She was late.
Her vision was blurred and her hair curtained her face, as she stared, well more like glared, at her blaring, flashing, alarm clock. She narrowed her eyes to slits as she continued to stare at the clock, hating the flashing twelve o'clock, having remembered to have set the clock for ten last night! Letting out a sigh of curses and incomprehensible words, Kia kicked her covers off, slamming her fist down on the clock to turn it off, before getting up and stomping towards her bathroom, slamming the door, before turning the radio she had set up in the bathroom near the sink.
'Dark Side of the Sun' blared from the radio over the running water that beat down on Kia's tired and dirty skin, slowly pumping her awake. She ran her hand quickly through her thick hair, pulling out the knots that had formed. She quickly ran soup and conditioner through her hair, cursing at her useless long hair. She really should just chop it shoulder length and call it quits. Except her mom liked her hair long, leaving Kia unable to cut more than a few inches off at a time.
Quickly finishing up, Kia grabbed her towel off the towel rack near her shower, and began to dry herself up, after turning off the shower and radio. She quickly brushed her teeth before applying deoderant on as she made her way out the bathroom door with her towel still wrapped around her body. She ran to her closet and grabbed a pair of clean, tattered and acid washed, jeans, black undergarments, socks, and a simple, cotton, black t-shirt, before running back to the bathroom and dressing herself while letting her hairdryer go at her hair.
Once dressed and her hair half-assed dry, Kia slipped on her black combat boots, cursing as she tripped over the clutter of clothes and bed sheets she had building on the floor of her room, as she bolted out of her bedroom, grabbing her bike keys along the way, before stomping down her stairs. her towel in hand, she lazily tossed it into the laundry room on her way to the kitchen, where she grabbed a chocolate chip cookie dough poptart from the cubbard, before downing down the remains of a warm root beer she'd left on the counter, before bolting to and out her front door, quickly locking it.
Kia cursed up a storm at herself for sleeping in again, as she ran to her bike, keys ready in hand. She suddenly came to a halt infront of her bike, placing a hand absently on the handlebars, as she turned to stare at a pink shirt and blue jean bored, Erin Timmons, who was watching Skipper chase his tail on the lawn. Cocking a brow at the scene, Kia quickly forgot about being late to work, as she removed her hand from her bike and called out to the girl.
"Hey, Timmons!" She chuckled as the sixteen-year-old jumped, almost falling off her spot on her porch. The strawberry blond turned to her voice, her bright blue eyes wide with confusion, as Kia, walking away from her bike, jumped the girls fence, before stomping through her lawn to the blinking Erin, ignoring Skipper as he barked and tried to get her to pet him. Erin rose to her feet, as Kia stopped in front of her, arms crossed over her chest, as she stared at the girl with a raised brow.
Erin returned the expression, obviously confused by the older girls reaction. Kia gave her a slight, lopsided, smile. Kia glanced at the teens empty driveway, before opening her mouth. "Yer rents gone, hun?" OK. Random on her part, she knew. Kia had always made it her business to ignore the Timmons family, only talking to any of them when she wanted Skipper to stop his barking, or to give them their mail that had accidentally been placed in her mailbox. She really had no clue why she was talking to the girl now. She just felt... compelled to talk to her! Strange and confusing to the Texan born girl.
"Yeah," Erin finally answered, a frown on her face. "Mom had an important fashion meeting in France, and dad went with her to go to a CEO conference for the company he works for." Kia nodded, raising a brow at the bored and annoyed tone the younger girl used as she explained this to Kia. She was obviously use to this, but seemed to not be a big fan of the arrangements with her being left behind. Kia grunted, as she stared down at the girl, being a slight head and shoulder taller than her. "So I'm guessing yer home alone and bored outta yer skull, right?"
Kia remembering what it was like to be stuck at home at a sixteen while her parents had gone out to the movies or to a fancy dinner with each other, leaving her home with nothing to do but drool and stare at the wall. god she had been grateful for her bike and uncaring nature for leaving and not telling her parents where she was, or caring that she would get in trouble when she came home later than them. Good time in her mind.
