Prisoner

Date Night ( part 1)

Emma's POV
It was about 4pm and i didn't know what to do in life. I have no idea how long i have been here but I've been here too long. I have to figure out a way to escape some how. The door suddenly opened.  I jumped back in fright. It was him. I wish he stopped staring at me all the time like i was a piece of meat.
" Emma" he said gently. Hmph. Like a man like him could ever be gentle. I hate him and he's whole goddamn race.
"Kadi" i snapped back. At least i should have  dignity left in me. Sometimes he's scarier when he just stares at you.
" hmm that's the first you have ever called me by my actually name interesting" he grinned. That stopped grin. It  made me want to kick him where the sun don't shine.
" YOU THINK IM AFRAID OF YOU. i have been through much worse". I yelled at him. I was so angry. And the worst thing is i don't even know why.
" oh but kitten... you should be". Those eyes and his tone sent shivers down mu spine. And i don't know why. I swear this guy is bipolar or something.
" well anyway i came here to tell u that u and I are going on a date" he said casually.
"Oh yeah a human and a Kraylor going on a date. Yea why don't we just add a monkey to make it complete and go to a bar instead. " i said with my voice practially dripping with sarcasm.
" i don't understand your human jokes" he's so mechanical. Made me want to scream.
" its called sarcasm" i muttered not like he noticed or anything.
" anyway Emma we are leaving at 7pm so get yourself ready. They are some human designers in your room."
" First of all stop saying human all the time they are designers i get that you are diifrent but stop making me diifrent. And second of all. Im not going on a date with u." I snapped at him. I finally lost my cool.
" oh but Emma sweet innocent Emma you have no choice." He repiled. My fury was boiling up. Intead of cursing him until i lost my voice. I turned and stormed off towards my room. I opened the door with a slam.

I saw a man in a tuxedo. He looked quite familiar...
no way... No Way... NO WAY!!! Omg i think that's Gucci aka Alessandro Michele.  No way a famous Italian designer. I think im about to faint.
" bongiorno madam. I am..
" ALESSANDRO MICHELE I KNOW" i screamed. He covered his ears slightly. I think i was a bit to loud.
" oh i see someone here is a fan of my work" he chuckles a bit. He accent is so thick its a bit hard to understand. I was confused is Gucci a slave here to.
" i need to ask this sir but are u a slave here to." I press carefully.
" Sía sía. Im here to designer new cloths for lord kadi here." he said.
LORD?!?!? What was i dealing with here.
" anyway miss lane i am glad u are human. Those kraylor girls started to frighten me. Dont tell them i said that." He laughed at bit. And so did I. It was nice talking to another human after all this time.
" Emma call me Emma please"
" I'll be sure to remember that. Anway let us see what would fit you the best." He squealed im delight. Searching through the wardrobe for the perfect dress.
He pulled out a light yellow sundress gown. Which was absolutely beautiful.

" AHHHHH NO NO AND NO!" Screamed Gucci. I was confused well more shocked actually i thought it was a beautiful dress it looked so lovely. I wonder what is wrong it with
" it is to pale against your complexion it will look like a second skin. Especially if u spill any liquid on it. It would be the embarrassment of the century." He wailed. I was very pale i guess. I put it against my skin. He is right for it to look better on me. I need a tan.
" NEXT NEXT AND NEXT" he screamed. I think im starting to realise how much he loves cloth designing. He rummaged through the wardrobe again. This time he pulled out two dresses.
First a light blue mermaid dress