The British Girl Meets New York

SEVEN: REUNION WITH LADY LUCK

The British Girl meets New York

©2014 by shin_valentine

Author's note:

Hey guys! Sorry for the long wait. School's been a pain. I've been feeling like a zombie lately 'cause I can barely sleep at night. Plus, my keyboard ran out of batteries...

Nevertheless, here's another chapter. Please enjoy!

:)

CHAPTER SEVEN: REUNION WITH LADY LUCK

It was so odd once I opened my eyes the next morning. Jane was standing on the side of the bed, all dressed up and she was holding a hanger with what looked like a short kimono. You know, those traditional Japanese clothes, only it was a bit modernized and the length was really ridiculous.

What's she going to do about that thing anyway?

"Ohayou!!" she suddenly told me happily.

It was too late to rub my eyes to check whether everything I'm seeing now was a dream, an apparition or just my pure weird best friend. I mean, I know that Jane's a little hyper when we're alone but this is just waaaay past what I can actually endure.

"Is it me or did you perhaps fell off the bed and hit your head on the floor really hard?" I immediately blurted out.

"What?? I felt all Japanesey when I found this awesome outfit in your closet." she gestured towards the black apparel with pure thrill showing in her movements. As much as

"That was in my closet?" I asked particularly to no one but I saw Jane nod.

I gave her a suspicious look.

"Anyway, just because you feel 'Japanesey' doesn't mean you have to speak the language, you know. I mean, do you even understand what you just said?" I asked, since I myself have no I idea what she had said.

Jane placed her free hand on her hip and gave me a look like I missed something important.

"Dahl, it's basic Japanese. It meant 'good morning', duh." she said.

I stared at her for a while and wondered how random she can sometimes be.

"So, why are you holding that anyway? You're already wearing outdoor clothes, so why..." I found myself stopping as everything started to sink in.

No...

Jane suddenly grinned.

"You're not thinking of making me...wear that...are you?" the question felt unnecessary since it's pretty obvious that it was the case.

"Hai!" she said. And I doubt that's the greeting that I know. And according to her grinning face, that's definitely not a 'no'.

"No." I immediately said with a serious face. Regardless that she wants me to wear it, I'm not going to do that.

"Oh, come on, Dahlia. It would be such a waste if you're not going to wear it." she whined.

"Then why don't you wear it?" I retorted back.

"I'm not going to wear something that you're Mum probably bought happily for you. That would really hurt her feelings. If you had already worn it at least once before then maybe I will wear it,"

Now that could work...

Jane immediately cast me a don't-even-think-about-it look on her face and continued, "But I know that you haven't, so I want you to wear it now that I'm here because you're probably never going to wear it in the future."