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Chapter seven.
"I win."
Shit. Adrian stopped the two of us at the mall's entrance.
"Let the hand holding begin..." he announced.
"Ugh." I felt Dimitri grab my hand.
"Ew ew ewww!" I mumbled.
"Suck it up." Dimitri joked.
I stuck my tongue out at him.
There were only three guardians here. Eddie, dimwit and myself. Eddie decided to be the one at the back, to oversee everything. We agreed that after an hour or so, we'll switch. By we, I mean Dimitri and I since we're stuck together anyway.
Eddie slipped into guardian mode, not laughing at Dimitri and me once. Adrian and Christian on the other hand...well, they wouldn't stop laughing.
"Aw man! I'm going to have to take a picture of this! Heck, I'll even make it a Christmas card!" Christian announced his plan.
Adrian started snapping photographs.
"I swear, once I get both hands back, I will kill you. Literally KILL you." I grumbled through my teeth.
I heard Dimitri chuckle beside me.
"Shut up." I told him as I used the hand I was holding to smack his own face.
"Watch it, Hathaway!" he warned.
"I can't. Even your breath is fogging my vision." I said as I waved a hand in front of my face.
He smirked and started blowing my face from the side.
I stomped on his foot and he let out an "Ouch!
I smiled and we continued walking.
A few days ago, the queen sent us an invitation to a formal ball to celebrate her birthday and to socialize and shit. So we have to get dresses for us girls and tuxes for the guys.
To be honest, I don't care if she's fifty or sixty or a hundred. I'm just going because Lissa told me I was invited as her guardian and because I'm going to celebrate. No, not celebrate her birthday. I'm
going to celebrate the fact that it's one less year to the old hag's death. Maybe I'll make the process faster by doing it myself. Hmm...There's a thought...
My train of thought was broken by Lissa who pulled me, and Dimitri since I was holding the moron, into a men's shop. You have stuff ranging from underwear to shirts and lastly, tuxes.
Christian groaned and so did Adrian.
"It's okay Princess, I don't need a tux. I'll be on duty." Dimitri informed her.
"No way, Dimitri. The queen even stated that the guardians are supposed to dress formally." Lissa told him.
I heard Eddie scream an "Aww man!" from somewhere behind us.
Lissa screamed back, "It's your turn after this Castile!"
I saw him mutter something and walked around the shop, inside and outside, scoping the area. I laughed.
"Tasha, help me see what I should make Christian wear." Lissa asked for help.
"Nothing. You'll both end up like that anyway." I mumbled.
"Rose!" She screamed while smacking my arm.
"What! It's true!" I turned to see the others nodding their heads and laughing.
She shot us all death glares and continued shopping.
I walked around and found a shirt that I fought Christian should wear. It said:
If YOU-TUBE
MY-SPACE,
I will GOOGLE
your YAHOO.
I showed it to Lissa. "He should wear this!"
Her jaw dropped open. "My fiancé will look like a walking idiot with everyone laughing!"
"Lissa, he's already a walking idiot. The only thing missing is the humour." I grinned.
Christian screamed a "Hey! I am not going to Google anyone's yahoo."
"Yup, you're only googling Lissa's yahoo."
"Rose!" they screamed.
I laughed and placed the t-shirt back.
After a few hours of searching, Lissa, Tasha and Viktoria found the perfect tuxes for Christian, Eddie, Adrian and Dimitri.
Christian's tux was a very simple dark blue tux with light blue stripes. It matches his blue eyes perfectly.
Eddie had an elegant yet simple sandy coloured tux. I bet he'll look absolutely smashing in it.
Adrian decided to be different. He chose a white blazer with black pants. He decided to wear a white inner shirt as well. He tried it on and to be honest, he looked good. Like REALLY good. He always had the talent of looking good in everything, I'll admit that.
Dimitri's tux, well I didn't care much actually. I'd rather wait to see it on the day itself.
Dimitri couldn't try his on since he was on duty and because he was holding my hand. I am not going to hold his hand while he changes into a tux. The thought of it sent shivers down my spine. Ew.
