I'm back!!!!!
Chapter 2 The Spa
Ginny woke to the sound of thumping. She raised a brow and opened her eyes. She turned to see Hermione throwing things into her trunk. "'Mione? What are you doing?" Hermione turned and smiled. She ran towards Ginny and threw pieces of paper at her. "What is it?"
"We're going to Heaven on Earth Spa. It's our proof of registration. We need to leave today." Ginny stared at her for a moment.
"It's not nice to lie that way 'Mione."
"Oh but I'm not! You can ask your mother! I already told her and we have only one hour till we must floo there! Hurry up; we don't need to be late." Hermione jumped back up and proceeding to pack.
"You two can't be serious!" yelled Ron, his face reddening. He stared at Ginny for a moment, than spoke again. "Mum, tell Gin she can't go! She's too young!"
"I'm sixteen!"
"You are way too young! What do you need a spa for??!!!! It's a waste of time!! It won't make a difference Gin, you'll still be you!" Ginny balled her fist. Sometimes her brother didn't realize how his words stung. She turned at grabbed her trunk to the den, preparing to floo. "You can't be thick Gin! I just said that you're not going!"
Gin turned, her eyes staring daggers at him. "Feck you!" With that she flooed. Hermione followed quickly afterwards. ~At Heaven on Earth Spa~
"Oh look at this Gin!" Hermione pushed the balcony windows open, relishing the view of the sea. She turned towards Ginny for a short moment. "What's wrong? Don't you like it?"
Ginny sniffled. "Oh, I do love it! It's just Ron! He can be such a prick at times! He never thinks about what I want! It's always about him!"
"He's your big brother Ginny. He's just worried about you," soothed 'Mione as she rubbed Gin's back.
"Why can't he worry over someone else? I'm sixteen not six! He acts like I'm a little kid who can't even say their name right!" Ginny plopped down on bed, thoroughly pissed.
"Ginny, forget Ron, Harry, your mum, and dad. Forget everyone! Tomorrow, we start our spa! What's today?"
"Monday?"
"Yeah. it is isn't it? Well, from now until Thursday, we are going to enjoy ourselves. We even have a shopping certificate!" Hermione held up two sheets of paper. "We can basically revamp our entire wardrobe and buy makeup and extras with this." Ginny grabbed one and read it: Desperate Need Certificate.
"Mione, being in desperate need is not a good thing."
"In this case it is." Hermione smiled, patted Ginny's hand, and told her to finish unpacking. "Oh yeah, my friend Sophia is taking us shopping. She claims we need supervision." Ginny snorted softly than finished unpacking.
"Ginny? Wake up Gin!" Ginny moaned and swatted the hand away from her shoulders. Now was not the time to wake her. Her dream was getting to the juicy parts. The nuisance persisted however. Ginny sat up, wand in hand, ready to kill.
"What the bloody hell do you want???????????"
Hermione backed away. "Sorry Gin. Sophia is here. She says she's our advisor and supervisor. We need to get ready."
"Can't it wait?" Ginny pulled the sheets back around her. As she did, she felt a tug. Someone pulled the sheets away and threw them on the floor. Ginny sat up, royally pissed. In front of her was a tall woman with thick, dusty blond hair, cut short, just above the ear. She was slim with the longest legs Ginny had ever seen. She wore and blue peasant top and tight dark blue jeans with matching high heeled boots. Her lips formed a smug smirk as she stared at Ginny.
"Pathetic." she whispered. "You two are sickening. She's just as bad as you Hermione. Do you never take the time to look in a fucking mirror? Well, than again you couldn't. it would break." Her lip rose as though a horrid smell had entered the room. She walked towards Ginny, her hips swaying. "Tell me little girl. don't you want to be pretty?"
Ginny was at a lost for words. This woman was stunning. She was also cruel. She nodded. The woman stood up straight, her ample bosom bouncing slightly at the action. "Than get the fuck up!!!!!!!!!!! Stop being lazy!!!!!!!! Today is the beginning of your training!!!!!!! Get up, pull on some sweats and lets go!!!!!!! He have a massage to get to!!! Your hair needs relaxing and cutting and detangling!!!!!! You nails are disgusting!!!!!! Lord Jesus!!!!!!! You look like you walk in horse manure!!!! Do you not see your feet????? Hermione. it's absolutely wrong to downplay how horrible you two are.. Geezzz. You two definitely deserved the Desperate Need Certificates." She paused and sat down as though she had just worked. "First we go to the center and see if we can change those tickets. You need the Doctorate Certificates." Ginny rose her brow.
"What's the Doctorate Certificate?"
The woman whom Ginny assumed was Sophia smirked. "It's the ultimate level of need. It's called the Doctorate because it seems like only a doctor could fix the holder of the card." She smirked. " You two most definitely need that."
