Hey guys, lost my USB again but I'm writing anyway because I had a pretty easy week. So two weeks ago I wrote a question about Australia's capital. Most people said it was Sydney! NO! IT ISN'T! I know Australia is really disconnected from the rest of the world (except N-Z) but it would be nice to think people actually knew what the capital is. Just so you know it's Canberra – also known as the A.C.T (AUSTRALIAN capital TERRITORY!). Doesn't matter, I'm done now. Anyway enjoy whatever number chapter this is…
FOUR:
After fourteen hours on a plan with Six sleeping on my shoulder the whole time we finally get off. I expect it to be around seven in the morning, but no. It looks about 11 at night. Six and I are standing in line waiting to be processed into Australia looking around for anyone who might be suspicious. Six leans over to me and whispers "Can you see Nine, Ella and Five? I can see Marina, Eight, Malcolm, Sam, Adam and Sarah." My head whips around trying to find them. We're over near the back Ella says inside my head. I slowly scan the back of the room and find Nine's head and the top of five's head. Nine catches my eye and does a small nodding gesture meaning he sees us and that they're fine. I return the nod. Ella is still in her three year old form and is supposedly sleeping on Nine's left shoulder with his left arm holding her up. Five is standing on Nine's right and he has his right arm around her shoulders and they're talking about something. "Just found them. They're over near the back." I tell Six.
"Have you ever been to Australia?" She asks.
"No. I've mostly just been in America."
She shrugs and looks around and then looks back at me. "I hope Sam and Becky get along." "Who?" I ask. "Five's friend. Her name is Becky." She explains. "Oh ok." All of a sudden I get the strange urge to hug her but settle for holding her hand. When my hand slips into hers fire spreads across my palm where our skin meets. She looks up at me shocked put doesn't pull away and I'm grateful for that.
MARINA:
Eight and I talked most the whole time. Eight was smiling almost the whole time. Eight held my hand the whole time. It was sweet but it ended too soon. I think but then laugh out loud think how stupid that was. We held hands for fourteen hours but it 'ended too soon'. Eight gave me a funny look that said 'what?' I just shook my head. "How long is this going to take?" He asks. "I don't know. Can you see the others?" I ask him because he's taller and I can barely see a thing with people crowding us on every side. "Yeah I can see both groups of three, Six and four but I can't see Sarah." "Don't tell six that, she'll start jumping for joy." I mutter to myself hoping he wouldn't hear. "You girls sure don't like her." He says laughing a little. "No, not really."
Two hours later –at ONE in the morning – we get out of customs and we get a few rooms from a hotel that only has two colours in it – white and gold. It actually hurts your eyes to look at it. I walk into the – very white – bathroom and put on my PJ's. Nine and Five are sharing a room (No surprise there). Six and John are sharing one. Sam, Adam and Malcolm are sharing a room and Ella, Sarah and the chimaera are sharing the last room. Sydney is a crowded city, but according to Five it's nothing compared to Melbourne. I walk out of the bathroom and into the room I share with Eight. He is under the covers channel surfing with a board expression. "Anything good on?" I ask knowing full-well what the answer will be. "Hell no. The best thing is some cooking show. AND I DON'T EVEN LIKE COOKING!" He says and I smile half-heartedly. "Then turn it off." I say slipping under the puffy, white doona cover – my back to him. The room goes pitch black and his hand wrap around my waist pulling me too him. My back is against his bare chest and my heart flutters. "Goodnight Beautiful." He whispers into my hair. "Who the hell are you talking to?" I ask jokingly. "Just this super gorgeous girl who I happen to be talking too." He says. "Funny. I thought you were talking to me." I say looking over my shoulder at him. He cracks a smile and whispers telling me to 'shut up.' So I do.
FIVE: (In the morning)
"Come on sleeping beauty wake up!" Nine says teasingly. I open one eye and see him at the end of the bed. "Not when hell freezes over." I say flatly and close my eye. He yanks the blanket away from me and I feel frozen. I groan and cruse under my breath. "Now I know you don't mean that. Get up Five." He says seriously. "Go die in a whole!" I yell quietly and slap a pillow over my head. He just laughs. Usually this situation is reversed and I'm the one teasing him. It was more fun that way. "Now come on princess, don't be like that. I actually don't really care if you get up because you pyjama shorts must have ridden up last night." He says and I sit up bolt pulling my shorts down. I glare at him. "They really meant it when the said chivalry was dead." I say flatly and stand up and am hit by a wave of dizziness. I stumble and almost fall but Nine catches me around the waist. "Easy does it princess." He says with the smirk clear in his voice. "Go die in a whole." I say prying his hands off of me.
"What is that? Your new catch faze?"
"Yep. Like it?" I say smiling devilishly.
"I wouldn't, but it comes from your sweet mouth so I have too." He says standing up and pressing me against the wall.
"You're so cheesy!" I say putting a hand on his bare chest.
"You're so beautiful." He says tucking a loose strand of blonde hair behind my ear. He leans down and…
"FIVE! NINE! Let me in or I'll let myself in!" Six yells from behind the door.
"Get lost, Six!" Nine yells and she goes off into a rant. He kisses me lightly and whispers something like 'I'm going to kill her.' to himself. He walks to the door and opens it. "What do you want sweetheart?" He says. I freeze up at the nickname. My muscles go tense, my mouth seems to burn unpleasantly where he kissed me and my heart seems to break just a little. Jealousy is a crap thing to feel. I think quietly to myself. "I'm here to talk to Five." She says and I can hear her push past Nine. She walks in and sees my face. "Hey, what's wrong?" She says frowning. "Nothing." I say blankly. "You're so full of it. Nine, get out." She yells towards the door. "What? Why? You can't make me." Nine says. "Fine. Five I'm taking you for a walk. Get dresses and be in the lobby in ten." She says walking out of the door. I get dressed quickly not looking at Nine the whole time. As I walk out of the door I see his face in the corner of my eye. My heart breaks even more at his face. His eyes are full of hurt but the rest of his face it set in stone, unmoving and frightening. I remember my cepan tell me something as a child right after I had beat the living day lights out of this boy who had said something about Audrey. She had said 'to see a man mad is scary to see him mad at you makes you want to breakdown and crumple in to a pile on the floor, turn in to nothing and pretend you don't even exist. But instead of doing what you feel like doing you yell and scream at them. Personally I think that makes you feel better. What do you think?" I hadn't answered her then but if she were still here I would say 'I think I want to do both. I think I want to scream and tear something apart that isn't my own heart, I think I want to curl up into a ball and cry until I'm a lifeless ball. But you and I both know that won't happen. You taught me to be strong, so that is what I will be."
OK! They're almost up to meeting Becky! Come back next week!
Right question of the week…
'what is the most common stereo type that people think about you?"
F.R.F.R! See you all next week. Be lucky!
Lucky number 9