From abnormally fast reflexes to strange knife collections, Cia Bengtsson is considered the weird Scandinavian kid in the 12th Grade. Her father hunts demons and spirits and she intends follow in his footsteps. Cia has heard many things about the fa...
I can't think of anything to write as an authors note now either :P
Cia's POV:
I am fuming as I stomp out of the library. They met up just today and Lauren is already all over Sam. Ha, 'it's not what it looks like'. That's what they all say. Out of the corner of my vision, I see Dean turn around the corner and I frown as he catches up to me.
"So um... What was going on in there do you think.?" he asks.
"You know very well what was going on in there." I reply sternly through clenched teeth, trying very hard not not to lose my temper. I will bitchslap him if he carries on. I walk a bit faster ahead of him but then I turn around and throw the room key at him.
"There's your key." I say before carrying on walking to the elevator. Dean picks the room key off the ground.
"Hey, this is the wrong key!" he yells after me.
"Damn right it's the wrong key. I'm going to do this myself since the rest of you seem to interested in other things." I shout back over my shoulder, narrowing my eyes at Lauren since she comes around the corner just as I say 'other things.' I step into the elevator, pressing the button to level 6. Dean yells for me to wait, but I just smile and wave as the doors close. I see a portrait of a blond guy with big round glasses in a framed photo in the elevator. Hmm. He reminds me of that twelfth grader my friend and I really liked. I smile at the thought. Good times, good times. I step out of the elevator as the two doors slide apart. I can't hold back the laugh as I stroll down the hotel hallway, with the cheesy hotel music playing in the background. I hear the elevator reach the floor I am on and I let out an annoyed sigh as Sam and Dean call for me to wait. Their room is room number 658, just a few doors from mine. I reach the room 666 and I slide in the room key and open the door. I stand in the doorway and wave a bitchy wave and say,
"Bye bye!" as they try to run to the door.
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I shut it just as they reach the doorstep. Ooh, they're gonna have to try much harder than that if they wanna get me. I stay in the room and ignore the knocking and calls from Sam. I look around, the one thing that stood out the most from everything else. The small door off the the side of the room. Well that must be it. Our mysterious door. OK, now to find out more about this place. Since Sam was too busy with Lauren in the library, he probably didn't get any work done. After a while the knocking goes away and I am left in peace to research. Now what was this hotel called? The Grand Chateau Hotel. OK. And now for the hotel history. Build in 1897, took over two years to complete. A possible amount of - I pause as I hear a shuffling by the main door. I see a note being slipped under. I pick it up and read it;
"Jealousy is a disease. Get well soon, - Lauren xo"
I scrunch up the paper and throw it at the wall. Jealous? AHAHAHHAHHAHA yes.
Sam's POV:
There's a little voice in my mind, that keeps repeating,
"Oh, you really messed up dis time, boi." I rest my face in my hands and I hear Lauren return to the room from giving Cia a note.
"What did you write?" I ask her.
"Oh, nothing, just a little jealousy note to teach her a lesson." Lauren responds. That probably just made the situation worse, but I am in no position to take anything out on her. Even though it was mostly her fault. I want to tell Cia that it was Lauren that tried to get on me even though I told her to stop and that I did not want to. But she probably won't listen. And I don't blame her. My feelings for her are growing slowly, and I'm sure hers were too, until now.
"Bathroom break." Lauren announces as she gets up. Dean is pacing around the room, most likely also thinking about what to do about this situation. Cia has the only access to the room we are supposed to be investigating so we are currently left out. I hear a shuffling noise and I see a note being slipped under the door. I open it up and it reads;
"I get jealous, I get mad, I get anxious, I get curious, That's only because I care."
For some reason I feel touched, even though this letter was meant for Lauren, not me. I realise that this is my chance to catch Cia, as she is walking back to her room. I open the door and see her halfway down the hall. I run after her and as she sees me coming after her, she breaks into a run as well. She will outrun me, but I keep trying. The chase turns into a game of cat and mouse as she starts laughing and runs past her door. She heads to the end of the hall instead. Then she turns around and tries to run back to the direction she came from. I catch her arm and she squeals as I pull her further into my reach. Still laughing, I look to the side and I see Lauren poking her head out from our room, frowning in our direction. I stare into Cia's light brown eyes for a moment until her smile fades.
"Let go," she pulls her arm out of my hand. She starts heading back to her room. I catch up to her and I ask for her to accept my apology.
"I'm sorry, I wasn't expecting Lauren to do that, and it was just coincidence that you and Dean came into the room when you did. Please forgive me." I halt her in her steps. She crosses her arms and looks at me with a poker face.
"Well, what could I do to make up for it?" I ask.
"I don't know, what could you do?" she shrugs.
"Maybe I could stay in your room tonight?" I suggest.
"Deal." she smiles. We walk back to the room and she scans the key into the door.
"One sec, I just need to grab my things from the other room." I say. Cia nods as I quickly walk back over to the other room. I take my computer and everything else I unpacked and I shove it down my backpack. I am about to head out when Lauren stops me,
"What was that all about?" she asks, raising her eyebrows. She doesn't do it the same as Cia, Cia only raises on eyebrow. I like it more that way.
"Sorry, gotta go." I open the door and head down the hall to Cia's room without answering Lauren's question. I knock on the door asking to be let in.
"Password." Cia says through the crack of the door.
"Seriously?" I half laugh and half scoff, "Hmm... 'Cia Is The Best'? Yes or no?" I guess.
"Good one, but no." Cia responds.
"I dont know!" I protest.
"Fine, fine, the password is; 'Sam Will Not Do Anything Stupid Again' OK?" she says.
"Sam Will Not Do Anything Stupid Again." I say through the door.
"Welcome in." Cia smiles as she opens the door.
So I figured, you guys obviously know what Sam and Dean look like, but you don't know what Cia and Lauren look like.... So, your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to guess the features of Cia and Lauren. There's already a hint to Cia's appearance: Brown eyes. And the rest is for you to guess. Whoever guesses the closest will be shouted out in the next chapter! I will also include a picture of Cia and Lauren, but ONLY if you guys state your guesses in the comments! - Tove <3