The prices of the tuxes were nothing to Lissa. What can I say? She was rich.
My hand was getting numb from holding Dimitri's for so long.
"Hathaway, your hand is getting all sweaty." Dimitri complained.
"You sure it's not yours?" he rolled his eyes.
Lissa and Tasha were getting hungry so we all decided to stop and eat at a small restaurant.
Eddie joined us since he was hungry too.
I was stuck sitting in between Adrian and Dimitri. Adrian wanted to make sure that I didn't let go of Dimitri's hand. Damn it.
"Okay Adrian, I swear if you fart beside me, I will stuff Belikov's hand up your ass. I'll make the two of you suffer. It's like a...buy one and get one free kind of deal."
Adrian groaned "Will you ever let go of the fart thing?"
Everyone in the table automatically answered "NOPE!" we laughed and Adrian simply folded his arms.
"Hey Adrian" Christian called.
"What."
"NASA called. They can smell your fart fumes from the moon." everyone laughed.
"Argh!" Fart boy groaned.
Everyone else ordered something heavy but Dimitri and I weren't that hungry. That's a first, I know. That's why we ordered fries and only fries. We took it as a light snack. Unfortunately, we have to share.
Christian laughed all of a sudden and said "My mum told me when I was young that when you eat while standing, it gives you gas."
Dimitri and I looked at each other and we instantly stood up and started chewing down as much fries as possible.
The others around us were laughing so hard, some of them were gasping for air. Even Paul couldn't stop laughing.
I started stuffed fries into my mouth, never loosing eye contact with Dimitri. He was vigorously chewing on the fries he has already stuffed in his mouth. The two of us were giving each other death glares that said if-you-loose-I'll-rub-it-in-your-face-for-the-rest-of-your-life- and-laugh-my-freaking-ass-off.
I patted the plate and realized that there were no more fires left. "Aww man!" I groaned and Dimitri and I sat back down.
Adrian screamed "I win!" I was confused until I heard Christian and Eddie groan. Ah, another bet.
"What did they lose this time?" I asked.
"Their dignity." Adrian laughed.
"What?" Lissa asked, curious about what her fiancé has gotten himself into.
"Oh you'll see." Adrian grinned.
Christian and Eddie smacked their palms on their forehead.
"I'm curious-" I was cut off my Dimitri who mumbled "When are you never?"
I smacked him and continued. "What did you bet?"
"I bet Belikov was going to fart first." Eddie admitted.
"And I bet that neither of you were going to fart." Adrian informed us.
Christian revealed his last. "I bet that Rose was going to release the toxic gas first and kill everyone behind her." he shot him a look and he shrugged.
I looked at Adrian who, believe it or not, was eating his second plate of spaghetti.
"Aren't you going to get fat?" I asked him.
"There's just more to love, my dear." he replied as he patted his belly.
He wanted to take another bite but I stopped him by asking "Are you sure you're still going to eat that?"
"Hey! I'm curvy and I like it!" he answered.
I rolled my eyes as he continued, "I exercise anyway."
"Sureeee you do." I laughed.
I 'whispered' to the rest, "When he steps on the weighing scale, it reads 'to be continued.'"
"That's the size of my guns." Adrian flexed his muscles.
"Yeah, water guns. Those mini pistols." Eddie said which made everyone laugh.
"Guns are like Belikov's." Christian said while chewing his food.
"Please. Mine are bazookas." Dimitri self praised himself which made everyone roll their eyes and laugh.
I didn't know how but we all ended up talking about future plans.
Lissa started first. "I see mini Lissas and mini Christians running around." she smiled.
"Hold up, mini ChristianS? Emphasis on the -ianS as in more than one?" I needed to confirm.
"Maybe." Lissa's smile grew wider.
"Don't you think one is already enough? Besides, we don't really need to hear 'the making of' because we had already heard so much of that. In my case, seen too much of that." I folded my arms.
Lissa blushed and Christian answered next. "I see myself sitting in front of the TV, watching re runs of SpongeBob Squarepants."
"Aren't you already doing that?" I asked.
"I'm practicing for later." was his excuse.