But this was different. Erin was no crazy rebel like she had been, and still was. She didn't have a bike to escape on, and she didn't seem to have a vehicle to escape in. Kia didn't even know if the kid had her license! "Yep. Its just me and Skip here." Erin answered with a pout and a sigh. "And I am sooo bored, Kia! I hate being stuck at home!" Kia gave the girl a look of pity. She knew how that was. Being cooped up at home was soo not her idea of a good time.
Looking around the girls lawn, before pulling her cellphone out of her pocket to check the time, Kia let a small grin appear on her face as she stuffed the phone back in her pocket, having come up with an idea! "Hey Erin? How'd you like to come to work with me?" Oh yeah! She was out of her mind. Kia didn't exactly work at a place where a sixteen-year-old teen should be hanging out. Nobody under eighteen should even be seen at her work! But her boss was a woman who allowed anyone in her place, as long as they didn't try to do anything that would get them or her arrested.
Erin's eyes widened, as she looked at her with a look that read 'are you retarded and out of your freakin' mind!' "Uhh... Kia," Erin said, shifting around, as she crossed her arms over her chest. "I can't leave! Id be.. Be freaking toast if mom and dad found out that their daughter left to go to work with the neighbor who my parents had to call the cops on because said neighbor almost broke her dads nose!" Kia rolled her eyes, recalling the argument her and the Mr. Timmons had a few weeks back over the bike tracks that Kia's friends had left all over her neighbors lawn during the party she'd thrown at her house. The night had ended with the cops showing up and Kia almost being arrested. What a long night that had been.
Grinning and rolling her eyes again, Kia stuffed her hands in her pockets and shifted her chin up. "Who says ma and pa need to know, hmm? Just take your cellphone. And when they call and ask why you didn't answer the house phone, tell them your working outside on the lawn or something." Erins eyes widened, before she placed her hand on her chin and pondered the idea. A second or three past, befor a grin split across the girls lightly freckled face! "I'll go get my phone!"
Kia chuckled as she watched the girl run up her steps to her door, ushering Skipper inside. "Hey! if you've got a bike helment or a helment of any kind, grab it, alright?!" She yelled, as Erin ran inside. Kia turned her way back to her bike, walking through Erin's lawn, before jumping the fence again, and stopping infront of her bike, and throwing a leg over. Quickly pulling her keys out of her pocket, Kia revved up her bike to life, before turning to the sound of a door closing.
Erin came running towards her, wearing a white with pink and blue flowers bike helment. Kia raised a brow and shrugged. As long as the kid had some kind of head gear on, she could deal with the color choice. Shifting forward to make room, Kia saw the hesitating look on Erin's face as she climbed on, wrapping her arms around Kia's waist. "Hang on tight, and when I say lean, just lean the same way as me, ok?" Kia said, looking over her shoulder and down at the teen, who nodded.
"Alright, then! Lets go!" With that, Kia revved her bike up and shot forward.
She was out of her mind!
Erin's eyes where wide as she clamped her arms tightly around Kia's stomach, her teeth gritting as she tried to fight down the scream that threatened to escape her, as her older neighbor shot like a bat out of hell down the highway, dodging through cars that got in her way. Erin glanced around the older woman, and paled to a ghostly white when she saw that the speedometer said they were going ninty-five! Clinching her eyes shut, Erin sent a silently prayer to the higher being, praying to not die.
"Hey! We're coming up on Sling Shot road! So be ready to lean right, then left, then right again, OK? I'll tell ya when!" Kia exclaimed, as Erin gave her shook her head in confusion and fear. She had no idea what or where Sling Shot road was, and she really didn't like the name of it! She felt the Texan speed up as her body seemed to lower down. "Now! Lean to the right!" Erin gritted her teeth and clinched her eyes shut as she leaned to the right, cracking an eye open and screamed bloody murder when she saw how close to the ground she was!
"Alright! Lean to the left... Now!" Erin continued to scream and freak as they whipped around another dangerously sharp turn, leaning to the left as Kia had ordered! They came on the final turn, and Kia screamed for them to lean right, which Erin did and screamed again when a car zipped by and her head being body being close to the ground.
