Fire in her Heart and Ice in her Veins.

Chapter 9

An hour later. 9:35 p.m. 

" All done" I said, standing up from my crouched position on the floor. I just finished putting away all my suitcases, officially moving into my room. 

I hated unpacking things but when I turned on the radio it went by much faster. My stomach suddenly let out a growl and I groaned, forgetting how hunger I was. I was too lazy to actually cook something right now...maybe I'll order a pizza..oh, or Chinese food! 

I settled on Chinese food and went over the telephone to call down to the lobby, asking them where the nearest Chinese Restaurant number. I got their number and called the Chinese Palace and they said my food would be here in the next 20 minutes. 

The longest 20 minutes of my life.

I sighed and sat down on my bed, looking around my room. Its weird to call this place my home now, since I was so used to Buffalo and Rochester being home. But, I liked it here. It was way better than my old dorm and it felt like I had my own apartment. 

The floor was made out of stained wood and looked expensive but was cheap material and the furniture were all matching: a pastel orange colour. 

It wasn't personally my favourite colour but it was better than the green couch in Rizzo's room. When you entered the room, you walked right into the kitchen/living room and then there was a bathroom next to a closet on the left of the kitchen. 

There was very little open space in this room since the beds took up most of the room. I kept everything the same but added some personal things around the room like my picture frames. 

 I placed the picture frame Lindsay gave me and the picture of my mom and one of the whole family too. I also had a few others pictures hanging around the room, like by the TV and some hanging on the fridge. 

There were sheets that the hotel provided already on the bed, but I wanted to use my own, so I just picked the bed closest to the kitchen. I hope Jack didn't mind that because its too late...that bed is mine. 

I yawned and turned the TV on that sat on the kitchen counter. It was very small and I was honestly contemplating going out to buy a new one. For now this will do. I changed out of my outfit and went over to the drawer to grab my loungewear. 

I slipped on some sweatpants that had Predators written on the side leg. I took of my bra and put on an old t-shirt, not even bothering to look at it. 

I slipped on some socks walked over to the couch and plopped down. I was watching The Bugs Bunny and Tweety Show before I heard some loud shuffling outside my door in the hallway. Excitement ran through me as I realized that must be my Chinese food! 

I ran to the door and opened it up to what I thought would be a delivery man...nope. It was Boston standing with a silly smirk on his face holding bags of groceries on his arms. The smile on my face fell, disappointed that it wasn't my food. 

" Oh, not happy to see me Blue eyes?" Boston teased, as he walked into our room. 

I sighed and plopped back down in my chair. 

" You were supposed to be my food" I mumbled, crossing my arms over my chest. 

Boston chuckled and started moving around the kitchen but I wasn't paying attention. Then I realized he was putting away groceries and I should probably help with that. 

" Oh, let me help you with those" I said, jumping up to my feet. 

Boston nodded at me and for the next few minutes we unpacked all the groceries, filling up the kitchen.