"What about you, Tasha?" Lissa asked.
"I don't know. I picture myself with a family." she sighed. Okay...
She turned to Dimitri and asked, "What do you see yourself in the future?"
"I want to see kids running around, a small house. You know, a small family." he looked at something far away.
"But you can't. Since you're marrying Rose, she can't give you kids." Tasha opened her big mouth.
Dimitri simply nodded and continued to look at something far away which seemed very interesting.
I suddenly felt guilty for ruining his perfect future. Oh well, there's always the divorce and also Tasha who can give him kids.
Viktoria tried to lighten the mood, "I just want to be able to kick Dimka's ass when I get old."
Everyone laughed as I replied "Trust me; you're not the only one." I high-fived her and laughed.
"Jeez brother, what did you do back in America to make girl hate you so much?" Viktoria asked.
"Be himself." I answered for him. They laughed as Dimitri stomped on my foot.
"Hey, there's a skating rink somewhere in this mall. The first floor I think. Anyone up for it?" Tasha suggested.
"Yes." they answered almost instantly.
"Rose can't stake to it'll be fun to see her fall flat on the ground. Not to mention, Belikov as well." Adrian explained to her.
"Shut up. I can skate." I grumbled.
"Rose, skating two meters without falling on your ass doesn't count as skating." Christian said.
I rolled my eyes.
We made our way to the skating rink and got our skates.
While I was wearing my skates with Dimitri helping me out, Tasha approached us.
"Dimka, do you want to skate with me?" she asked.
He turned around to face her and lifted the hand that was holding mine. "Can't. I'm stuck with the girl who will not stop falling on her ass." he flashed a smile towards her.
Even though she looked disappointed, she smiled back and left. I instantly felt guilty again.
I stood outside the rink, watching the others skate.
Tasha and Viktoria were helping Paul skate. Honestly, he wasn't that bad. But as his aunts, they won't let him out of their sight.
Adrian and Eddie were...racing. I swear if they hit something or have an epic fall, I will laugh my freaking ass off.
Christian and Lissa was being all lovey dovey, as usual.
"I am not getting in there." I told Dimitri.
"Come on, Rose. Look, I have your hand. When has anything gone wrong when I'm around?" he raised his eyebrow.
I tried to raise one eyebrow but both went up instead which made him laugh. "Do you want me to make a list of things that went wrong?"
He grabbed my other hand and pulled me towards the rink.
"I can't believe I'm saying this but don't let me go, Belikov." I ordered him.
He laughed and reassured me. "I got you, Rose."
Once we were in the rink, my legs wouldn't move. If they did, I would fall flat on my face.
Dimitri was skating backwards, pulling me. "Come on Hathaway." he encouraged. "Just skate. It's easier than staking undead vampires."
I rolled my eyes at his joke and did whatever he said. One foot in front of the other.
"You're worse than Paul." he complained.
"Oh shut up. At least I'm making progress." he laughed.
"Very slow progress." he mumbled.
"Hey!" I released my grip on him to smack him but I lost my balance all of a sudden and fell.
Thing is, I was holding Dimitri with the other hand and I caught him off guard. In other words, he fell with me. On me actually.
"Oomph!" I mumbled.
"Now you know how I felt when you fell on me in the morning." he looked smug.
"No, you're heavier than me. I suffered more."
"And I like it that way." he grinned.
He stood up first and saw me trying to pick myself up but falling on my ass again.
"Aren't you going to help me?" I looked at him.
"Nope. This is wayyy too funny." he crossed his arms and circled me.
"Shut up and help me Belikov." he sighed and pulled me up.
While he continued teaching me how to skate, he told me "I hope you would fall on your butt more often. It's hilarious."
I groaned.
"But do you know what would be even more funny? If you fell smack on your face. Now THAT would be just...perfect." he smiles at the thought.
After about half an hour or so, I finally got the hang of it. I never let go of Dimitri, partly because of Adrian's bet but also because I just didn't want to let go. I didn't know why but I just...didn't want to.
I picked up speed and pulled him along with me. He kept up with me, no problem.
