WonderStruck
Chapter 7
“I’m going to have the chicken schnitzel with baked potatoes “I said to the young waitress
I guess she wasn’t’ that young, she looked around my age.
I had to snap harshly for her to get the message because she was too busy making goo goo eyes at Zayn and the rest of the one direction boys.
The waitress had long straight brown hair that was in a messy ponytail and she has big brown eyes. She is exceptionally pretty, as pretty as Lucy. I tried to read the tag with had her name but I couldn’t see it properly. All I can see is the first letter; V.
But seriously, it’s her job to write down the food I want to eat. How hard can it be?
We were the only ones in the restaurant. Of course we couldn’t have the whole population here since we would be mobbed with heaps of screaming girls and what a dinner that would be.
“I will have the same” Curly said
What? Are you bloody kidding me?
“Actually I might have the Hawaiian pizza “I snapped, giving curly the meanest death stare I could muster.
I hadn’t forgiven him for opening the door on me, causing me to well… fall to the ground. Louis and Liam were in the van too and they came rushing out at the sound of me screaming at curly.
It didn’t help my case that curly looked like.. him.
No. stop thinking about it, why am I thinking about it? Why now? Stupid brain
The bodyguards that were travelling with us ended up bandaging my very bruised and grazed arm. Then we drove to this restaurant to meet up with Zayn and Niall.
On top of that, I happen to be sitting directly in front of curly. So the seating arrangement kind of goes like this:
Me, Lucy, Zayn and Niall
Curly, Liam and Louis
Lucy’s eyes kept moving between curly and I. Everyone could feel the tension in the air.
Of course there would be tension if a guy opened the door on me with enough pressure to push me to the ground. Like honestly.
“I will have the spaghetti Bolognese! Without the spaghetti and without the Bolognese” Louis ordered
There was silence as the waitress looked at Louis warily not really knowing what to do. It was actually quite amusing.
On top of that… Zayn farted, like really, really, really loud. I wonder if the fart turned her off. Everyone cracked up in hysterics, forgetting the tension between curly and I. Even the waitress was trying really hard not to laugh before writing down everyone’s orders.
“Don’t forget the 7 chocolate sundaes!” Niall shouted out to her, reminding her again for the third time.
The waitress/ obviously a directioner chic left to go and tell the cooks what we want to eat.
Liam then explained to us that every day, for the next two weeks we will be doing different activities with different boys. Sometimes we will do large group activities and other times it could just be 1 or 2 of them.
Mmm, spending my only time in London with One direction. Now doesn't that seem fun, note the sarcasm.
“So what are we doing tomorrow?” Lucy smiled, very eager to find out.
“WELL YOUNG LADY TOMMORROW YOU WILL BE HANGING OUT WITH ZAYN” Louis said in a presenter like tone
“But firstly you guys need to sign the wonderstruck contract” Zayn intervened, pulling out some long piece of paper filled with lots of tiny writing. As if they expect me to read all of that.
In large, fancy writing the title read WonderStruck. Cool name but all of this seemed slightly fishy.
“Luce- “
Before I could tell Lucy to calm her horse and wait a second she magically got a pen and signed the contract.
“What were you saying?” she then asked me
“What’s in the contract?” I asked Liam
Liam seems sensible and trustworthy so I guess that’s why I decided to direct the question to him.
“well… it basically just goes over errr health, safety-“
The waitress chic was back and with lots and lots of food. I looked at the contract. What the heck? How bad can the contract be? I ended up signing the Wonderstruck contract as all the food and drinks were put on the table.
“We hope you enjoy your food” waitress chic smiled politely
Everyone was already digging into their food and went into their own loud conversations.
As I took a bite into the pizza I nearly fainted. It was to die for. So I stuffed two pieces of pizza into my mouth and hoped that no one saw me.
I have horrible luck so I knew someone would end up catching me.
“Woah, slow down there love”
There it was again. Flashes of my past was already coming back. Don’t concentrate on it, Eloise, I reminded myself. It’s all his fault why did he have to call me that.
I swallowed my delicious pizza and decided to let my anger out “Don’t call me love again you arrogant man whore”
Then, realising what I had just said, I saw curly’s facial expression change. Woah, did I actually just call curly a man whore? I think I might actually feel bad.
Curly didn’t say anything back, he just grabbed the jug of water that was in the middle of the table. At first, I thought he was simply going to pour some water in his cup. However, I saw that his cup was still full, so why did he need a large jug of water?
As soon as I realised what he was going to do, it was already too late. I was instantly drenched in water.
I was startled but not as startled as everyone else who was having dinner. Yeah I don’t feel bad about calling him a man whore anymore.
“Harry!”
“HAZZA!”
“Dude why did you do that?”
“WOAH, WOAH, WOAH HOW DARE YOU PUT WATER ON GIRL! I DID HER MAKEUP AND IT TOOK HALF AN HOUR OK?! NOW YOU’RE LUCKY IT’S WATERPROOF OR I WOULD BE FORCED TO CUT YOUR HEAD OFF MISTER!” Lucy began to get all ‘ghetto’ on him.
If I wasn’t angry and about to violently kill curly, I might of laughed at Lucy’s comment.
Then, instead of saying anything else, curly stood up and began to walk away. I was trying to find the nearest object to throw at him but Lucy was quicker and threw one of my pizzas.
What a waste of pizza.
Some of the boys gasped.
Lucy and I played baseball when we were younger so our throwing skills were… precise and very accurate. It had hit curly right on the back of the head.
