Misconnected

Part seven:

==You suck balls Cereal..== Was flashing across my screen. I softly chuckled and showed Ville the text message. He smiled and rolled his eyes. I shrugged. "Ah, he doesn’t do well, being on the losing team. " Ville chuckled and motioned for the waiter to come over. "A glass of wine before we go? " I nodded and smiled. "Yeah, that’ be nice.. "

Ville and I had our glass of wine and we decided to go home again. We both had a lot to do the next day and I was determined to win the competition.. for Stacey "I noticed you were staring rather intently at your wine back in the restaurant.. everything okay? Was something wrong with it? " Ville suddenly asked me. I smiled and blushed a little. "No.. red wine just always captivates me.. it reminds me of blood for some reason.. and I just love the colour.. " He smiled. "Well, that’s a first, I’ve never met a girl who was attracted to red wine because it reminded her of blood.. " I elbowed him lightly and pouted. "Hey, I was having a moment there.. Besides, you should be glad I told you.. " He raised an eyebrow. "And why is that? " I frantically searched my mind for a good argument.. "Eh.. " Was all that came out. He chuckled and looped his arms with mine. "Works for me sweetheart.. " I grinned sheepishly and left it at that.. We walked on and just as we neared my hotel, Ville opened his mouth to say something but a guy interrupted him. "Hey Ville! Happy birthday! " He yelled before he fell into the bushes and dropping the bottle of vodka he was holding. I separated from Villes arm and looked him in the eye. "It’s your birthday? Why didn’t you tell me! " I said with wide eyes. "Wow, hold sweetheart, he’s just a drunk, and besides, it’s not until two days.. my birthday I mean.. " I sighed. "Good.. I was afraid you were one of those weird people who didn’t like to celebrate it.." He chuckled and guided me to the entrance of the hotel. "Well, I had fun Ville, thank you.. " I said giving him a hug. My head was on his chest, seeing as he was a good part taller than me. He hugged me back and smiled. "Me too Siri, I’ll call you okay? " I nodded. "Yeah that’d be great.. " He nodded and left. I walked into the hotel and went up to my room.

I panted as I let myself fall from the ribbon that hung from the ceiling. I wanted it to fall from the ceiling when I clapped my hands, so it wouldn’t be too obvious what I was doing. It was a freaking load of work, but it finally worked now. Yes, I’m quite handy myself.. I fixed the whole thing into working properly. I tested it one more time, by doing my whole routine. When I finished and looked up, I found the lady staring at me, a smile slowly appeared on her face. "You are definately going to make this a tough one for the other girls Halse.. I’m sure of that.. " I smiled and thanked her. I clapped in my hands once more so the ribbon disconnected from the ceiling and put it in my bag. Let’s go to the bar.. On my way over there, I was wondering if Ville got his present already.. Jup, his birthday is today.. I hope he likes it.

~Ville’s POV~
I returned to my home, smiling. Seppo had given us the day off because it was my birthday. I don’t think there is a better manager in the world.. I opened the door and stepped in to take a bath. I was longing for some warmth and comfort.. A bath always did the trick. In my hurry to find that comfort, I almost stepped on a light blue box, placed on my mat. I scrunched up my face in confusion and picked it up. It was fairly heavy for such a little box. I pealed of the white ribbon and lifted the cap. I smiled at what I saw. Three tiny bottles of vodka and something shiny. I grabbed the bottles and put them on the table. I turned over the box and there fell a pocket watch in my hand. I looked at the front. The engravings were simply beautiful. It looked like Celtic or something.. I opened it and saw that there were other, same style, engravings on the inside. It looked so authentic I was almost afraid to break it when I just touched it. On the number plate in the watch itself stood a line out of one of the black Sabbath songs. I smiled. *Who gave this to me..?* I grabbed the box and looked for a note or something inside, nothing. I almost gave up, when the cap of the box caught my attention. On the top, was a little note. Dear Ville, couldn’t let your birthday go by unnoticed, I hope you like it! Love, Siri I smiled, I was truly touched by the gesture. The girl didn’t even know me that well but still bought me something for my birthday. I took the watch in my hand again and examined it. Something caught my eye, as I looked closer, I saw three little numbers engraved at the very bottom of the watch. My eyes went wide. That’s a silver mark! This thing is pure silver! Wow.. I was astonished that she would give me such a gift..

~Your POV~
I rushed in the back room of the bar, stripping me off my hoodie and gloves in the process. I already paid the boss up front for the next hours that I’d spend here. I went to put my CD in the CD player when my hands met with a note in stead of the open button. I ripped it off and opened it.
Dear Siri, I’m touched by the gesture.. you didn’t have to buy me anything, let alone a silver watch.. are you crazy woman? I’ll let you get back to your practicing.. just to let you know, Me and the guys will also be at your big day.. Bam got us all tickets. And who would he be if they weren’t front row.. We’ll all be there to support you Siri, good luck. Love, Ville
I smiled. I’m glad he liked his gift.. it was hard to pick out something for someone you just met a few days ago..and are falling for but don’t want him to notice.. But reading his note also made me realise, I only had four days until the actual championships. Not that the posters all over town were hard to miss, but I only could read a little Finnish..

I was breathing heavily, sitting on a bench outside the arena. The competition was tomorrow and I didn’t know what to do. I had practiced so many times by now, I was afraid I’d forget everything if I danced one more single step. Even the part with the ribbon went well. My head shot up. *Clothes..* I don’t have any clothes! My eyes went wide. Oh my god, what am I supposed to dance in? I sprinted to my rental and sped towards the centre of Helsinki. My eye fell on a few little shops in a secluded little street. They had a punk-ish look over them, it was what I was looking for. Seeing as I was dancing to rock music. I wasn’t going to dance in a flowery dress.

I hadn’t spoken to any of the guys for days now. Ryan was the last I had talked to. He called me right after my dinner with Ville to tell me once more how much it sucked that we were seated in a secluded area. I just laughed at him and hung up. I walked in the store and smiled politely at the lady behind the counter. "Ehh, hi, do you speak English? " I tried carefully. Her head shot up again and she smiled. " A little.. " She said with a thick accent. Even thicker than Ville’s. I smiled relieved. "Good.. Eh, I’m looking for something I can dance in, but with a punk look to it.. can you help me? " I said talking a little slower than usual, just for her to understand me. She nodded and walked towards some racks. Before I knew it, she had pulled out countless of shirts and pants for me to try on. I already saw some things flash before my eyes that looked really cool. "Try this on.. show it to my how you look in it.. " She said ushering me into a fitting room. I laughed softly and agreed.

There were a lot of cool outfits, that I decided to buy anyway, but they were to baggy to dance in. After a lot of searching, I found the perfect outfit.


I would cut those up later.. especially the bottom.. I needed to make it look ratty.

With this one over the pants

As accessory I would just grab a sharpie and draw on my arms. My hair was going to be loose, and a little wild. With no shoes on. Championships, I’m ready for you.