I decided to give him a bit of a challenge. I got faster and faster and I never looked away from his face. His eyes never left mine. We were competing on who would make the other one fall first. We both had
the same sadistic smile on our faces which screamed DIE DIE DIE!
"You're in for it now, Beli-" SMACK!
My face hit something hard. No wait, it slammed on something hard. Since I was holding Dimitri, I pulled him with me and he slammed his face on the glass too.
That has got to be some thick glass. I was on the ground, rubbing my face.
"Ouch, that hurt." I looked at Dimitri who was doing the same thing.
"Thanks for slamming me into the wall Hathaway." he laughed and so did I. His eyes sparkle with amusement.
He removed his hand and I gasped. "Hey, you're bleeding!" I pointed out.
I touched the side of his face and wiped the blood coming out of his nose but more kept coming out.
"Okay, you helped me skate, now it's my turn to help you."
I haven't exactly mastered the art of standing up with skates on so Dimitri had to help me up. His laughing wasn't helping so much.
Once we took out the skates, I forced him to sit down on the bench while I got a wet towel.
I went to a near-by shop which thankfully sold towels and bought a small one. I went into the ladies' room to wet the towel and came back to see Dimitri pinching the bridge of his nose.
I sat in front of him and cupped his face with one hand. I then used my other hand to wipe the blood of his face with the wet towel.
He started to look up when I Iightly slapped his face.
"Don't look down. You're supposed to let the blood flow. It'll stop soon."
"Yes boss." he joked.
He made eye contact with me and I couldn't help but laugh.
"You were always known to give others nose bleeds back in the academy." he chuckled.
"Yes. That's why I know how to treat one." I laughed as well.
"I think I prefer the usual way you gave broken noses and nose bleeds. Being punched is nicer than being slammed on a glass wall."
I continued wiping the blood that was coming out of his nose and I felt him lean into my hand on his cheek.
"Ew I think I saw a bogger come out of your nose." I joked.
"Wanna touch it?" he arched an eyebrow and started to pretend to dig his nose.
"Go dig your nose when I'm not here. It'll make you look like a sad, sad, sad retarded old man." I shook my head as I joked.
"You mean I'll start looking like you?" there goes his eyebrow again.
I tsk-ed. I sort of like the feeling of him leaning into my touch.
I randomly smiled at the thought.
"What?" he asked.
"Before this trip, if you had a bloody nose, I'll just laugh my freakin' ass off. But now, I'm actually helping you."
"Yeah, what alternate universes have we entered." he rolled his eyes.
"Russia." I answered him and laughed.
The others came up behind me and stared at us wide eyed.
"Who are you and what have you done to Rose? I understand the bloody nose but..." Christian stared at me in disbelief.
I simply laughed as I explained, "I was skating and fast that I slammed into the glass and since I was holding Dimitri's hand, he slammed into the glass too."
Eddie laughed. "There are so many things wrong with that sentence. First, you said you skate and then, you slammed into the wall?" Eddie, Christian and Adrian would not stop laughing.
"Alright, alright. I slammed into a wall. I admit it. The great Rose Hathaway slammed into a wall of glass."
"Hold up, the GREAT Rose Hathaway? Talk about self flattery." Christian was gasping for air now.
"Shut up fire boy or I'll roast your ass in your sleep." I threatened.
Tasha walked up to us and bent down to Dimitri.
"Are you okay Dimka?" her voice was full of concern.
"Yeah I'm alright. I think the bleeding has stopped now." I removed the now red towel and threw it away. It was disgusting.
She tried to touch his cheek but he politely moved away giving the excuse that we were leaving now. And indeed we are.
"Can we stop somewhere first?" Adrian asked as he signalled me to hold Dimitri's hand. I groaned and did what I was told.
"Where?" Viktoria asked.
"Anywhere that sells make up. It's time for Christian and Eddie to lose their dignity." he had an evil grin plastered on his face.
We waited outside the shop while Eddie, Christian and Adrian went in. What are they doing now?
"They were in there for 10 minutes. What do you think they're trying to do?" Lissa asked, worries for Christian.
