A/N: Trust me when I say that my writing skills don't compare to Michelle Kelly's. I haven't been writing for near as long as she has, and I don't think I get as much practice with writing as her. I haven't written fanfiction for a while, so forgive me as I find that skill on my shelf and dust it off during these first few chapters I write. Please, no hating on me because I'm not as good of a writer.
Dates weren't something that Kisara went on very often. It was only once in a blue moon she actually said yes to someone. Normally, she had too much to do. Time was such a valuable thing, and she barely had any of it as it was. She definitely didn't have enough to be going to some silly dinner or movie with an individual that would surely never talk to her again. And yet she had yes to him. Yes to Duke Devlin. It was widely known that he was a playboy and hooked up with nearly every girl. Which was why the albino had told herself once upon a time she wouldn't say yes to a guy like him.
A heavy sigh fell from the lips of the Egyptian as she pushed some soap bubbles around in the bath water in front of her. The white hair that was growing from her scalp hung in clumped wet locks around her face as she stared into the white bubbles that hung about on the water's surface. The water had begun to cold, and her skin pruny due to her long time in the bath. The water had been hot, and steaming even when she had first climbed in. How long had it been? An hour? An hour and a half? She didn't know. Nor did she care to. She only knew it had been a colossal waste of time.
Her body sunk further into the water, until her face was under the surface before she came up. Her hair now stuck to her neck and face as she stood and wrapped her dripping body in a towel. She had only needed a quick bath, and to relax her muscles. But it had turned into much more than that. Slim arms reached up to her face and behind her to squeeze the large amounts of water from the long strands.
"I knew I should have just taken a shower," she mumbled to herself as she stepped from the cold water and onto a bathmat. As her hair dripped small drops of water onto it, she reached back into the tub with a rose vine tattooed right arm to pull the drain from the water.
Her scrubs she had been wearing that night for work sat on the floor in a small black heap, bits of white sticking out from the long sleeved shirt she had been wearing beneath it. Reluctantly, she bent over and picked them up, fishing her phone from the pocket of them as she walked to her bedroom. Activating the screen revealed multiple missed calls from coworkers and such, and a single text message. The calls she had been expecting, but the message had thrown her for a loop. No one ever texted her.
As she walked into her bedroom, Kisara stared at that icon. But once she was in her bedroom, she dropped the phone on her bed. She'd check it once she was dressed for bed. It was only a few moments later that she was just that, clothed in a simple white tank top, and blue short shorts. Her still wet hair was pulled up into a thick messy bun, held together by a pencil or two through it. She had to do some paperwork before falling asleep, and she didn't want water in her hair to drip onto them.
Climbing simply on her bed, she pulled the papers from her nightstand and set them in front of her. A blinking light on her phone caught her attention though, telling her about another text message. That made two, which was extremely odd… Normally she would have just ignored it, and worked on the paper work. But something in her made the albino disregard her work and pick up the phone. The texts were from Duke.
"They said you just went home… and you didn't even say goodbye. And here I thought we had something :P jkjkjk"
"This hospital is boring! I have nothing to do! Call me and save me from this boredom!"
A slight smile formed on her lips as she read those. Then she glanced at the clock beside her bed. "11:46 pm" it read. Then before she even had a chance to decide whether to call him and completely ignore her work, or do her work and completely ignore him, a call buzzed into the phone in her hand.
"You should be asleep," she said the moment the pressed answer. "Healing doesn't happen without rest."
"Well hello to you too," Duke's smooth voice came through the phone. He sounded different on the phone than he did in person. But then again, so did everyone.
"I'm hanging up now. You need sleep."
"Well you don't seem to be asleep, so why should I?" He demanded.
"I'm calling the nurses on duty and telling them to take away your phone," she said simply, starting to take the phone from her ear.
"Aww, you're no fun. I'll go to sleep if you tell me you're looking forward to our date."
"It's a pity date. And you're still buying me new shoes."
"Oh, I know. But you have to admit, being able to see my ass actually made up for the vomit on your shoes." Kisara could just imagine him smirking over at the hospital.
"Well it wasn't the highlight of my day. And you should really consider not wearing such tight pants. Those are gonna cut off your circulation one of these days, then you'll never have kids. Goodnight." And with that, she hung up.
Looking at the clock again, she groaned and set the papers back on her nightstand. She'd do them in the morning. For some reason, she was tired, and didn't want to deal with them now. After removing the pencils from her hair and flicking the light switch she plugged her phone into the charger and climbed under the soft duvet, quickly drifting off into slumber.
A/N: I know. That sucked. But I told you I wasn't as good as her! Maybe during the writing of this for some of her skills will rub off on me and I'll get better. But anyway... Sorry it took me forever to write this one... I'm a color guard captain and we had a lot going on... Anyway, I'll see you all in chapter 4!