Post by topez on Apr 28, 2006 7:05:52 GMT -5
Well i kind of gave up on my other fic....but i had a idea last night and just wrote it down...hope you all like it! please do comment!
<3 Topez
Chapter 1: Hot and Cold Liquids
The rain pored harder as she runs looking for shelter. It just happened to happen today! The bright sun had tricked her into thinking that she could leave her flat in only a shirt and black skinny jeans, only it wasn’t all that sunny and bright when she stepped out the tube station it wouldn’t stop raining!
She was drenched to the bone and her notes where now nothing but ink splodges. What could she say to her editor? How on earth would she explain how she looked and her lack of research? She thought to herself as she caught her reflection in the café’s window. It didn’t help either when two very tall blonde women sblack personed at her as she rushed in , to find a rest room to sought herself out in before she could make her way to the theatre.
With a look of her reflection, she was amazed at how much mess eyeliner and mascara could make. She cleans up her face and then looks down at her now opaque shirt revealing her chocolate brown bra. Bugger! She thinks as she goes to the drier to try and dry the cold rain sticking to her skin. Once her shirt looks half decent she takes out a pencil and twists her wet strands into a knot securing it with the pencil….this is the best she could do…With a sigh she looks down at her notes, which now are nothing but blueness and rain. She could wing it…sure she could…okay she hopes.
With a small prayer she heads out the restroom and orders herself a hot coco, pays and makes her way to the door as the women watch her with glares of amusement at her. She feels herself blush and look away, only to walk straight into someone sending the hot coco to land all over her chest. With a squeal she shouts and lets a few obscenities leave her lips.
“hothothot!” he hears her mutter as she drops her notes on the floor and run for napkins.
“I’m really sorry…” he mutters as she wipes at her shirt as it stains more. She tiredly looks up at him and stammers “it’s quite okay…it’s really not my day” with a sad smirk as she wipes a bit more. Two women look at one another and burst into laughter. He watches her blush and avoid eye contact.
With guilt he says “Are you okay?” wincing at how red her wrist has become from the hot liquid that pored on it ,not moments ago. The women are still laughing causing her to blush even more so.
“Minor burns” she mutters sarcastically glancing up for a moment. Admiring his eyes.
“let me buy you another. it’s the least I can do” he says as he picks up her belongings and passes it to her when she gives up on her now chocolate splattered shirt.
“no, that’s okay…no problem” she says as she takes her belongings and makes her way to past him. She spots the umbrella in his hand and says “ you could lend me your umbrella…”
She’s kidding right? He looks at her harder and notices how pretty she is past the blushing and all. She looks modern in her shirt and jeans but her black and silver converses show character. She smiles at him a little and nods as she touches his hand slowly easing the umbrella out of his grip. Before he can say anything she’s out the door and in the rain stricken street.
He follows her out the door and watches her taking quick long glides to the crossing.
“what do you mean lend?” she hears him shout behind her.
“I’ll see you here tomorrow!” she yells at him…he thinks she just laughed at him.
“fecking hell!” he mutters to himself as it pores harder.
chapter 2 will be up asap!
<3 Topez
Chapter 1: Hot and Cold Liquids
The rain pored harder as she runs looking for shelter. It just happened to happen today! The bright sun had tricked her into thinking that she could leave her flat in only a shirt and black skinny jeans, only it wasn’t all that sunny and bright when she stepped out the tube station it wouldn’t stop raining!
She was drenched to the bone and her notes where now nothing but ink splodges. What could she say to her editor? How on earth would she explain how she looked and her lack of research? She thought to herself as she caught her reflection in the café’s window. It didn’t help either when two very tall blonde women sblack personed at her as she rushed in , to find a rest room to sought herself out in before she could make her way to the theatre.
With a look of her reflection, she was amazed at how much mess eyeliner and mascara could make. She cleans up her face and then looks down at her now opaque shirt revealing her chocolate brown bra. Bugger! She thinks as she goes to the drier to try and dry the cold rain sticking to her skin. Once her shirt looks half decent she takes out a pencil and twists her wet strands into a knot securing it with the pencil….this is the best she could do…With a sigh she looks down at her notes, which now are nothing but blueness and rain. She could wing it…sure she could…okay she hopes.
With a small prayer she heads out the restroom and orders herself a hot coco, pays and makes her way to the door as the women watch her with glares of amusement at her. She feels herself blush and look away, only to walk straight into someone sending the hot coco to land all over her chest. With a squeal she shouts and lets a few obscenities leave her lips.
“hothothot!” he hears her mutter as she drops her notes on the floor and run for napkins.
“I’m really sorry…” he mutters as she wipes at her shirt as it stains more. She tiredly looks up at him and stammers “it’s quite okay…it’s really not my day” with a sad smirk as she wipes a bit more. Two women look at one another and burst into laughter. He watches her blush and avoid eye contact.
With guilt he says “Are you okay?” wincing at how red her wrist has become from the hot liquid that pored on it ,not moments ago. The women are still laughing causing her to blush even more so.
“Minor burns” she mutters sarcastically glancing up for a moment. Admiring his eyes.
“let me buy you another. it’s the least I can do” he says as he picks up her belongings and passes it to her when she gives up on her now chocolate splattered shirt.
“no, that’s okay…no problem” she says as she takes her belongings and makes her way to past him. She spots the umbrella in his hand and says “ you could lend me your umbrella…”
She’s kidding right? He looks at her harder and notices how pretty she is past the blushing and all. She looks modern in her shirt and jeans but her black and silver converses show character. She smiles at him a little and nods as she touches his hand slowly easing the umbrella out of his grip. Before he can say anything she’s out the door and in the rain stricken street.
He follows her out the door and watches her taking quick long glides to the crossing.
“what do you mean lend?” she hears him shout behind her.
“I’ll see you here tomorrow!” she yells at him…he thinks she just laughed at him.
“fecking hell!” he mutters to himself as it pores harder.
chapter 2 will be up asap!