I know I haven't written in a while but I wanted to try and finish this. I have forgotten a lot of what I wanted to use for the story line so if you have any ideas I would love to hear them.
She hadn't even gotten off the ice before Phil was bombarding her with contracts, advertisement offers, endorsement plans and every other money making scheme possible for one man to write up since the arrival of the ducks newest member. She tried to balance on her skate on the rubber mats around the rink as Phil went on and on about how famous she would be and how much money they'd make. It was a little overwhelming to say the least. It was only 6:30 in the morning, she was still getting used to Earth, and she had a chubby, greasy man shoving papers in her face and totally violating her space bubble. She looked to the others for help, mercy, anything.
Wildwing immediately stepped in. "Why don't we give El a couple days to finish adjusting, Phil. We can talk about the teams obligations over coffee." And with that, he herded Phil down the hall toward the teams living area.
"I'm glad that's over," Elizabeth chuckled a little, "How do you guys put up with that? I'd go crazy."
"Pateince, sweetheart, patience," Duke smiled.
"Patience is a virtue." Again with the overly wise sayings. El's eyes met Nosedive's and it was as if they read each other's thoughts: It was way too early for this. They shared a knowing smile as the team separated to go shower and get some breakfast.
As she walked toward her room, El looked back and saw Nosedive opening the door to the room the he and Wildwing were sharing. She liked him. He was nice, funny and cute. She just didn't know if she could do it. Be in a relationship again. Trust anyone. 'But what if he turns out to be different? What if he doesn't hurt me?'
Breakfast! Thank goodness! He was starving. As her turned the corner to the kitchen he saw her. She was at the stove frying eggs and making toast. She looked amazing. The little red halter-top sundress she had on was perfect on her. The hem stopped just above her knees and the back was open to show her shoulders.
Suddenly, something bumped into his shoulder and Nosedive realized that he was staring. He turned to see who bumped him. There was Duke with a crooked smirk on his face. "Whatcha looking at there, Kid?" He chuckled to himself as he walked away.
Nosedive, now a little red in the face, sat down at the table adjacent to Wildwing and Phil, who were busy talking about the photo shoot that was scheduled for tomorrow. He grabbed the closest box of sugar-filled cereal and filled his bowl. After taking the first bight, he heard someone sit down next to him.
"Toast?" El was sitting there with her eggs and some toast.
"Huh?" Great! He must look so cool with a mouth full of cereal. She was going to think he was an idiot.
"I asked if you wanted some toast. I think I made a little more than I'll actually eat." She held the plate out. Dive gulped and took a piece. "Thanks," He choked out through his cereal. Yeah, she was gonna think he was a slob too. Just lovely.
Suddenly the alarm sounded. This morning was going great! Now his cereal was going to get soggy and he had to fight those lizards.
"El, stay here. We'll be back," Wildwing said as he and the others raced out of the room. And like that they were gone.