For Everette

The Meeting pt.2

My face bursted into flames as I dusted the dirt off my jacket, trying to collect myself. I carried my bags to the counter and payed for the few items I had grabbed off shelves. [Uh, Oh. He's staring at me. I know it.] I turned only a little around to see Enoch smirking at me, his eyes filled with wonder and curiosity. I blushed wildly and spun back around to grab my bags and leave the store. As I waked past Enoch, he tapped my shoulder once with his perfect, stylish pen. I payed no attention to it and carried on walking home. Even so, the two males he was with have been "secrectly" following me. I payed no mind and opened the front door, sliding off my shoes. I dropped the food on our dining tale and called for my brothers and sister. 

"Jack, Ethan! Janice!" I called. "Food's here! Come put it up, I-" I had got cut off by a knock on the door. I walked over to find a tall, stunning man with perfectly groomed hair and a black button up tailor coat on. He was wearing the whitest gloves I have ever seen, and his skin was whiter than me! That didn't make him flawed, however. He was one of the best looking men I've ever seen. 

"Sir, pack your things and come with me" The tall man spoke. I decided to ask nothing and turned, walking upstairs and packing my art supplies, fabrics, and necessaties for daily living in two big yellow backpacks. I slung the bags over my shoulders and slid on my one neat pair of boots. I padded down the stairs, passing my brothers and sister. I turned to them and growled at my brothers. 

"Listen, you two." I spoke sternly. "I'm leaving. Somewhere, I suppose." I walked over and sat down, wrapping my arm around my sister. "You two are the only ones who can take care of Janice, Got it?" I scowled at my brothers. "Do all the chores, clean the house, take care of the family. Put your football and college aside for once and take care of everyone else." I kissed Janice's cheek. "Goodbye, lil sis.. Behave in school. Do as your brothers say, but if you have any questions.." I bit my lip. I didn't know anything about where I was going. I supposed I was leaving to be with Enoch. "Ask someone in town for Enoch Satten's phone number and use a phone to call. There's some money in my closet upstairs.." I turned to my brothers. "Emergencies only." 

Janice hugged me tight and nuzzled her head in my chest. "Bye bye.." She mumbled. 

"Don't cry, sis... I promise I'll be back as soon as I can." I sighed and let her go as she untangled her arms from my body. I got up and wacked Ethan across the head. "You especially. Behave. If I get any notification of you acting like a hooligan, I won't hesitate to have someone come beat you up." I looked over at Jack. "Please keep Ethan in line. Good luck." I hugged my brothers. As much as I hate how they act, I love them.  

"Good luck, Everette." Jack sighed. "I'll miss you." 

Ethan brushed his hand along my hair line and hugged my tight. "Be careful, squirt." Even though my brother was an jerk, I cherished the nickname he gave me. It would probably be the last time I'm called "squirt". 

I gripped my bags and said one final goodbye to my siblings before walking to the tall man. He took my hand and led me to a long, gold decorated train. My eyes dazzled, "Oh my...What beautiful patterns." I smiled as I traced my pointer finger over the golden lines. The tall man smiled and slipped my bags off my shoulder. 

As I looked up, there he was. Enoch Satten. My face flushed red. "Oh my my! You noticed the perfect golden flower patterns on my train, have you?" He chuckled and took my hand, pulling me into the train. The tall man followed and set my bags in a far back room. "Don't be afraid, my dear. You already know who I am, but let me introduce myself anyways." He bowed. "I am Enoch Satten, incredible make-up and clothes designer. You, my star pupil, will be my cover artist!" 

I blinked. "How did you know I was an artist?" 

He laughed, " Your art is loved by most people in the town! All I had to do was ask around and then when I saw you in the store, I knew you were so talented. I didn't even have to look!" He paused. "But, I would love to see your artwork in person. Don't suppose you brought anything with you?" 

I tapped my chin. "I..dunno. A lot of my art is just sketches. Nasty sketches." I mumbled. "Nothing worth seeing."

Enoch scowled. "It isn't about the color, darling. It's about the passion, the love, the dedication!" He fixed his vest. "I'm sure that the sketches are perfectly fine. But, its getting late and we have a long day ahead of us. Better eat and get some rest." Enoch turned and called, "Kailo! Please bring..." 

"Everette Ghonstok." I spoke.

"Please bring Everette his dinner, set it in his room!" Enoch smiled and touched the tip of his finger to my nose. "My my. You might just be a model too, with that gorgeous body and incredible face of yours." Enoch chuckled and turned, leaving to his room. 

I blushed and walked to my "room". I sat on the bed, which was so much more comfortable than my own. I watched as Kailo set my dinner on a table. Kailo wasn't the same man that took me to the train, instead he was a shorter fella. He had freckles scattered across his cheeks and circle glasses. His hair was carefully groomed back, and he wore a long black tailor coat. His gloves were a dark blue with golden patterns aligning with the stitches. 

"Excuse me, Kailo?" I muttered and reached out. "May I see your gloves?"

He looked confused for a minute but walked over and held out his hands. "Of course, sir." He spoke timidly. He had a thick Russian accent, and I felt my heart jolt when he spoke. I lingered my fingers over the perfect stitching. "It's magnificent." I smiled. 

I watched as Kailo blushed and turned from me. "You can take them if you would like, sir." He spoke softly. My eyes brightened up.

"Really?!" My smiled was wide, and I gripped onto his hands. He nodded and smiled back, pulling his hands away and slipping off the gloves. He set the gloves in my hands and turned. 

"Please, do take care of them." He looked back at me and smiled. I guess I never noticed his pearly white teeth either. He was like a little prince, if I were to describe him in an easy way. I held onto the gloves and nodded.

"I will."