[Discontinued] The Big Five in High School

Chapter 8

CH8: Dinner Time

{ J A C K }

We went to their dining room. I could smell the food already.

"We're having Soup." Their aunt said, placing three bowls on the table.

"Again?" Elsa groaned, flopping down into her seat then she started to pour some soup in her bowl. Then I sat next to her.

"Oh come on, Elsa. Cheer up. The soup's good." Anna said, drinking hers directly from her bowl.

I guess Elsa really hates her aunt that much, doesn't she?

"Don't mind Elsa. She's just doesn't like the soup." Her aunt said, handing me a bowl and a spoon. Wow, she's clueless alright.

I grabbed the bowl, pouring soup into it using the ladle. I saw Elsa playing with her soup while Anna licking the bowl for more.

I started to drink the soup using the spoon. How is this even dinner? Are they on a diet or something? This is just a side dish to me. Ohh well.

"So.. Let's have chitchat." Anna said, wiping her mouth with her arm.

"Anna, manners." Elsa said, still playing with her soup.

"Right back at you." Anna smirked and pointed to Elsa's bowl. She was playing with her soup, wasn't she?

 "Touche" She smirked as she started to eat her soup.

Ohh she looks beautiful when she smiles.

Cut it out, Jack!

"So.. what will we talk about?" Elsa asked between slurps. I just sat there, drinking my soup as if I was invisible.

"Let's talk about you." Anna looked at Elsa then at me and smirked. I blushed.

"Wait.. me?" Elsa almost spit her soup.

"Yeah.. Got a problem?" Anna's grin grew wider.

"N-No." Elsa stuttered and blushed as she bowed her head a little and drank her soup.

{ R A P U N Z E L }

The restaurant looked waaay more fancy inside than outside. There were round tables for two, four, six and eight. All of them had flowers in the middle and were covered with a sea-foam colored table cloth, along with the chairs. There was a very large red rug covering most of the tiled floor. The windows were draped with red curtains and the ceiling had candle-lit chandeliers. Then there was a piano being played. The classical music made the scene even more romantic than it already was. How is this a floating restaurant again?

"Rapunzel, your ticket?" Eugene said, facing me and away from the receptionist. I hadn't noticed him talking to her a little earlier.

"Uhh.. here.." I handed him my ticket.

I started to feel ashamed and embarrassed. We weren't even dressed formally. They might think we're just immature teenagers. I felt my cheeks growing hot.

"Right this way, sir." The receptionist said, raising her arm and pointing to the direction of an empty table for two.

He walked to the table and I followed right behind him. All the people here were dressed formally and looked rich. They were having hushed conversations. Basically, it was a great dinner location for dates, reunions, meetings, etc.

I sat sluggishly on the seat as Eugene sat across me. Then a waiter came close and handed me a menu, along with Eugene.

"Eugene, could you even pay for this?" I asked, eyes popping, as I saw the prices.