04-01-13 Imagine for Billie part 1: After all these years...

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HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYBODYYYYYY!!! Sorry for letting you wait with an update but. Here it is! I hope you like it! :) This is the long imagine for one of my lovely readers on here ;)

It's sucks a little, but maybe it gets better :)

Here ya goo 

Btw, it's sort of writin from Billie's POV

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"x³ + y³ + z³ = 42. What are x, y and z?"

A frustrated sigh leaves my lips and I drop my pen onto the paper. Why do we have to do homework on holidays? As if math in school wasn't hell enough... I leave my work for what it is and walk downstairs. I try to find the kitchen, but this place is like a labyrinth. My parents dragged me to London with them to celebrate their I don't know how many years-anniversary. So, here I am, in this amazing villa owned by some good friends of my mom and dad. But my parents? No, they're not even here. They were so kind to leave me alone with people I don't even know. But honestly, I don't really care. They're nice and lovely people. And come on, you've got to love people with a big and fancy villa.

I'm so deep in my thoughts that I don't really pay attention to where I'm going, until I walk into a wall.

"Ouch, well, good morning to you too, Billie."

I look up and nope, it's not a wall that I walked into. It's Mr. Steward. One of the kindest men I've ever met. Maybe because I just can eat as much food as I want and he won't say a word about it. Did I already mention that I love food?

"I'm so sorry Mr. Steward! I tried to find the kitchen, but yeah, since this place is like a castle. I get lost easily." I ramble on.

Mr. Steward laughs, throws an arm around my shoulder and we start walking to.... wherever we are going.

"Billie, Billie, Billie. When do you finally get in that head of yours that you can call me Robbert. And it's alright love. The first week Juliet and I lived here we used a map too. One day I lost the map and let me say. I've never smelled that bad before in my entire life."

We reach our destiny, the kitchen apparently, and take our seat at the breakfast table.

"Because you couldn't find the showers?" I ask.

'No, I knew where the showers were, but I was just so scared of the shower curtain. It felt like someone was behind it every time I took a shower.' He whines and I chuckle.

"But you could just buy another shower curtain, right...?" I question, raising my eyebrow at him.

"Uhm.. yeah, I knew that..." He says and laughs sheepishly. "But can I take your order for breakfast m'lady?" He asks, quickly changing the subject.

"I'd like some pancakes, toast, eggs with bacon, some cereal and a cup of hot chocolate." I say. Robbert looks at me in shock.

'"Gosh, want an elephant with that too? How much do you eat little girl?"

"You think this is much? This is like 1/2 of what I normally eat. I'm just trying to be a decent guest here."

"I've never known a person who eats that much in the mornings." He says, still shocked.

Well, I know a person like that. That one person that I didn't see and talk to for two years. It hurts so bad to think about him. That's probably the reason why I never talk about it. Talking about him only reminds me of all the good and fun times we've had together. And of course, about that one day he left. To chase his dream...

"Well, uhmm.. yeah, you know. I'm not even that hungry anymore. I'm gonna get changed and yeah... I'll see you later." I mumble awkwardly. 

"Wait, before you go! Maybe think about this..." Robbert chimes in quickly before I could slip out of the kitchen. "Maybe, if you want, you can come with me and Juliet to my nephew's birthday party this afternoon?"

"I'll think about it. Thank you for inviting me though." I say politely and head to my guest room. I open my suitcase, take out some comfy clothes and skip to the bathroom. I strip down, step into the shower and relax under the warm water and think:

"A party huh..."

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What is Billie gonna do? Is she going, is she not going? And what would she miss if she'd go. And what would not be happen if she didn't go?

I hope you like it Billie :) I know it sucks :(

xx


(rewritten 14-06-20)

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