Erin felt her body shaking as they straightened up. "Ya alright back their, hun?" Kia asked over the sound of the engine, her voice calm and unaffected by what had occurred. Erin wanted to vomit and get off the bike, as she gave a groaned yeah. She heard and felt Kia laugh, as they started up a large hill, before speeding down the other side. "Here we are, small-fry! Up ahead!" Erin let herself shakily peak over Kia's shoulder, her eyes widening and her need to vomit forgotten, as she spotted a large, glowing, bar up ahead.
It was simple looking, with glowing Japanese letters written all round the top and a light shaped like a fan with a simple red circle in the middle on either side of the doorway. The cool thing, was that the signs lights moved to make the fan look like it was opening and closing. The giant sign infront was decorated with fancy Japanese lettering, with Kunais and Shurikens on either side of the words. Written in small, but a still readable size letters in English, was "Club Kunoichi!"
As they pulled into the parking lot, Erin could make out beautiful pictures of beautiful and powerful looking woman fighting or doing some sort of fighting stance. Erin's mouth widened, in wonder, as Kia pulled into a parking spot assigned for bikes, coming to a halt and kicking down her kick stand before turning off the old bike. Kia ran her hand through her wild looking hair, as Erin scrambled off the bike, and let out a shuddering breath. Kia laughed! "My ex boyfriend use ta do that after we'd get off my bike. Can't understand why."
Erin gave the older girl a deadpan look of disbelief as Kia stuffed her keys into her pocket. Erin removed her helment and followed the texan towards the entrance. "Are you sure I can go in?" She asked, seeing that this was a club and a bar. Kia shrugged. "Probably not. Now come on! My boss is gonna chew my goddamn head off and I don't wanna miss it!" Erin noted the sarcasm in the raven haired woman's voice, as she opened the door.
Upon entering, Erin found herself being practically thrown back by the volume of the music. Kat DeLuna's song, 'Animal', had never sounded so loud, or made her whole body shake. She was able to quickly adjust to the music, finding it not as loud as she had first thought. Looking around, she found it was like walking into a Japanese restaurant that was J-Poped up abit. Neon green and blue lights outlined a large dance-floor in the center of the club, as moving lights of many colors outlined a good handful or more of people dancing. Neon white lights lit up the bar, along with a large green, neon, sign in Japanese over it.
"You are in sooo much trouble! You're LATE!" Erin head snapped to the left as a loud, angry, voice was heard over the blaring music. An older woman of around twenty-five to twenty-six stood behind the bar. Her arms where crossed over an orange tank-top that showed off some of her stomach. She was wearing a pair of dark blue capri pants and surfer sandals. A cigarette could be seen hanging from her fingers, as she glared at Kia with intense blue eyes. But the thing that struck Erin the most, was that this woman had green, dark green, hair!
Out of the corner of her eye, Erin saw Kia roll her eyes and snort. "Ah shit, Zaru! Don't have a damn cow! I'm here arn't I?!" Erin watched as Kia stomped towards the bar, motioning for Erin to have a seat on one of the stools. Erin obligied, and watched as the woman's left eye twitched, before bringing her cigarette to her mouth and letting it hand their as she continued to glare at the raven-haired woman.
Erin watched as Kia quickly washed her hands before coming to stand beside the foaming, green haired, female. "Ah shit, Kiys! Ya arnt gonna be givin' me the look the rest of my shift, now are ya?" Erin heard Kia sighed, as she heard Zaru mumble something under her breath in what Erin thought sounded like Japanese. "I damn well told you to be here on time! The new girls coming in, and I need someone to run the bar while I discuss what she'll be doing for me while she's here!" Erin could hear the strain in the woman's voice, as Kia shrugged.
"She ain't here yet. So chill, hun! Besides, I had to give my friend here I ride, so I couldn't ride as fast as I usually do!" At that statement, Erin silently thanked the almighty being that she was still alive and that she would get her license soon and never have to ride with on a bike EVER again with Kia, as Zaru eyes landed on her. Erin gave a weak smile and wave, as Zaru stared at her, before turning to back to Kia, then back to Erin.
"Sweetheart?" Erin straightened up as Zaru turned completely to her with a sweet voice and smile. "May I ask how old you are?" Erin felt calmed by the woman's smile and voice, as she nodded. "Yeah... I'm sixteen." The woman gave her a bigger smile, before slowly turning to Kia who sighed, and muttered to herself. "You brought a sixteen year old into Club Kunoichi?" Zaru said, her voice calm as Kia nodded, shrugging. "Yeah...And?" Erin felt herself gulp as Zaru's eyes widened and her face turned red. "And?! AND?! Kia! You can be such a pain in my ass!" Erin squeaked at the rise of the woman's voice, who began to yell at the Texan in Japanese!
