Juliena Chapter4

CHAPTER 4

 

Arriving home that afternoon Elena set her books on the table and proceeded to her room. On her way up the stairs she found clothes scattered down the stairwell. She bent over and started to pick up the trail of clothing; a belt, a sock, a shoe, tights, a skirt, another shoe, a shirt. Disgust filled Elena as she cleaned up the stairs. Arriving up the stairs she dumped the clothes into the laundry basket. She went to her room, and slammed the door to make sure her presence was heard. Then she blared up her stereo hoping to diffuse the mood going on in the other room. She sat at her computer and opened up her favorite writing file titled “Madame X” writing file. She looked over her content as she tries to draw inspiration for her next story.  Madame X as she called her character was very peculiar. A heroine-like figure that helped Elena escape the bizarre thrust-upon world she occupied. She closed her eyes for a moment, visualized her setting and started to write.

 The unusual Madame X walked across the room, eyes low and wandering checking sure of her of her environment. Bending down to pick the lock, she hears a set of footsteps approaching. Thinking of what to do, she quickly opens the door and walks down the hallways. The security guard’s questioning look was met by two very innocent eyes. He looked her over twice before ignoring her and walking on. Turning back to her  mission she opened the door and walked inside the office… The little office was small and comfortable. With a mahogany desk, covered in neatly piled papers. She sat behind the desk and pulled out a drawer, then twisted the handle. A little door way opened on the wall, giving way to a small tunnel. Madame X smiled as she got closer to her prize…

Elena’s thought process was interrupted by a knock at her door. She looked at the door, and ignored the call. Her mother opened the door, and peeked in quietly. “ Hey honey, how was school?”. Elena kept her eyes on the screen as she responded “fine”. “ anything new?” “ projects, homework, the usual”. Her mother seemed to be about to ask something, then resigned her thought process and closed the door. 

Two hours later Elena went down the stairs for dinner. She went down the stairs to find  someone sitting at her place. His name was James according to her mother’s response to her questioning look. James was tall, about 6”2 and handsome. His posture radiated confidence, that made Elena feel very uneasy. She stood behind him impatiently tapping her foot. James stood up and looked her in the eye, “ is something wrong?” . “ You’re in my seat”, Elena’s tart response earned her a glare from her mother. She ignored her mother and sat down as James took the seat across hers. Elena studied James as they took part in a stare-down. She couldn’t see her mother with him. Sure he had the looks, but something was off. Her instincts blared and screamed at the thought of James; but the look in her mother’s eyes reciprocated by the look in his, forced her to push them aside.

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