Plutonian

Chapter 30

"He doesn't really like my company very much but he's been stuck with the task of taking me wherever I need to go," She shrugs her shoulders as she looks at me. 

"Will he back to get us when we're done?" I ask her and she just laughs in response.

"I hope so."

I smile and grab her arm as we walk slowly through the brown door that glows bright yellow on all sides. The first thing I notice is the cluster of tables and small sofas that litter the small space. The floors are smooth and cream colored which contrast with the green and pink wooden chairs. Right across from us lies a table with glass counter tops and glass casings that display brightly colored desert pieces. 

I look up and see a large chalk board plastered on the wall behind that table with small cursive writing arranged in numerous lines. Surprisingly the restaurant is silent and empty.

Cassandra and I share a look as we walk in curiously until we reach the counter. I peer over it but there's no one in sight while Cassandra rings the chime that hangs above our heads. Feeling slightly disheartened, I look around me wondering if this was some sort of cruel prank and the door behind the counter bursts open causing both of us to jump.

"Hello, I'm so sorry but we are closed for the night." A brown haired boy with freckles across his cheeks walks out and stands before us. He shoots us a wide and friendly smile and I notice that he looks only slightly older than we are. I wonder if he is a fighter but I don't remember seeing him around the training center.

Cassandra shoots me a questioning look and I frown in confusion. 

"We were invited here for a party by my friend Rosie," I push my hair behind my shoulders and stand up straight as I reply.

"Oh, Rosie. Of course. Yeah, she said she's invited someone new," His eyes light up in interest as he studies my face and then his gaze shifts to Cassandra's. 

"I'm Ron," He holds out his hand over the counter and we both take turns to shake it awkwardly. "The party's downstairs. Follow me."

I nod my head and we walk through a small narrow walkway that leads us behind the counter and then past the door that Ron came through. He walks down a flight of stairs that creaks beneath his weight and we follow him as he leads us into a small room with long green sofas that line the walls and a weird looking table with raised edges on one end. 

A few people have gathered around it and I see two girls standing at each end absolutely focused on a small circular object that rolls back and forth between them. Other's are seated on the sofas holding small plastic cups in their hands as they talk to each other. 

My eyes scan the room and I count about twelve people altogether. Something happens and the people standing around the table roar in fits of praise and laughter but then one of them sees us and his eyes widen. Soon all of them turn around to look at Cassandra and I at the foot of the stairs and the room falls silent.

"Everyone, meet Aria and Cassandra," Ron announces and I force a smile onto my face which must look like a grimace because no one smiles back. 

"Newbies. Interesting," A tall dark haired guy stands up from the couch next to us and walks up to stand before us. He angular face is sharp and so are his dark brown eyes as he scans Cassandra and I from head to toe in a calculating manner. He appears slim, almost skinny but his wide set shoulders and towering height make him look like someone I wouldn't want to mess with. He holds out a hand to Cassandra and I notice that his skin is tanned and muscles bulge slightly under his tight fitted sleeves. I haven't seen him before and immediately wonder if he is an army officer.

"You can call me Joon. I'm a third rank army officer," He says as he shakes her hand. She tells him that she is a paramour and he smiles at her without any judgement which surprises me. He then turns towards me with his hand out stretched. 

"I'm --," I shake his warm hand and am about to speak when he cuts me off.

"Oh I know who you are. I think everyone here does. Aria the Bone breaker," He winks at me and I inhale sharply. 

Bone breaker. Christina. Michael. 

I slide my hand out of his and frown. Is he making fun of me?

He seems to notice my discomfort and he quickly raises his hands up in the air, feigning innocence. 

"I'm sorry. I meant it as a compliment, I swear." He shoots me a charming smile. "Come on lets get you two some drinks."

 He leads us to a small white shelf that sticks out of the wall right next to the game table and pours us a drink each. Feeling slightly unnerved with everyone's eyes on us, I look down at the drink he has given me and eye it's contents. 

"Only the good stuff," Joon smiles and knocks his cup against ours. "Cheers."

His charm seems to have disarmed Cassandra as she smiles at him like she has known him for years and mirrors his movements. Around us, some people resume their conversations and some start playing at the table again. 

There are a few who are still staring though and I notice they are staring at me specifically. Feeling slightly paranoid I sniff at the liquid. 

"Try it. It really takes the edge off," Joon urges and Cassandra nods her head fervently before taking another sip. 

After a moments hesitation I take a small sip and the sweet liquid reminds me of the one I drank with Lucian the first time we had dinner together. It coats my tongue and burns my throat in the most delicious way that I find myself taking another few sips.

The door above opens and I hear foot steps thumping as someone rushes down the stairs. Rosie walks in with a blonde guy flanked by her side. The same guy I saw her with last night.

"Aria, you came," She shoots me the happiest smile I've ever seen on her face and looks at the guy next to her. "There's someone I want you to meet."

 "Matt meet Aria. Aria meet Matt. This is my boyfriend," She stops in front of us and pours herself a drink. "I see you've met Joon already. Can't say I'm surprised with this smooth talker."

She elbows Joon in the side and he jumps back laughing like a child. My lips form a smile as I watch their interaction, maybe he isn't so bad after all. 

I stare at Matt in awe as he exchanges formalities with us. He leans into Rosie and pecks her lightly on the lips and I feel like I am in an alternate reality having never seen a human boy and girl kiss before. 

I have always pictured Rosie as a strong, firm, slightly masculine person and the contrast is strikingly obvious with Matt's delicate features, smooth white skin and pale grey eyes which make him look rather pretty. At first glance they seem a bit odd but the more I look at them, the more I see how much they care for each other.

"Let me introduce you to everyone," Rosie says and just then we hear someone ringing the bell on the counter upstairs.

"Did you invite anyone else? Did anyone invite anybody else?" Rosie asks me and then the others around the room but all of us shake our heads in confusion.

"That's odd," She says and we look up at the door by the stairs wondering who has showed up.

Can anyone guess who the party crasher might be? Hope you enjoyed :) :) Goodnight everyone!!