Slowly turning around he faced us. Then there was a scream.
I guess she wasn’t’ that young, she looked around my age.
I had to snap harshly for her to get the message because she was too busy making goo goo eyes at Zayn and the rest of the one direction boys.
The waitress had long straight brown hair that was in a messy ponytail and she has big brown eyes. She is exceptionally pretty, as pretty as Lucy. I tried to read the tag with had her name but I couldn’t see it properly. All I can see is the first letter; V.
But seriously, it’s her job to write down the food I want to eat. How hard can it be?
We were the only ones in the restaurant. Of course we couldn’t have the whole population here since we would be mobbed with heaps of screaming girls and what a dinner that would be.
“I will have the same” Curly said
What? Are you bloody kidding me?
“Actually I might have the Hawaiian pizza “I snapped, giving curly the meanest death stare I could muster.
I hadn’t forgiven him for opening the door on me, causing me to well… fall to the ground. Louis and Liam were in the van too and they came rushing out at the sound of me screaming at curly.
It didn’t help my case that curly looked like.. him.
No. stop thinking about it, why am I thinking about it? Why now? Stupid brain
The bodyguards that were travelling with us ended up bandaging my very bruised and grazed arm. Then we drove to this restaurant to meet up with Zayn and Niall.
On top of that, I happen to be sitting directly in front of curly. So the seating arrangement kind of goes like this:
Me, Lucy, Zayn and Niall
Curly, Liam and Louis
Lucy’s eyes kept moving between curly and I. Everyone could feel the tension in the air.
Of course there would be tension if a guy opened the door on me with enough pressure to push me to the ground. Like honestly.
“I will have the spaghetti Bolognese! Without the spaghetti and without the Bolognese” Louis ordered
There was silence as the waitress looked at Louis warily not really knowing what to do. It was actually quite amusing.
On top of that… Zayn farted, like really, really, really loud. I wonder if the fart turned her off. Everyone cracked up in hysterics, forgetting the tension between curly and I. Even the waitress was trying really hard not to laugh before writing down everyone’s orders.
“Don’t forget the 7 chocolate sundaes!” Niall shouted out to her, reminding her again for the third time.
The waitress/ obviously a directioner chic left to go and tell the cooks what we want to eat.
Liam then explained to us that every day, for the next two weeks we will be doing different activities with different boys. Sometimes we will do large group activities and other times it could just be 1 or 2 of them.
Mmm, spending my only time in London with One direction. Now doesn't that seem fun, note the sarcasm.
“So what are we doing tomorrow?” Lucy smiled, very eager to find out.
“WELL YOUNG LADY TOMMORROW YOU WILL BE HANGING OUT WITH ZAYN” Louis said in a presenter like tone
“But firstly you guys need to sign the wonderstruck contract” Zayn intervened, pulling out some long piece of paper filled with lots of tiny writing. As if they expect me to read all of that.
In large, fancy writing the title read WonderStruck. Cool name but all of this seemed slightly fishy.
“Luce- “
Before I could tell Lucy to calm her horse and wait a second she magically got a pen and signed the contract.
“What were you saying?” she then asked me
“What’s in the contract?” I asked Liam
Liam seems sensible and trustworthy so I guess that’s why I decided to direct the question to him.
“well… it basically just goes over errr health, safety-“
The waitress chic was back and with lots and lots of food. I looked at the contract. What the heck? How bad can the contract be? I ended up signing the Wonderstruck contract as all the food and drinks were put on the table.
“We hope you enjoy your food” waitress chic smiled politely
Everyone was already digging into their food and went into their own loud conversations.
As I took a bite into the pizza I nearly fainted. It was to die for. So I stuffed two pieces of pizza into my mouth and hoped that no one saw me.
I have horrible luck so I knew someone would end up catching me.
“Woah, slow down there love”
There it was again. Flashes of my past was already coming back. Don’t concentrate on it, Eloise, I reminded myself. It’s all his fault why did he have to call me that.
I swallowed my delicious pizza and decided to let my anger out “Don’t call me love again you arrogant man whore”
Then, realising what I had just said, I saw curly’s facial expression change. Woah, did I actually just call curly a man whore? I think I might actually feel bad.
Curly didn’t say anything back, he just grabbed the jug of water that was in the middle of the table. At first, I thought he was simply going to pour some water in his cup. However, I saw that his cup was still full, so why did he need a large jug of water?
As soon as I realised what he was going to do, it was already too late. I was instantly drenched in water.
I was startled but not as startled as everyone else who was having dinner. Yeah I don’t feel bad about calling him a man whore anymore.
“Harry!”
“HAZZA!”
“Dude why did you do that?”
“WOAH, WOAH, WOAH HOW DARE YOU PUT WATER ON GIRL! I DID HER MAKEUP AND IT TOOK HALF AN HOUR OK?! NOW YOU’RE LUCKY IT’S WATERPROOF OR I WOULD BE FORCED TO CUT YOUR HEAD OFF MISTER!” Lucy began to get all ‘ghetto’ on him.
If I wasn’t angry and about to violently kill curly, I might of laughed at Lucy’s comment.
Then, instead of saying anything else, curly stood up and began to walk away. I was trying to find the nearest object to throw at him but Lucy was quicker and threw one of my pizzas.
What a waste of pizza.
Some of the boys gasped.
Lucy and I played baseball when we were younger so our throwing skills were… precise and very accurate. It had hit curly right on the back of the head.
Slowly turning around he faced us. Then there was a scream.
12/5/13