Envelope Challenge

Chapter 5 - A Limousine Ride

Yes, I know I said I would update every seven days and you will get your update tomorrow but I just got over my writers block and had to give you this. Enjoy!

The limo was exciting at first. When Nathaniel opened the door to let her in, she came face to face with leather-upholstered chairs, a bar with glass cups secured on top and a plush carpet. She sat down, nearly bursting with excitement and waited for something to happen, for lights to start flashing or for something surprising to happen. When nothing did, her excitement level fell and she turned to Nathaniel with a slight frown on her lips.

He chuckled at her expression. "What? Is it not exciting as you're used to?"

"It's just..." She struggled to find the words to express her disappointment. "It's a limo! This is supposed to be what you drive in to your prom and it's supposed to be tons of fun! This is... it's just a car."

"Everything's fun if you make it fun," he told her and pressed something on the ceiling. There was a faint whirring sound before a panel on the roof withdrew and the cloudy sky grew above them.

She looked between him and the open space repeatedly. "Can I? Come on, can I?"

"Go right ahead," he told her. She immediately jumped out of her seat to stick her head through the sunroof. Inside, Nathaniel leaned forward and told the driver "Four Seasons before the car rolled to a start. Then he stood up through the sunroof with her as she stared at the sights around them with a renewed excitement and watched her.

"This is so cool!" she announced. "I'm going through the ceiling and the car's still driving!"

"Just be careful not to open your stitches," he reminded her.

She looked over at him and wasn't concerned about the proximity he had to her. She stuck out her tongue at him and mock glared. "You're such a killjoy. I wanted to go jumping off of rooftops and dance of the roof of the car."

"Ah, don't we all?" he sighed while watching her intently.

He paid specific attention to her tongue when she poked it out at him. Only when she realized that fact did she realize just how close together they were. Pulling back, she hit the edge of the sunroof and flushed. He grinned and went back into the car. Polly slowly followed him down into the vehicle and sat on the other edge of the seats that he sat on. She debated sitting on the row of seats across from him, but dismissed that thought when she realized it was rude.

"Relax," he told her. "The driver said it'll take about 4 hours to get there so sit back and enjoy the ride. Wanna watch a movie?" He clicked a button on the windowsill and a miniature TV screen lowered from the ceiling.

"What's showing?" she wondered. He flicked through the pre-programmed choices, the majority of which she refused due to the genre, until settling on a chick flick he protested watching, but, of course, she won that fight.

As much of a letdown the limo itself was, it was spacious with only two people. She stretched out on the seat because there were no seatbelts and used one of the throw pillows present to support her head. Pulling off her sneakers, she tossed her feet onto Nathaniel's lap, but he pushed them down so they were pressing into his thigh against the cushion. Watching the movie, his fingers leisurely traced circles on her ankle.

For some reason, she couldn't focus on the movie.

"Polly," Nathaniel whispered, waking her up. She flicked open her eyelids and saw Nathaniel's face inches from hers. She jolted back from him, which caused the hand that was on her shoulder to fall dangerously close to her breast. He drew back his hand as if he was bit once he realized what had almost happened. "Sorry about that." He cleared his throat. "Anyway, um... we're almost there."