�Alright, that should do it� Dee mumbled to herself as she saved her text and leaned back in her chair. It was quite late at night and she had been finishing an article for the Rolling Stone. They had asked her to make a fashion report for an awards show. She secretly grinned as she shut down her computer. It was so funny they now knew the guys she had been judging for her article. That Orlando guy had weird taste, if you could call it taste, though. Oh well maybe he just needed some proper education.
�Are you done?� Daphne came in.
�Yeah. Why are you still up?�
�Oh. Er, nothing special� Daphne replied, but Dee frowned at her. Daphne was an excellent liar, except for she couldn�t lie to her best friend, who always knew.
�You have to visit a doctor� Dee told her. �It is very sick to clean up in the middle of the night.
Daphne made an ugly face. �So is it to be behind your computer in the middle of the night.�
Dee shrugged. �I just finished my article on that Awards show, you know, the one with the weird name.�
�Oh yeah, I remember. Hadn�t you seen the guys there?�
�Yes. Orlando has weird �taste�, you know.�
Daphne�s face got a sour expression. �I know� she said shortly. �Weirdo. Where did he get nerves to do that sort of thing? The idiot.�
�Maybe he just thought you were pretty� Dee suggested gently.
�He saw my back� Daphne pointed out. �He�s just some sort of lunatic.� She sniffed disapprovingly. �Hey� she continued in a more cheerful tone. �Can I read your piece?�
�Sure, but I�oh damn! I should have sent it to the publisher!�
�Let me do it. I know their address, after all I work for them too. Then you can go to bed.�
�Would you? Thanx mate, wicked!� Dee slapped her best friends� shoulder and went to bed.
Daphne turned to the computer. �Now between us, mate� she said grimly.
After reading Dee�s piece, she carefully changed her verdict on Orlando Bloom, totally slating him and sent it to the Rolling Stone, but didn�t change the text Dee had saved. �Now, she�ll just think it was the editors at the Rolling Stone� she said to herself. �Oh god, I am so smart, I should be God. Wicked.�
* three days later *
Billy was happily whistling a tune to himself as he walked out of the house. He wanted to walk around a bit and enjoy the sunshine. Unfortunately for him he was looking so much around himself he didn�t saw the blonde girl approach him before it was too late.
�Hey, Billy!� he heard.
Frowning, he looked over the edge of his sunglasses, and saw that blondie from three evenings before. �Shit!� he muttered under his breath, and looked around for a place to hide. He considered the bushes for a while, but she caught up with him so soon he was forced to smile at her and say �hi Jenny�.
She grabbed his arm tightly and walked along with him, pushing her body against his and chatting to him. The Scotsman tried to remain polite and answered at her questions shortly and constantly trying to get away from her grip and her closeness as he felt awkward snuggling up against a 19-year old. In his head, he came up with quite rude Scottish words for her, which enabled him to keep smiling to her.
�What�s wrong, darling?� she finally asked. �You seem so�distant.� She cuddled him as good as possible against his resistance and smiled fervently at him.
�Nothing at all, don�t worry� he replied hastily and forced another smile. A bit more and my cheeks are going to ache horribly, he thought darkly.
�Are you sure?� she asked again, and this time he could only nod, his teeth clenched.
�You know what you need, Billy?�
He looked at her expectingly, not daring to trust himself opening his mouth.
�A girlfriend. That�d be so good for you. Someone like..me� she again smiled radiantly.
That did it for Billy. He freed his arm violently and scolded at her in his best Scottish, calling her the names he had carefully stored in his head. Halfway though, he remembered he was talking to a girl and that his good manners (and his mum) would strongly disapprove of this, and while he clapped his jaws together, swallowing a word that had just touched his lips, he turned around and ran away fast. Ten bottles of old Scotch! How could he ever look at her again?
Jenny looked after the Scot a bit surprised, but soon she smiled again. How sweet! She was convinced he had said something lovely to her in that beautiful language. And now he was embarassed. How sweet!
Dom was just picking up the mail as he saw two very interesting things in the corners of both his eyes. He almost turned them out of their sockets trying to see both the weird scenes. From one side, Billy came running through the bushes of Elijah�s mum and ran towards the guesthouse, while on the other side of the road man he didn�t know ran out of the girls� house, followed by Tamara. Tamara stayed on the veranda, though, while the man stepped into a car and sped away. Dom thought for a split-second, then he dropped the mail in the box again and ran to the other side of the road. The girl for the friend, I guess.
�Hi Tam!� he called. He smiled at her and gently put a hand on her arm. �Are you alright?�
�Hmm� Tamara replied, and she went into the house, as if she hadn�t even seen Dom. Dom frowned, but took the unspoken invitation and went in after her.
�Hey� he tried again. �I was talking to you.�
�That was my boyfriend.� Tam explained.
