Chapter 7: Limited edition iPod
"I need you to drive me to the mall." Musa barged into her housemate's room without bothering to knock.
"What? Just like that? No knocking? No greeting? You just barge into my room and tell me to take you somewhere." he smirked from his position at the desk in front of the open laptop.
"No time for that, pretty boy." Musa snapped "Now, get your ass up and drive me to the mall. Now! Tomorrow's the first day of school, and I need it today. Now get up."
"Chill, what's got you in a twist?" he spun himself slowly on the chair to face her.
"Get up!" Musa ordered.
"Fine, fine. I'm up." he slowly picked up his car keys while Musa waited impatiently and drove her to the mall.
"I'll call you when I'm ready." Musa said and rushed into the mall without looking back.
"Where's my thanks?" Riven called after her.
He locked his car and wandered around the mall for a bit and decided to wait for her in the food court.
"Riven!"
Riven groaned, stood up and tried to walk away but Veronica blocked his way. He cursed under his breath and sat back down.
"What is it this time?"
"Oh, I just, like, saw you when I was, like, shopping for, like, this cute dress and I was, like..."
Riven rest his head on his hand and tuned her out. He don't know why but for some reason, he started thinking about Ho-Boe's daughter. Her big azure colored eyes. Her long midnight blue hair - often in two pigtails. Her tomboyish attitude. Her stubborn actions. Her luxurious... lips?
"...and so I, like, find myself walking towards you to ask your opinion. So, like, which one do you think I should buy? Riven? Riven?! Hello? Anybody there?"
Riven blinked and saw Veronica waving her hand in front of his face.
"Huh? What did you say?" he swatted her hand away from his face.
"I ,like, asked which dress should I buy. The yellow or the red one?"
"How would I know? Shouldn't you ask Fate and Destiny? Aren't they with you? What about your boyfriend or whoever? Why are you asking me?"
"Because, I have ,like, no boyfriend." she rested her chin in her hands dramatically and batted her eyelashes. "Isn't it sad.?"
"Yeah, whatever. You know what, Veronica? I don't care. Bye."
Riven walked away and went to the arcade.
Musa ran into iWorld and immediately went up to the counter.
"Do you have the newest edition of the iPod shuffle? The limited one?" Musa asked the guy at the counter.
"Yeah, we've still got..." he checked the computer. "You're lucky, there's only one more in this store."
"Great, I want it."
"Just a minute, I'll get it for you." he went into a little door at the back where the storeroom is.
While waiting for the iPod, Musa looked at the laptops. She was playing on one of the iPad when the counter guy came out with the iPod shuffle. She went over to the counter and waited impatiently for the guy to wrap it up. When he's done, Musa handed him her credit card. After paying, she texted her housemate - she had asked for his number but haven't bothered to learn his name. Typical.
Musa: Hey, dummy, I'm done. Wait for you at the car.
She pocketed her phone and leaned against his car. When he came out, she got into the passenger seat and they drove home.
"Can you drive faster?" the girl tapped her fingers on the window impatiently.
"Why? What did you need to go to the mall for anyway?" Riven glanced at her for a moment before returning his eyes to the road.
She held up a bag from iWorld.
"I went to buy the limited edition iPod." she answered a bit sheepishly.
"Seriously woman? You made me drive you to the mall for a stupid thing?" Riven asked in disbelief.
"It's not a stupid thing." she defended.
"Well then, what is it? Care to enlighten me?" Riven raised an eyebrow.
"It's an iPod. My first one broke. I was listening to it in the bath." she answered before explaining sarcastically. "You know, we download songs in it and then we listen to it? Oh wait, I forgot. You don't know. Living in the century where girls are all 'prim and proper'." she laughed referring to the time they first met.
Riven scowled at her and didn't answer.
"What's the matter? I hurt your fragile little heart?" she teased and clutched her hands dramatically to her chest where her heart is. Then she said in a girly high pitched voice. "Oh, I'm so so so terribly sorry."
"Shut up." Riven grumbled.
"Can I? Oh wait I can or maybe I -."
"And we're here." Riven cut her off.
They got out of the car and went into the house. Ho-Boe came and told them that they're having dinner in half an hour.
"Since when do you cook? Where's Larry?" Musa asked her dad.
"I started cooking when you first went to boarding school. Larry still cooks for us."
"Oh." she was about to head upstairs when she asked, "Is your food nice?"
"Why don't you try it for yourself later, Musa?"
"Yeah, sure. Fine, whatever." she mumbled and went upstairs to her room.
After she had showered, Musa changed into a long sleeved shirt and sweatpants. She dried her hair and put it up in her 'signature' pigtails. Then, she went downstairs with her iPod. She had downloaded the songs into the iPod first thing when she came into her room. She plopped herself down in front of the TV and browsed through the channels until she find a musical that she liked.
"You like to watch musicals, huh?" Riven asked Musa as he jumped onto the sofa beside her, making her bounce a bit.
He snatched the remote out of her hands and switched channels.
"Hey, I was watching that." she snapped.
"So-rree." Riven smirked and handed the remote back to her just as Ho-Boe hollered, "Dinner's ready."
Musa glared at Riven while he just smirked. If looks could kill, Riven would be dead a few times by now.
"Musa, as you know this is Riven." Ho-Boe introduced as soon as they had sat down, but Musa was in her own world, listening to music while at the same time looked like she was paying attention.
"Riven, this is my daughter, Musa. I see you two have already met."
Riven nodded.
"I'm sorry I haven't got time to introduce you two earlier. I was busy." Ho-Boe said before eating.
They ate in not an awkward silence but a comfortable one - or was it an awkward one?