Here's chapter five! Another senseless chapter!
Actually I like it more than the others, maybe because Wanda stays a bit with Cosmo… whoops, too much information!
Only a thing: I edited the first chapter. It's July, and Wanda's one hundred. I calculated the years: if in 2000 she was 10.000 and if she married Cosmo since 9895 years by then, then she married him when she was 105. So in this FF she was 100. Oo Too complicated for me.
Ah, Another thing: I changed the term "maid" with "waiter". I know, my English is bad! But now I'm learning a little more!
Well, good reading! I hope…

STRANGE RELATIONSHIPS

Next day. It was almost lunch time.
I was in my bedroom from the previous day, and didn't get out in any case. Blonda hung out, instead. I don't know who she was hanging out with, considering that she had a fight with our friends, too. Maybe she was dating Juan again… But I didn't want to think about it.
Blonda came back for lunch.
- Hi honey – Mom said to her, while setting the table. – Call your sister, it's almost ready.
- I don't think she wants to eat – Blonda answered, tidying up her pink hair. – She told me yesterday night.
- What's wrong with her? – Mom asked worry, looking at Blonda. – What happened? Do you know it?
- No, I don't… maybe she's only passing through a teenage crisis…
Mom sighed.
- I hope she will get well soon…
Suddenly a big noise came from the stairs. Mom and Blonda looked in that direction: I was flying down with two enormous trunks.
- Wanda! – my Mom cried. – What are you doing?
- I'm going away from here. I found a little house near the park, I'm moving there. – I said without looking at them: I was really angry with Blonda, furious, burning of anger for her…
- Why? – my Mom asked worry.
- Cause it's time for me to go away from here, I'm old enough.
- No, honey, don't go! – my mom said, following me at the door. – At least wait for Dad and tell him…
- No, I won't. I don't wanna wait more time… I want to go away from here, I'm sad… And it's all because of you – I said, pointing my "pink again" sister. She looked at me with a strange expression. – Ask her why. I'm leaving. Bye.
And with no more words I left the house and flew through the streets, trying to reach my new house.
From my family house to the park it took almost fifteen minutes by wings… and with those two enormous trunks it was almost impossible. At least for me: you know, I never have been the gym type… but I wanted to leave my old house as soon as possible, and it helped me to fly for only seven minutes… then I definitely broke down in the middle of the alley. Just for five restoring minutes…
I started crying: I couldn't believe what I was doing… changing place wasn't the solution… well, at least I would have not saw my sister anymore. But Juandissimo could continue to date her, instead of me… I didn't care anymore by then…
- Hey, hello!
I looked above me: it was the green-haired waiter. I smiled a little and tried to wipe away my tears quickly.
- Oh, hello… I didn't see you…
- Are you okay? – he asked, a little worry. I nodded nervously.
- Yes, Yes I am, don't worry… I just… can't reach my new house.
- Why? – he asked, then he saw the two enormous trunks near me. – Oh, I understand… can I help?
- You bet! – I answered. The waiter seemed happy. He took both of my trunks and got ready to fly off. I flew in front of him.
- Can you pick up both of the trunks? They're pretty heavy…
- Oh, of course I can! Please, make way! – he seemed pretty sure of himself. He took a run-up and flew off… but couldn't fly faster than me.
- Want a hand? – I asked. – Give me one trunk…
- No, no, it's ok! – he said, labouring a lot. – I can carry both of them…
Then he broke down just like me, breathing hardly. I laughed a bit.
- I told you! – I said amused. The waiter blushed a lot and looked at the ground. I stretched him my hand.
- Come on! – I said. He took my hand and I helped him to stand up.
When he touched my hand I felt a strange vertigo; I noticed that I was blushing furiously. The waiter finally stood up when he lost his balance and fell on me. We both fell again on the ground, I was under him, his face was really close to mine, I could look myself into his wide green eyes…
We stared at each other for a moment, then we laughed. I was happy now, although I had just left my house because of my sister. That's what always happened when I was with him: simply his look was enough to make me feel better. I don't know, maybe it was his colour, his light lively green.
We stood up and took a trunk each of us, then started flying next to each other.