Dom�s face went sour, but Tamara didn�t seem to notice, as she continued her story. �We had a little fight. I think I saw him kiss with another girl, but he denies.�
�What?? The idiot. So what have you said, or done?�
Tam gave him a strange look. �He said it wasn�t true, I told you. I made him angry by doubting him.� She looked at her watch. �He should be home now. I think I�m gonna call him to say I�m sorry.�
Dom grabbed her wrist. �I hope you�re kidding me!� he said. �If you think you saw that, you�re probably right. You shouldn�t act so�submissive. You don�t deserve that. At all.�
Tam struggled out of his grip and swung at him. �And you�re the right person to tell me, I suppose?� she replied hotly. �Leave me alone!�She stormed off to the stairs and left Dom behind. He buried his head in his hands. He had made things only worse.
Dom left the girls� house, and ran into Orlando and Elijah when he walked back home.
�What are you going to do?� he asked them, but Orli only shortly waved at him and Elijah said �Tell you later� rolling his eyes and hurried alongside his older friend�s faster pace.
Dom put his hands on his hips. �I so hate it when he does that� he murmured to himself.
Lij and Orli found the door to the girls� house open again.
�Girls!� Lij shouted.
Dee and Daphne were in about the same time in the living.
�Hi, back so soon?� Dee asked cheerily, and she and Lij smiled at eachother while Orlando and Daphne exchanged dark looks.
�We read the article in the Rolling Stone you wrote.�
�Oh?�
�That wasn�t nice at all, to say that about me� Orli added and handed the magazine over to Dee.
Dee read the lines quickly. �But I didn�t write this!� She exclaimed. �I couldn�t. This isn�t the piece I wrote, I swear! Read this, Daph, this isn�t what I wrote, is it?�
Daphne pretended to be reading. �Not that I recall� she said calmly. Denial was one of her best in her lying skills.
Orlando narrowed his eyes, looking at the red-haired girl. �You weren�t reading� he said. �I saw you read at Lij�s. You move your head when you read.�
�I do not!�
�You do, Daph� Dee agreed with Orli. Daphne shot her a dark look, that said:�I am your friend, remember?� But instead of that, she said: �Alright, it was a very annoying habit. I have been trying to stop doing it.�
�In three days???� Orli replied disbelievingly. �You added that to Dee�s piece. You bitch.�
Daphne pulled her eyebrows almost to her hairline. He couldn�t see through her, no one could except for Dee. �How do you know that? Have you been stalking us too, you sad figure?�
This continued for about fifteen minutes. Elijah softly pulled at Dee�s arm. �Shall we go for a ride?� he asked her. �This will probably continue for a while. I�m developing a headache.�
Dee grinned and nodded. The arguing pair didn�t even notice they left�
* two hours later *
Sadly Lij stood next to what once had been his car.
�Why did this happen, Dee� he asked her with downcast eyes.
Dee shook her head, looking at the smoking wreck. �We have to face the truth, Lij. We�re pyro�s.�
�I hope you don�t think this is funny!�
�Sorry Lij, but it is. That you wanted to light a cigarette just when I wanted to use my deodorant and that the car went on fire, that is, er� she took a look at his face. �Well kind of funny you have to admit.�
�No, it was the other way around. I�m positive I was first� Elijah replied.
Dee rolled her eyes. �Now we�re sounding like Orli and Daph. Shit, Lij, police!� she suddenly called.
�Please say it�s not true.� Lij begged, his back turned at the motorcycles. Dee looked past him.
�Er, do any other vehicles say LAPD?� Dee asked.
�No..�Elijah said. �What a great, great day� he muttered.
Not much later, they had gotten explained their rights, just like on TV.
�So, who do we call?� Dee looked at Lij expectingly.
Elijah sighed. �Dom, I suppose. He�s gonna kill me, you know.�
�Tell me about it� Dee agreed and sighed too. They looked at eachother and then both shrugged, before Lij took the phone and started dialing.
�Hi Dom, um, I know it sounds weird but me and Dee are sort of in jail, so can you come get us?�.No, I�m not jok...Dom! Please! C�mon, I mean it�yeah really�are you coming?�.Don�t hang up, Dom, no!� Elijah stared at the phone, as if he tried to get Dom back.
�Was that it?� an officer asked.
�No!� they both yelled in despair.
�I�m sorry, rules are rules� the officer told them and brought them back to a little cell, with steady hand�
Dom jumped the last steps onto the veranda. He had a good excuse to come back to Tam..er, the girls. What a silly prank. As if he would believe that.
�Hey, guys!� he tried to sound over Orli and Daph still arguing.
Orlando looked at him venomously, never liking to be interrupted. Daphne put her hands on her hips and almost looked the same, taking offense in the word �guys�.
Dom ignored them both. �Lij just called me and said he and Dee were in jail� he told them grinning. �Isn�t that a silly prank?�
�Oh God!� Daphne exclaimed. �That�s not a prank, Dom! If I know my best friend, which I do, they�ve set something on fire. At least that�s my hunch. Never be surprised or thinking you�re being fooled around us.�
�Lij..fire! Shit, that can be true! We have to go get them!� Dom�s penny dropped. (he�s got loadsa those moments, I think! LOL)
Daphne looked aside to Orlando and handed out the last insult. �Are you going to keep standing there like an Argonath?� she asked. �Move your lazy ass, idiot!