"English, Zaru! Ya can't chew me out if I don't know what the hell yer sayin'!" Kia laughed, much to Erin's disbelief! The green haired woman looked ready to strangle the Texan, and all she was doing was shrugging and smiling?! Erin couldn't help but wonder if Kia was insane. Zaru, who seemed to be trying to control her anger, let out a shaky sigh and huff, before placing her right hand on her forehead and her left on her hip. "The new girl will be arriving in a few minutes. When she gets here, please bring her to my office, or else!" Erin could hear the threat and growl in the woman's voice, as she walked past Kia and towards a dark, black, door.
"Alright-Wait?! Where'd ya say this girl was from again?" Kia asked, causing Zaru to stop in her open door. "Britain!" And with that, Erin watched and heard the door slam shut. She blinked in surprise, before turning to Kia, who was grumbling. "Great! Can't wait to meet her. Bet I wont understand a damn thing she says either!"
Erin was left in silence as Kia went to cleaning glasses and fulfilling orders, as she pondered how the rest of this day was going to play out.
'Oh no... I think I'm lost!'
A young woman sat in her black and silver, Ford Mustang, at a lonely stop light, pondering the directions she had written on a sheet of notebook paper. Her gray-blue eyes where scrunched in confusion as the light turned green and she proceeded forward. She glanced down at the note in her hand, and back to the road and the signs.
"Turn left on Silent Trail, and go straight for six miles, and it should be on my left..." The note had read. And she had followed the note to a perect T! Only to go six miles down Silent Trail, and find nothing but buildings and restaurant's, none of which where the place she was looking for.
She let out a sigh, as she continued on, knowing she was on the right road, but finding it irritating that she hadn't reached her destination yet! And she was most likely going to be late for her first day on the job as a financial advisor! The woman on the line had been thrilled when she'd called to see if the offer the woman had posted in the want ads was still open, and had accepted her with open arms when she'd sent in her resume.
And she was looking forward to working at this supposedly hip club the woman owned. She had moved from her homeland of Britain two months ago, and had found it difficult to find a job. She was beyond pleased to have found one with good pay and a woman who sounded kind, and for it to be not to far from her new apartment.
Now she just had to find the place.
Sighing, she tightened her fingerless, fishnet, grip on her stering wheel, as she came to a very dangerous and curvy part of the road, after passing all the building. She slowed down as she hit each turn, letting out a sigh as soon as she was on straight pavement again, pushing a strand of her copper red hair out of her darkly make-up'd face as she went up a steep hill.
She reached for her Blackberry, ready to call up the place and ask for directions again, when she spotted the large, welcoming, sign of "Club Kunoichi" as she came over the hill. Sighing in relief, she drove towards the parking lot, relieved to see that she wasn't late and that she'd finally made it. She was about to turn in, when she felt her mustang behind pushed into from behind! Her eyes wideneding, she pulled over to the side, quickly coming to a halt as a Police mustang shot past her!
She let out a shaky breath as she looked up from her shaking hands on the stering wheel, to the quickly retreating cop car. "Bloody hell..." she breathed, as she continued to watch the car, catching her breath as she let herself pull back onto the road, glad that the club was close. Finding a parking spot near an old looking bike, she came to a halt and shut her car off, as she shook her head, wondering what could have caused the policeman to be in such a hurry enough, that he would almost run her over?!
"David Bowie was right... We should be afraid of Americans." She said with a Small smile, as she opened her driver side door.
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Thats right. I updated.
I was gonna wait til I had the next two chapters done, really. But ya see my college applications, job searching, and homework have been cutting out my time to work on 'em. So I figured I'd not let yall suffer for the next one. So here ya go. Although I wish I'd given abit more dialog in this chapter. Not much talking.
I'll have ta work on that for the next chapter when I've got time. Anyway. Enjoy, review if ya want, and have a pleasant day/night/week or whatever!
Love Kia ^.^