We arrived at my house in ten minutes. Tired, we left the trunks in the living room. The house wasn't really big, but was good for one person.
- Uff… thanks for helping me with the trunks – I said to the waiter, wiping away the sweat from my forehead.
- Don't mention it, it was a pleasure for me – he answered. He looked really tired.
- May I offer you a drink? – I asked. He nodded smiling a little.
- Thanks.
I went to the kitchen and opened the fridge: there was already something to eat and drink. I took a bottle of water and filled two glasses, one for me and one for him, then I went back and gave him his glass. He drank it up really fast.
- Thanks a lot – he said. I smiled and drank a bit of my glass, sitting on the pink sofa of my house. That was life: no Blondas, no yelling mommies, no overprotective daddies, just me and a pleasant waiter; and a hurt buried into my heart…
I sighed and looked at the waiter: he seemed pretty happy, he was looking somewhere, over thought. I cleared my throat.
- So? How is it going? – I asked. The waiter woke up from his thoughts and looked at me.
- Oh – suddenly he became sad. – Well… as usual…
- Why are you so sad? – I asked. He sighed.
- My job isn't going so well.
- Why?
- Because… I'm too absent-minded. I mean… do you remember that accident with the cake?
I nodded. He blushed.
- Well… I'm a little absent, but not so much. I don't know what's happening to me… these days I'm always over thought… I accidentally put some salt in a pie I was making and some flour in a coffee… they will fire me of sure.
I smiled at his sad –and really cute- face. (AN: who doesn't love his pretty face? hearts)
- No, I'm sure they won't. Try to concentrate the most you can: you're a really good cook. Can you make me another chocolate pudding when I go back to the bar?
He nodded and smiled at me.
- Of course… whatever you want!
We stared at each other… it was a really magic moment. His lovable face was a bit red… and I was warm, too…
- Well… I guess I have to prepare lunch, now – I said. He stood up.
- Can I prepare it?
I smiled happily.
- Oh, of course! Today I'll eat like a queen!
- Yay! – he said excited, then flew fast into the kitchen. I laughed a bit: he was simply… cosmic.

- Ring!
The bell rang in my old home. Mom opened the door: a beautiful guy, strong and sexy, was outside. He looked really clever.
- Hello lady! Nice to meet you!
He had a clear Spanish accent. Mom looked at him and blinked his eyes. He stretched his hand to her.
- You must be… Wanda's mother, aren't you?
- Well… actually I am… who are you instead? – she asked, skeptical.
- I'm Juandissimo Magnifico – he said smiling. – And I was searching for Wanda.
- Well… I don't know who you are, Mr. Juandissimo, but… - my Mom started. But Blonda flew fast downstairs.
- Juan! Here I come!
Blonda flew next to Mom and looked at him: she seemed a bit worry.
- Juan, what are you doing here?
- I wanted to make you a surprise! – he said happily. – I came to your home to take you, so we could go to have lunch at the restaurant together! And so I would have met your parents, finally! – he added winking to Mom, that looked a little confused.
- So… let me understand… is he Wanda's boyfriend? – she asked. Blonda intervened:
- Yep, he's my boyfriend!
- Wanda's boyfriend? – Mom said again. This time she was a little frosty. Juan nodded.
- Si! But she's right here! – he said, pointing Blonda, who was smiling embarrassed. Mom said to Juandissimo:
- Wanda just moved off.
- What? – he asked, confusing. – She's right here!
- Yep, mom! What are you saying? – said Blonda nervously. But Mom understood.
- Wanda doesn't live here anymore. She moved off at half a hour ago. Now she lives near the park.
- What… - Juan looked once at Blonda, once at Mom, confused. – So… who's she?
- I'm Wanda! Who else could I be? Do you see my pink hair and my pink eyes?– Blonda tried again. But Mom stopped her.
- She's her twin sister, Blonda.
Juan looked at her surprised.
Silence…
- Oh, - Juan said then. – So I guess… I'll go to see Wanda… bye, then…
And flew away, still shocked. Mom glared at Blonda.
- So that was why Wanda was so angry with you? I'm not surprised!
- But she stole him from me first! – Blonda said sadly.
- I don't think so, Wanda's not that kind of person! – Mom said. And she knew she was right. – I hope you'll go to your sis to tell her you're sorry!
Blonda kept in silence and looked Juandissimo flying away for a last time, then flew upstairs again to her bedroom.

