I tossed and turned that night. Images of me and James flooded my dreams. I was cowering on stage along with five screaming teenagers when suddenly, James pulled me to him and asked, “Will you marry me?”
Then I was transported to a nursery with five screaming kids. All ours. And I watched him on TV, girating like usual.
What a horrific nightmare!
I must have moaned because I felt somone shaking me. My vision cleared to see Jenny’s beautiful face. I gasped. “Thank God it was a dream.”
“What’s the matter, sweetheart? You were crying.”
Shaking my head, I said, “It was awful. I was married to your brother with five of his brats wailing around me. Oh my God, I hate kids.”
“That was a dream, honey. James wouldn’t want more than two.” Jenny stroked my back soothingly, helping to calm my erratic heart.
“You’ve got to promise to stop asking me to date him, Jenny. God…it felt so real.”
Looking down, she said, “Would it really be that bad? If you would just give him a cha–”
“NO!” I cut her off. Just thinking about the nightmare gave me chills. “I…I better get dressed for work.”
I didn’t like making Jenny sad, but that dream just told me James and I weren’t meant to be. I mean…who was I kidding? Even dating Charlie was out of the question. Marrying famous people just wasn’t a good idea. My grandmother suffered from my extremely famous great grandfather’s divorce. I couldn’t do that to any kid. So, I decided not to ask Jenny for even another chance to meet Charlie, and for sure she would never convince me to date her brother. That would be the end of it.
I was fine being one of the bazillion Throbbers who would fangirl from afar.
My plan to go out with Lexie was fizzling by the minute. That damned nightmare she’d had about me kicked me in the balls. Hard. There had to be some way I could sneak into her life as me. But it was complicated as shit since “Jenny” couldn’t be around. And I was running out of time, too. We were going on tour in two weeks. And then I’d probably never see her again. Story of my life. I finally meet the girl of my dreams and it was like we were strangers. My fame ruined everything.
With Lexie gone to work, I was under the gun to transform back into James and make a Heartthrob photoshoot by noon. Lexie usually acted as my PA and I couldn’t use my real one (I’d given him the month off), so I figured I’d pay one of the girls in the house to do it. None of them seemed to have jobs anyway.
“Domina, darling, just the girl I wanted to see,” I said, hoping to butter her up. Out of all the eccentric ladies of the house, Dom was by far my favorite.
“Yeah, Jenny? What’s up?”
“I have a sizzling opportunity for you. I think you’ll love it.”
“Oh! An opportunity!” the ever cheerful Brooke exclaimed. I didn’t know what to think about her. She was Jekyll and Hyde in real life. Well, that’s what Lex said.
Lifting her eyebrows, Domina answered, “Okay. What’s that?”
“I thought I might employ your services this morning.”
“My…services. This isn’t…kinky…is it?”
I laughed. “No…nothing like that. Let’s sit and chat, and I’ll tell you more.”
“If she doesn’t want the opportunity, you can ask me!” Brooke said eagerly.
I nodded. Couldn’t hurt having two of them getting my stuff done.
We sat on the couch and I explained, “So, since all of you don’t seem to have a job, I’d like to pay you to do a few little things for me this morning.”
Her eyes narrowed. “Since we don’t have a…job?”
“Yes, so I’d pay you 100 simoleons. I need my dry cleaning picked up by eleven, Simballs has my order ready for the exclusive Sapple Watch that just came out, and my car needs to be washed. Go to the one on 5th and Pike St. because any other place just doesn’t know how to clean chrome. Do you think you could accomplish all that before noon because I’m stretched for time?”
Domina waved her arm and said, “Let me get this straight…you think I just sit on my ass all day playing video games and that I’ve got nothing to do but run your errands. Is that right?”
“Well, I do see you sitting on your ass as you say and you do play a lot of video games…so…” I wasn’t sure if she was pissed or if she just wanted me to make things clearer.
“Brooke, you want to hear this?” Dom asked with a smile.
“Jenny thinks we do nothing all day and have gobs of time to fetch things for her.”
Just then, Reese came over and sat next to me. If Dom or Brooke couldn’t work maybe she would. “Well, Dom, it’s okay if you don’t have time. Any of you girls will do, I think.”
“I’ll be right back,” Brooke said with a weird look on her face.
Next thing I knew, Elara was glaring at me on the couch. “Tell Elara Shadowalker what you asked Lady Langosta.”
“Oh, honey, that get up is a scream!” I said, laughing. “You look like you walked right out of The Game of Bones.”
Reese laughed along with me. These girls were fucking hilarious.
“Uh oh, Jenny,” Dom said, drawing in a breath. “Now you’ve done it.”
Elara’s eyes shrunk into tiny slits. “Tell me. Now, fool.”
“Eheheh, you better tell her, Jenny,” Reese said, nudging me with her elbow.
I relayed everything (as if she didn’t know already–didn’t she have the same brain as Brooke?) Then Elara smiled and said, “I will do all that you ask, maiden, but first, I desire you to tour my…chambers…”
The look on everyone’s faces kind of creeped me out, but hell, I needed to get this shit done, so I was down with whatever they wanted. “Uh, okay then. Thank you!”
The next thing I knew, the freakshow locked me in irons and pulled my arms up uncomfortably. “What the fuck is this?” I asked, not even hiding my deep voice.
“We do not take kindly to people ordering us about like slaves. For your information, all of us have jobs. Important jobs. And what we do on our free time is not for you to judge.”
This girl was a nutjob. “I-I wasn’t judging,” I defended.
“You were. You thought that since Dom played videogames, she was doing nothing. But in fact, that IS her job. She tests them. And you assumed wrongly that Brooke did nothing as well, but SHE works at night as a festival coordinator. I am a highly sought after Empress of the Dark, so I do not need to stoop so low as to even have employment. Reese is a marketing rep at her firm, but she works from home. And Copper goes to school online. If you’d cared an elflock about us, you would have known that by now.
“Furthermore, if you wanted us to do a favor for you, all you had to do was ask as a fellow sister. But you didn’t. You asked as someone who thinks they’re better than us. This will not be tolerated in the Sisterhood. Any questions?”
“Yeah. One. Lexie, where are you?!”