Regal Of All

Chapter X

A slammed the creaking door shut of my lousy hotel (without meaning to), which I reluctantly grown fond of. I sighed as I surveyed the sorry excuse for a bedroom, even if it was temporary. Clothes and workout items (like weights and such) were scattered around and clothing accessories (I had a lot of jewelry) were laid about on top of the dusty dresser. My shoes were dumped right next to the door. Since this wasn't my real house or room, I didn't bother enough to care about what it looks like since I was the only one that would ever see it.

I was sweaty and grimy and was dusted with a coat of dirt/sawdust. A shower would be nice. I lumbered into the bathroom to my right, groaning inside because of all the creams and hair stuff that littered the sides of my sink and how the ugly towels were so messily draped on the racks. I could've paid for room service, but i don't exactly have the money. Pulling open the gross, tattered curtain that may of had once had a shimmer but now faded to a chalky gray. I switched on the warm water so I could shower. After kicking off my hunting boots by the entrance, I closed the bath room door. Stripped off my socks and pants and took my hair down. Then, something caught my eye.

It was a freaking spider. I hate bugs and insects on a good day, but a spider in my shower. I was too scared to be angry. I yelped- and it MOVED TOWARDS ME.

"Ahh!! OHGODSHELPMEPLEASE." The spider crawled out of the shower (to escape the water I think) which left it one choice, to go to me. Seeing how I was jumping up and down with a stubbed toe, tripping on a fallen towel and desperately begging the sticky door to unlock. It wouldn't. My ankle gave out 'cause I was half standing on my boots and half-kicking the door. This is laughable. You can stand up against a dragon but are dying from a spider. Oh well.

I'm shouting and have collapsed to the floor and is banging ferociously on the door. A few flecks of water sprayed out of the tub, landing around the spider. I moved even faster towards me. I am pounding the door with my fists and spitting out pleas, curses and angry mutterings. I heaved myself to my feet.

It swung open, just as I took to slamming my whole body weight into the door. I rush of humid air seeped into the rest of the room. I fell to the floor. Gasping for air I tried to shuffle myself forward to the wall using my elbows while my feet were flailing around. Maybe I should get to the bed, always aim for higher ground, I thought as I leapt to my feet and threw myself on top of the bed. Which just about collapsed under my sudden weight.

The black spider was crawling out of the bathroom right to- guess where?- my bed, of course.

Now I'm angry, how dare you sinister little menacing devilish creature try to do me harm?! I chucked a pillow at it, it dodged it. 

I debated whether or not to leave the safety of the higher land to gather weaponry or to stay and wait for it to clear the pathway to the door. The spider crept forward; I decided should I kill my opponent I should at least have the decency to know it's name. I named it Arane, I didn't know it's gender, so the name worked for both. I looked around for something to throw at Arane, I saw a book on the desk in the corner. I scampered over and snatched it before launching back to safety. I thought over my options:

1) Hit Arane with something and let it die. But I'd have to pick it up and dispose of it.

2) Let it roam free and live until it dies itself. But I'd never be able to sleep.

3) Run for the door and leave. But i'd have to face it sooner or later. And I still hadn't showered, with the water was still running.

4) Run to the door open it, and herd it out.

I decided to go with #4 and slithered off my fort and quietly picked up a shoe in one hand and the book in another. By now Arane was staring at me and was frozen. I made a mad-dash for the door, flung it open and jumped back over the spider. I did my best to just nudge it to the door without hurting it. It wasn't it's fault for getting stuck in the shower just when I wanted to actually shower.

I herded it out and slammed the door shut. Oh thank goodness, I sighed. I went back to the bathroom and tidied it up. I hope that doesn't happen every time I want to shower....

About a half-hour later I heard a knock on the door and two voices called, "Hey KK! Do you want to go to the cinema showing with us? We're leaving in 10 minutes." It was Lea and Acacia.

Sounds fun, but a little short notice. "Ok, cool. Oh, and thanks for the heads up," I heard laughter, "I'll be out there in a minute."