the sun was lower in the sky. We visited a few other rooms. The ballroom, (he likes to dance, another point) the bar, (likes to drink, minus a point) and the casino, (likes to gamble, minus another point). Our final destination was the kitchen and I was glad, for I was ravenous.
"I am going to fix you my specialty. Grilled cheese." I laughed. (Can't cook, minus one point.)
He pulled bread out along with butter and cheese. He did it like a dance. First the butter went on while he shook his arse. I giggled to myself and he looked at me innocently. He plopped the bread into the pan and it sizzled. He placed the cheese on next, then the other slice of bread. He then tried to flip them up in the air and catch them with the pan. He caught the first one, but missed the second. He blushed as I laughed.
I got the one he caught and he said he wasn't very hungry anyway. It was delicious. I gobbled it up and looked up at my watch.
"Oh shit. It's ten."
I rushed out the door. He followed.
"What's the matter?" he asked.
"I can't explain."
"Can I at least walk you to your door?"
"Sure." I slowed down so he could catch up. Then set off again.
When we reached our common room like thing, James stopped me before I could get to my room.
"Where the hell have you been?"
"I went out with Simon. He showed me around the boat."
"I bet he wanted to show you his boat." James mumbled.
"What?" I asked as if I hadn't heard.
"Nothing. I was worried sick. You know it's after ten."
"Yes I know, that is why I rushed back here. Now if you excuse me, I think I'll let Simon walk me to my door."
I turned away from him, grabbed Simon, and dragged him up the stairs.
"I had a wonderful night tonight." I turned and tried to go into my room, but he stopped me.
"Might as well finish this out."
Shit. Where the hell is she. I looked at my watch again. Shit, it was ten. This was bad. Where had she been? I have been waiting all day; I wanted to talk to her. It's so easy to talk to her.
She walked through the door with one of the waiters. Simon, I believe his name is. Still, they looked mused, which was not good for me at all.
"Where the hell have you been?"
"I went out with Simon. He showed me around the boat."
"I bet he wanted to show you his boat." I mumbled.
"What?" she asked.
"Nothing. I was worried sick. You know it's after ten."
"Yes I know, that is why I rushed back here. Now if you excuse me, I think I'll let Simon walk me to my door." Damn woman and her need to be in charge. I paced for a little then decided to spy.
He had stopped her from going into her room and mumbled something. That was when I stepped in.
"Simon, the manager wants to speak to you, he just called me."
"Okay." I had succeeded in stopping them from kissing. Point for James.
As he left the room, I pulled on his arm. I checked to see if Lily was listening. When I was certain she wasn't I whispered angrily at him.
"What the hell do you think you were doing?"
"I could not help myself. She is very beautiful."
"Yes, I know she is beautiful, that is why I paid you the money I did. You think this is for me? I love her damnit!"
"I am sorry. I did not think—"
"Obviously. Now, keep your hands away from her, and stick to the plan."
"Yes sir." He left. Thank God. If he told her what I did, I would be in deep shit.
What did he do? I bet everyone is going to ask that. I am writing this in the car on my way to Albuquerque. I just got back from the Grand Canyon, and to be honest, I didn't like it. I don't like heights. I also got a new book called Over the Edge: Death in Grand Canyon. My parents laughed when I asked them for it. it is really good and I suggest you read it. Lots of people died there, it's really amazing. I am so bored. Hope you liked the chapter!
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