Chapter 2 The Spa
Ginny woke to the sound of thumping. She raised a brow and opened her eyes. She turned to see Hermione throwing things into her trunk. "'Mione? What are you doing?" Hermione turned and smiled. She ran towards Ginny and threw pieces of paper at her. "What is it?"
"We're going to Heaven on Earth Spa. It's our proof of registration. We need to leave today." Ginny stared at her for a moment.
"It's not nice to lie that way 'Mione."
"Oh but I'm not! You can ask your mother! I already told her and we have only one hour till we must floo there! Hurry up; we don't need to be late." Hermione jumped back up and proceeding to pack.
"You two can't be serious!" yelled Ron, his face reddening. He stared at Ginny for a moment, than spoke again. "Mum, tell Gin she can't go! She's too young!"
"I'm sixteen!"
"You are way too young! What do you need a spa for??!!!! It's a waste of time!! It won't make a difference Gin, you'll still be you!" Ginny balled her fist. Sometimes her brother didn't realize how his words stung. She turned at grabbed her trunk to the den, preparing to floo. "You can't be thick Gin! I just said that you're not going!"
Gin turned, her eyes staring daggers at him. "Feck you!" With that she flooed. Hermione followed quickly afterwards. ~At Heaven on Earth Spa~
"Oh look at this Gin!" Hermione pushed the balcony windows open, relishing the view of the sea. She turned towards Ginny for a short moment. "What's wrong? Don't you like it?"
Ginny sniffled. "Oh, I do love it! It's just Ron! He can be such a prick at times! He never thinks about what I want! It's always about him!"
"He's your big brother Ginny. He's just worried about you," soothed 'Mione as she rubbed Gin's back.
"Why can't he worry over someone else? I'm sixteen not six! He acts like I'm a little kid who can't even say their name right!" Ginny plopped down on bed, thoroughly pissed.
"Ginny, forget Ron, Harry, your mum, and dad. Forget everyone! Tomorrow, we start our spa! What's today?"
"Monday?"
"Yeah. it is isn't it? Well, from now until Thursday, we are going to enjoy ourselves. We even have a shopping certificate!" Hermione held up two sheets of paper. "We can basically revamp our entire wardrobe and buy makeup and extras with this." Ginny grabbed one and read it: Desperate Need Certificate.
"Mione, being in desperate need is not a good thing."
"In this case it is." Hermione smiled, patted Ginny's hand, and told her to finish unpacking. "Oh yeah, my friend Sophia is taking us shopping. She claims we need supervision." Ginny snorted softly than finished unpacking.
"Ginny? Wake up Gin!" Ginny moaned and swatted the hand away from her shoulders. Now was not the time to wake her. Her dream was getting to the juicy parts. The nuisance persisted however. Ginny sat up, wand in hand, ready to kill.
"What the bloody hell do you want???????????"
Hermione backed away. "Sorry Gin. Sophia is here. She says she's our advisor and supervisor. We need to get ready."
"Can't it wait?" Ginny pulled the sheets back around her. As she did, she felt a tug. Someone pulled the sheets away and threw them on the floor. Ginny sat up, royally pissed. In front of her was a tall woman with thick, dusty blond hair, cut short, just above the ear. She was slim with the longest legs Ginny had ever seen. She wore and blue peasant top and tight dark blue jeans with matching high heeled boots. Her lips formed a smug smirk as she stared at Ginny.
"Pathetic." she whispered. "You two are sickening. She's just as bad as you Hermione. Do you never take the time to look in a fucking mirror? Well, than again you couldn't. it would break." Her lip rose as though a horrid smell had entered the room. She walked towards Ginny, her hips swaying. "Tell me little girl. don't you want to be pretty?"
Ginny was at a lost for words. This woman was stunning. She was also cruel. She nodded. The woman stood up straight, her ample bosom bouncing slightly at the action. "Than get the fuck up!!!!!!!!!!! Stop being lazy!!!!!!!! Today is the beginning of your training!!!!!!! Get up, pull on some sweats and lets go!!!!!!! He have a massage to get to!!! Your hair needs relaxing and cutting and detangling!!!!!! You nails are disgusting!!!!!! Lord Jesus!!!!!!! You look like you walk in horse manure!!!! Do you not see your feet????? Hermione. it's absolutely wrong to downplay how horrible you two are.. Geezzz. You two definitely deserved the Desperate Need Certificates." She paused and sat down as though she had just worked. "First we go to the center and see if we can change those tickets. You need the Doctorate Certificates." Ginny rose her brow.
"What's the Doctorate Certificate?"
The woman whom Ginny assumed was Sophia smirked. "It's the ultimate level of need. It's called the Doctorate because it seems like only a doctor could fix the holder of the card." She smirked. " You two most definitely need that."