Chapter 5: Dinner

Cloe sat on the love seat that was at the foot of her bed.

She unwrapped the towel from her head.

"What am I going to do about this" she said trying to run her fingers through her hair.

"It's not going to dry in time I'll end up looking like a drowned rat."

"Ugh"

"And my clothes...I should probably wear this dressing gown because it looks way better than anything I have in my bag right now." she thought looking down at the dressing gown she was wearing.

She had found it in the closet.

"Wait...Cloe what are you doing?! It's not like your trying to impress anyone." she argued with herself.

"It's hella hilarious how I can sit here and be irritated about clothes and hair when I could potentially be put to death at any minute."

"Gotta stay focused..."

There was a light knock at the door.

"Who is it." Cloe called.

"Can I come in?" a feminine voice called from the other side of the door.

"Sure..." Cloe called checking to make sure that the dressing gown was in place.

The door opened and a tall girl walked in. Based on her appearance and what she was wearing Cloe judged that she was around the same age as her.

"Hi I'm Angela, Josh's younger sister. He told me what happened, he told me you might need some help." she said smiling.

"I'm guessing that's the reason..." she gestured toward her injured arm.

"You're an angel" Cloe gushed.

"W-what?" Angela asked confused.

"You came just when I was about to give up, I have nothing to wear and my hair is a tangled mess..."

"You gave me a fright for a second there." she said resting a hand on her chest.

"Calm down it's just dinner, no one really cares around here" she said.

"But I'll help a fellow girl out." she said taking hold of Cloe's good hand and dragged her out the door.

Cloe almost tripped because she was caught off guard.

They walked along a few corridors and then Angela finally stopped in front of a door she opened the door pulling Cloe in behind her.

Cloe was shocked. It was another room beautifully decorated in royal purple and gold.

There was a huge canopy bed on a platform with stairs leading up to it off to one side of the room leaving large space in the center of the room.

"This is going to be so fun." Angela said clapping her hands together smiling.

"This could also be the perfect opportunity to grill her for info" Cloe thought watching as she walked over to a pair of gold closet doors tossing them opened.

Cloe's already bulging eyes bulged even further. Inside the walk in closet was the most clothes and shoes Cloe had ever seen.

"Come now let's get started with your hair" Angela said motioning for her to take a seat on the vanity chair in front of the make up table.

Angela blow dried and curled her hair.

"You like ?"she asked Cloe.

"Yup. Just what I needed." Cloe said beaming at her in the mirror.

"Now for the fun part." Angela said dancing over to the closet. Cloe followed.

She went into the closet and came out with a huge pile of clothes a few minutes later.

Cloe tried on dozens of outfits.

They goofed around making ridiculous outfits.

Angela was rolling on the ground, laughing her ass off because Cloe had come out of the closet wearing a pair of tights with some fairy wings and a t-shirt that said "I'm so sweet I'm the leading cause of diabetes." written on the back.

"You know... I really like you." she said after they had settled down.

"Here's my chance."

"Yeah... I like you too..." Cloe said.

"But..."

Cloe looked at her pretending she was confused.

"I could practically hear the but..." Angela said

Cloe twirled her hair.

"She's taking the bait."

"I don't-" she was cut off when a knock sounded at the door.

"Darn it!"

"Ms. Angela is Ms. Cloe with you? I stopped by her room to take her down to dinner but she wasn't there."

"Yes Evan, she's here I'll take her down. Don't wait for us we'll be down in a minute." Angela called sitting up.

"As you wish Ms. Angela." Evan leaving.

Angela looked over at Cloe.

She fell over laughing again.

"It's not that funny you know." Cloe said squashing her urge to laugh.

"You should wear that." Angela said between gasps for breath.

"No way! Are you crazy?!"Cloe said toppling on the floor next to Angela.

"It's been a while since he had a good laugh." Angela said suddenly.

"Who?" Cloe asked.

"My brother." Angela said.

"All he ever does is work... he never tells me anything, and his boss is just horrible."

There was a slight shift in her tone.

"Boss?"

"Well we should get going or there will be no food left for us." she said getting up.

Cloe got up. She looked down at her ridiculous outfit.

"Come to think of it... I would like to see his reaction...." She thought.

"I'm gonna wear it." she told Angela with a grin.

"Yayyy." Angela said clapping her hands together.

"Now lead the way...I'm starvin" Cloe chirped.

The both headed out the door.

Angela cracked again up as she stepped out of her room and looked over at Cloe.

Cloe tried to keep up the cheerful facade she had going but she was pissed that her opportunity to get answers was blown.