They walked out soon after and I swear I literally fell to the floor with Dimitri laughing. The others were laughing as hard as I was.
Christian came out with Eddie, holding hands. That wasn't the funny part. The funny part was that they were both wearing thick make up. Their cheeks were red from the blush they put on and they had ice blue lip stick on too. They both had pink clips in their hair as well.
"Go on, say it." Adrian urged while trying to catch his breath.
"Do we really have to?" Eddie groaned.
"Yes." Adrian confirmed.
They both took a deep breath and said "We're pretty little girls."
They turned around to face each other as Christian mumbled "I love you so much Eddie."
Eddie replied to that statement. "I love you too Chrissie."
And then, they started to hold each other's shoulders and made kissing faces to one another. Oh man, that was epic.
"Muack!" I heard Eddie scream and Christian did the same.
Paul was screaming "GAY!" and I totally agreed with him at this point.
Once we stopped laughing, I said, "You know I'll never let this go right?"
"We know." they answered in union.
This is too good to let go off. They wiped the makeup off their faces and we walked to a near-by dress shop.
It was our turn, by our I mean Dimitri and myself, to lay low at the back while Eddie stood with the rest in front.
Lissa also said that she wanted my dress to be a surprise so I wasn't allowed to pick or try it on. I tried to protest but all she said was "It's too late. I know your size too. And no, you are not allowed to pay me back."
I decided to give up and let her do her thing.
I stood outside the shop, scanning the area, holding Dimitri's hand. I would've let go but Adrian's watching.
"Which park are we going to bring Paul?" I asked him.
"It's walking distance from the house. Not too far." he simply replied.
"Oh."
Silence returned and we just continued scanning the area. None of us said a word to each other.
I kind of like the feeling of his hands on mine. They were big, warm, soft-
"So, when do you want to help me build the tree house?" he randomly asked.
"Tomorrow should be fine. It isn't raining tomorrow is it?"
He chuckled. "No, it's not raining tomorrow. I'm more worried about you handling the dangerous tools."
"Hey, I am fully capable of handling 'dangerous' tools, thank you very much." I placed my free hand on my hip.
"Rose, you can trip on a flat surface." he arched an eyebrow. Damn that eyebrow. Damn that skill of arching it.
"It takes skill to trip on a flat surface. One that requires years if practice..." he laughed and let the subject go.
"Are you sure it won't rain tomorrow?" I just wanted to make sure.
"Rosemarie Hathaway is afraid of the rain?" he pretended to gasp in horror.
I smacked his arm.
"It's okay. Lightning never strikes the same place twice." he reassured me.
"Want to test that theory? If I'm lucky, you'll die!" I faked happiness.
We laughed, just in time for the others to emerge from the store, the boys, sorry, 'MEN', carrying loads of bags. I rolled my eyes. Lissa, Lissa, Lissa...
They were all laughing about something and being me, I asked. "What's so funny?"
"We're talking about Adrian's father's favourite recreational activity." Christian answered.
That doesn't sound so funny. "Which is..." I urged.
"It's a vigorous activity which involves balls, sticks, holes and a lot of energy. Not to mention birdies." Christian replied.
"You mean sex?" What? Balls, sticks, holes, energy. What else could he mean?
"I'm talking about golf, Rosemarie." Christian rolled his eyes.
"Ohhhh..." Gold clubs, gold balls, holes, birdies. I get it now...
Lissa was laughing at me. "Sex? Seriously Rose?"
Christian 'whispered', "She's too deprived."
"Shut up Fire boy." The others laughed.
"Come on, Paul won't shut up about going to the park to play." Viktoria beckoned us to the car park and we simply followed.
I walked near Adrian when I started to smell something.
"You farted didn't you?"
Adrian looked around. "No I did not!"
"Yeah! Yeah you did!" Dimitri defended me by pinching his nose.
"Aw man, ADRIAN!" I exclaimed.
"It wasn't me!" he screamed.
Paul sped past us saying "Sorry, it was me."
We all faced him and he simply smiled.
Adrian looked smug now as he folded his arms.
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