Unveiling Nautilus

Chapter 3- Louis Hensley

They didn't really have a spot for me to sit in, after I made my choice so I just sat in the back of the education section. I sat there surprised at myself, then the more I thought about it the more my decision made since.

I would be thrilled to spend my time researching the past and recording the present, to spend my time in with any and all information of the past that I could want. The answers to all the questions that my teachers couldn't answer. I'm not even sure which one I should look for answers for first. Maybe I should make a list. That's a great idea.

As I'm sitting here contemplating the reasons behind my spontaneous decision. Someone sits next to me. I'm not paying attention until I hear the voice. It's the same voice that asked me that question so many months ago, the voice that I've heard in my dreams. Husky and sexy as ever it says "Hi gorgeous, looks like me and you are going to be spending a lot of time together."

"Wha... What?" I reply. Looking to see his green eyes staring into my blues.

"Wow you must have been deep in thought." he smirks as he leans in to whisper in my ear. "Didn't you hear. I, Louis Hensley, choose historian as my career path from now until retirement or death, whichever may come first. I solemnly swear to uphold the laws and regulations of the USS Nautilus, and put the needs of the community before my own."

I pull back to look at him. I'm sure my face is in shock. I know I'm in shock, who knows what my face is doing. I take the time to really study him. His short dark hair with curls at the top adds to his dark but handsome looks. His face gives nothing away. He's all serious staring at me I notice a slight stubble on his jaw.

I finally recover enough to whisper back, "Okay handsome! What's your angle?"

"Oh, so you think I'm handsome?" he says a smile growing wide on his face.

"Please boy," I reply "You own a mirror. Lets not act like you don't stare at that face when you shave. Which it looks like you need to do."

"Wow smart, beautiful, and sassy. I like it!" He says looking at me.

Growing frustrated with his constant flirting I tell him. "Keep your compliments and answer my question."

He stares at me green meeting blue and leans down to whisper. "Maybe I just want to get into your pants." I sudder. He pulls back, knowing how he is affecting me and winks.

"What for the rest of your life? It might take you that long to get into my pants as you put it." I pause and smile sweetly at him. Then continue, "But it seems kind of idiotic for you to follow someone into a career simply because you want them, and if I remember correctly you, sir, are not an idiot. You're what? In the top 5?"

"You got me beautiful." he says with a smile. "I guess I should have known you would see right through me. I counted on your lust for me to cloud your need for answers." he says with a laugh.

"Oh please, I don't lust after you." I say with confidence.

"Of course you don't darling." he says as he runs a finger down my arm. I feel a tingling in its wake which causes me to shudder. He's made his point. I defiantly want him.

"I have my reasons," he finally answers "but you love, are just a bonus." with that he turns to watch the rest of the graduation ceremony.

The silence between us isn't awkward we are both comfortable with not speaking to people. I keep thinking why? Why would Louis want to be a historian? I know that there must be a reason. I'm not an expert at gossip. But I know someone who is... Haley Rein...

But how am I going to get her to tell me what I want? I would have to offer up another piece of gossip one much juicer then anything she had. I could tell her that Louis only chose to be a historian, because he was obsessed with me after we broke up. But I don't really want to, I feel like it would be a betrayal to Louis. I would be sharing part of our private conversation with her. I'm not sure why I feel loyal to him. It's not like we're friends. I have to think of something else. I can make up a rumor about us, one that if he hears it wont bother him because it isn't the truth. I think I know the perfect rumor.