folklore- a taylor swift inspired fanfic

Chapter Seven

“James,” I nod curtly.

“Lovely to see you again.” He cocks his head. “Who’s this?” He motions behind me to Alisa, who jumps out from behind me.

“This is Alisa, the friend I brought with me for the summer.” Alisa gives a small wave. She definitely thinks James is hot.

“Hey! Do you need help carrying your bags?” she asks.

“Sure. You can go now, Laurent,” James says, waving away the man behind him, who leaves the bags on the floor for Alisa and I to grab.
Grandma closes the door behind him. “James, you will be staying on the same floor as Betty and Alisa. I’m sure the girls will give you the grand tour later. Off you go.”

Alisa and I lead James up the staircase, passing Augustine and Inez’s floor, which I point out to him. “Aunt Elizabeth, my mother, Inez and her friend are all staying on this floor. We’re the next one up.”
We continue, still soaking wet and cold from the lake. I point James to his room and Alisa and I go to get changed and shower.

I take five minute showers most of the time, so I’m out way before she is.

“Jesus,” I mutter to Alisa in the bathroom. “A freaking driver named Laurent and that stupid accent thing he has going on.”

Alisa’s in the shower while I’m brushing my hair in front of the mirror in my robe. There is a divider for the shower and toilet in the bathroom, but there is also frosted glass around the shower so we can talk and we can still have privacy while showering. Before, this was always just my bathroom but it’s nice having someone to talk to and share with.

“Don’t forget to put a nice outfit on for dinner,” I tell her. The first dinner at the lake house is no joke. We all dress nice and go out to eat at a fancy restaurant in Grand Falls, the same town that The Mall is in.
I put on a little dusty blue dress with white flowers. It’s my favorite. If you couldn’t tell, my style is summer/cottage core. Obviously it totally changes with the seasons.

I get my heels out of the closet, and they are white with vines embroidered into the heel. It’s only an inch high heel and it’s the chunky style. I’m definitely wearing these when I get married.

I get out a little gold necklace with a white flower charm. I find the matching earrings and put those on, too. I go back into the bathroom to curl my hair and Alisa isn’t in there. She must’ve gone to get dressed.
It takes a good forty minutes to curl my hair and by that time, Alisa comes into the bathroom to do her hair, too. She’s wearing a light green dress almost identical to mine, minus the flowers.

She also curls her hair, which looks really good with her brown hair. She’s also a gold girl so we can share jewelry. I give her a necklace with three pearls in the middle.

Two hours after getting out of the water, we’re ready to go.