Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters besides Laura, Kayla and Steven.
Summery: Just as Laura's trying to get through her last year in high school and forgetting about her ex boyfriend Steven, she goes job hunting for anything. Desperate for a job, she's hired as the second Night Guard at the Museum of Natural History. Working along side of Larry as history comes to life each night, she finds herself falling for Larry...and someone else. But only one of them ends up feelings the same way for her. Will she end up breaking from her heartbreak and let herself be happy once again while trying to help Larry keep peace and order in the museum?
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Chapter Eleven ~ Enchanted to Meet You
I really didn't want my goodbye to Ahkmenrah to be like that, but it had to be. I didn't know how else to say 'goodbye' to him. And at the moment, I could feel his hatred towards me even though it's one in the afternoon and I'm wearing the ugly museum guard uniform, and I'm standing right before his tomb. I had a lot of good and well-remembered memories with Ahkmenrah and really, there was nothing I could dare regret.
"Excuse me, please don't touch that!" I yelled across the room at a little girl who placed her hands on one of Ahkmenrah's guards. She looked at me, startled and ran away, hiding behind her mother who stood in the entryway of the arch that headed out into the main hallway.
The mother turned to me and yelled a 'sorry, it won't happen again!' towards me. I sighed and nodded my head as if a 'whatever'. I sighed and crossed my arms over my chest as I walked out of the room and down the hallway. I sighed as I glanced at all the exhibits that I remember coming to life every time I came here at night. I missed them all so much.
I sighed as I made my way down the steps, eying a group of young teenage boys who looked like they just came here to make fun of all the exhibits. I kept an eye on them until I watched them leave, oblivious of my watchful eye.
And then a voice caught me by surprise. "Excuse me."
I turned around and nearly jumped away. In front of me looked like an Ahkmenrah look-alike. The same sun-kissed skin, chocolate brown eyes, short black hair, and pouty lips. My eyes widened and my voice caught in my throat. But after a moment of staring, he decided to speak again.
He smiled. "Can you please tell me where the..." He stopped and looked down at list of rooms there are in the museum in the museum's pamphlet. "...Ahkmenrah's Tomb...is?" he asked me in a really thick British accent. Thicker than Ahkmenrah's. He looked back up at me in a polite and warm way, waiting for an answer.
I finally found my voice. "Uh...yeah. Just go up the left steps," I said as I pointed to the left set of marble steps. "Then go to the left until you see an ancient archway on your right," I said.
He looked at me blankly. "Umm...I'm not good with directions...so you can you just take me there?" he asked with a friendly smile.
I nodded my head. "Yeah, sure," I said as I began walking towards the steps, feeling the Ahkmenrah look-alike follow right behind me.
"I'm Derrick, by the way," he said as he hurried up to walk beside me.
I looked at him, seeing a smile on his lips. The same Ahkmenrah smile that made me melt. "Laura," I replied as I showed him up the steps, to the left, and then finally into the room where Ahkmenrah's tomb was.
"Well...here ya go," I said, motioning to the other end of the room where the tomb laid.
I looked up at him to find an amazed expression crossed across his face. His eyes laid on the tomb. "I'm always so fascinated with Ancient History," I heard Derrick murmur.
I smirked. "Me too," I replied.
He then turned to me and smiled. "I just moved here from Britain. My work, as a bank owner, caused me to do so," he said . "But this will probably be my only time I can visit this place for a while," he said as he looked back at the tomb.
"Why's that?" I asked, confused as to how that could be possible.
He smiled softly. "I'm going to busy between relaxing and working," he said, shrugging his shoulders. I finally noticed the fancy shmancy suit he was wearing...that pretty much explained everything. "Now don't get me wrong, Laura. I'm not one of those lazy men that as soon as they come home, they lay down and never get up unless it's to stuff their face with food," he said with a chuckle.
Something about that made me laugh. "Oh really?" I asked.
He nodded his head. "Mhm...since I'm in New York City now, I can finally check out Central Park. I love walking and spending time in parks. Usually reading on a bench or something like that," he said as he shrugged his shoulders.
Now that, I admired. "Really? That's actually great to hear!" I said with a chuckle. "I admired guys like you," I blurted out. My cheeks reddened and I looked down.
His smile widened.