- Here is the fried chicken, Lady!
I and the waiter were at my new place. I had just ate all the delicious spaghetti he cooked, and I was ready for the fried chicken. He served me a really inviting chicken…
- With French Fries! – he added, putting some Fries near the dish. I smelled it.
- It seems really delicious! – I said enthusiastic. He smiled.
- Does it?
I nodded, not able to respond anymore: my mouth was already full of food.
He sat in front of me, in my little kitchen, and started to eat his dish, happy.
When…
- Ring!
The bell rang.
- Who could be at this time? – I said angrily: I wanted to eat. (AN: Hey, Wanda looks just like me in this FF!). I stood up and went to the window. – Stay there. – I told to the waiter.
I was wondering who could it be: I moved there since a really short time. And I surprised to see Juandissimo: what was he doing there?
He rang again the bell, and I shivered: if he would have saw the waiter eating with me, maybe he would have thought that I had found a new boyfriend in a little while! Well, it wasn't a bad idea… but something told me to take the waiter and push him into my new bedroom.
- Hey! – he said, surprised. – W-what are you doing?
- I'll tell you later, now I want you to stay here in silence and motionless, ok? – I whispered to him, while the bell rang again.
- Yes, but… why?
- I'll explain you later! – I said quickly, and pushed him into my bedroom and locked it.
- Hey! – he cried. – Let me get out of here!
The bell rang louder.
- Here I come!!! – I cried, then I whispered to the door: - Can you go out of the window?
- I can't it's locked! – he said, scared. I didn't now what to do: the bell wasn't stopping ringing.
- Well, stay here… don't do anything, don't scream, don't call me, don't punch the door, ok? In silence and motionless! – I said hasty, then I ran to the door and opened it: Juandissimo was there, he seemed really sad.
- Wanda! – he said. I looked at him: he was sexy and his eyes were wonderful as usual, but I pretended to be not interested to him.
- Yeah? – I asked, frosty. He took my hand and I felt a shiver on my back.
- Wanda… I'm sorry! – he said. He seemed really sorry, but I pretended to be still angry.
- For what? For dumping me yesterday? – I asked.
- I never dumped you yesterday – he said desperate. – I met you yesterday morning and you told me you wanted to move the date at six PM! And you had pink short hair just like now! And your wonderful pink eyes! It was obviously you… I didn't know you had a twin sister!
I looked at him and started crying.
- Who told you?
- Your mom! Today I was dating you again… well, actually your sister, so I decided to make her a surprise and go to her place to take her in a restaurant… your mom opened the door and told me everything. And I'm really sorry… I didn't know it!
His beautiful eyes were full of tears: suddenly I forgot about everything, about being angry with him, with Blonda, with my parents…
I kissed him on his lips, dipping them with my tears and caressing his face. I felt his arms hugging me and stroking my hair. We fell on the floor, he was on me, the door was open…
Completely overwhelmed by the passion I actually forgot someone else: the waiter, locked in my bedroom.
Suddenly a strange noise came from the passage. Juan stood up alarmed.
- What was that?
I suddenly remembered about the waiter and grabbed Juan's t-shirt again.
- What? I didn't hear anything…
I pulled him to my face and kissed him again, covering his ears with my hands, trying to make him not hearing the noise. He stopped for a moment and looked at me, still on the floor, under him.
- Yes, I had to know it wasn't you, your sister doesn't kiss as well as you…
I laughed a little nervously. It maybe worried Juan that looked at me with an interrogative expression. The noise got louder.
- What the… - Juan said standing up and walking to my bedroom. I stood on my knees.
- No, stop! It's just… - I didn't know what to say. I flew fast to him and grabbed his shoulders.
- Maybe we could go in my bedroom! – I cried nervously, in order to make the waiter hear and understand.
- Why are you shouting? – Juan said covering his ear.
- Cause I'm really HAPPY!!!! – I yelled. – And now we're entering in my bedroom! – I took the key and made some noise with it into the lock. – I'm opening the door and… - I opened a little the door to look into the room: the waiter was flying in front of the wall, scared. I tried desperately to point the bed with my eyes, but the waiter just couldn't get it. – And there isn't anyone in here! Is there? – I said nervously. Then Juan rudely opened the door.
- Oh, how long is this going to take? I want to have fun right now!
The waiter flew under the bed quickly. I hoped the bed was tall enough.
- Oh, I was making you waiting! – I said cleverly. – I was just… playing!
Juan laughed and pushed me on the bed. I felt the waiter's back against mine and heard a little hurt squeak. Juan kissed me with passion and I closed my eyes and caressed his face.
- I'm so glad I found you again – he said. I didn't stop kissing him. He took me and started floating a little: it was a really good moment for the waiter to escape. I caressed Juan's sleek hair and opened an eye to see if the waiter was going away. He was actually getting of under the bed, his hair was messy, and when he stood up and looked at us opened his mouth. I started to raise my eyebrows in order to make him understand that he had to flee, and in that moment! He flew away fast, through the still open door. I moved away from his face and looked at him, relieved.
- I'm so happy you came back to me…
- I am too…
I smiled at him, happy. He looked at me with a glad, warm expression. He was making me feel in paradise…
It was wonderful, to have him back… I was so glad, and now that I had a personal home we could meet every time I wanted…
I remember it was one of the best moments of my life, even though I had just treated a friend in a bad way: the waiter flew out from my house and flew into the park, sad. He looked at himself into the lake sadly and sighed…

The end. I have a track for this FF!!!!! I hope you enjoyed. Now I have to go to do my homework sigh I want to finish this story soon, so I'll can publish other best ones, like Cosmo's Nightmare Well, goodbye:

-Hilary-