A Special Dinner {Fayley}

[Faye]

[Continued from here]

The various silver plated bangles around the Tenth year's wrist lightly ran across the counter top as she moved all around the kitchen, cleaning the mess she had made cooking dinner. She opened the rubbish bin and dumped the chicken and ravioli packets into the plastic bag lining the bin. She picked up the chopping board and scraped the left over bits of broccoli and onion into the bin as well. She placed the utensils and chopping board used into the sink, ready to be washed later that night when she could be bothered.

She wet a wash cloth lightly under some cold water and opened the cupboard under the sink to get the multi-purpose cleaner out to wipe down the benches. Once she had wiped them down, she opened the oven, noticing the chicken and ravioli dish was now bubbling. Taking that as a sign, she withdrew it from the oven once she had gotten the oven mitts on and set it carefully on top of the counter top. She removed the foil and screwed it up, placing it nicely in the bin. She took the oven mitts off and opened the packets of cheese and sprinkled them both over the top. Putting the mitts back on, she placed the ceramic baking dish back into the oven so the cheese could melt and create a light golden brown colour over the top of the dish.

While she waited for her boyfriend; Isley Black to turn up, she went into the bathroom to freshen up, but she left her cell phone on the counter. After all the bad experiences she had had with water and cell phones, she wouldn't take it anywhere near the bathroom again. She glanced at her reflection in the mirror and opened the first drawer to her right and pulled out a mineral foundation, applying it all around her face to touch up her make-up. Moving items around in the drawer, she pulled a pineapple flavoured and scented lip gloss out and spread it across her lips in a thing layer. With another quick glance, she approved and exited the bathroom, flicking the switch off where she went back into the living room to await Isley's arrival.

[tea]

The key twisted in its hole and a soft click was heard shortly afterwards, signaling the door was locked. Isley slid his key out of the doorknob, pushed it into his pocket and set off down the hall to the elevator. He was going to Faye Clement's, his girlfriend's dormitory for dinner. It was going to be their very first date, and he was happy about it, but he would have gotten there sooner if it wasn't for the call he recieved shortly after he had hung from talking to Faye. Not that he wasn't happy to hear from this new caller.

On the elevator ride down, with his cell phone pressed to his ear, Isley chuckled and responded in amusement. "Yes, eating paste and finger paint are disgusting. You mustn't do it either, Cherish." He laughed when he heard her offended tone in response. "Very good, you're a smart child." It was his daughter, Cherish, who was surprisingly smart for a three year old. She could speak and write very well and even dial the right numbers of people she knew to talk. He was very proud of her, compared to him when he was that age, Cherish was completely his opposite. At the bottom floor, when the doors slid open, Isley walks out of the elevator and then men's dormitory. "I'm going have hang up. I'm busy right now.." He said and paused at her returning question. "Ah, hm.. A date, do you remember..? Yes, that's right." If there was anyone he was going to be completely honest with it was Cherish. "I'll call you again by lunchtime, good night." He hung up and slid his cell phone back into his pocket.

He set to the West Tower then, and went straight to the elevator when he got there. The duty teacher in the lobby didn't seem to mind his presense, so he entered the elevator and went on up. Faye lived on the fifth floor, he remembered that, but what he didn't remember was her room number. When the elevator reached the fifth floor, Isley stepped out and looked around the hallway. He certainly couldn't knock on each door one by one until Faye answered, now could he? He took out his cell phone again and dialed her number.

As for what he wearing, Isley decided to his hair in a loose ponytail for a change, his bangs still hung nicely about his face though. Underneath a black, red-trimmed blazer, he wore a thin, red cashmere sweater along with black slacks, and Vans tiger-print Slip-on shoes. The silver chain of his pocket watch hung from the belt loop of his pants to the inside of his pants pocket. He patiently waited for Faye to answer her phone as he jingled his keys in his pocket. He could smell the delicious scent of dinner wafting through the hallway...

[Faye]

During the wait, Faye had gotten a little bored and decided to get plates and cutlery ready for their Italian dinner. Faye got out two ceramic plates that were a pearly white colour and had golden coloured floral patterns around the edges. She always wondered why people went to such great lengths to make things look nice when they were only going to get dirty anyway...

She carried the two sets of knives and forks to the table while leaving the plates on the counter so she could serve dinner up there instead of at the table. Just as she placed the cutlery down on the table nicely, she heard her phone vibrate across the marble like counter followed by singing. Her phone was ringing. She glanced down at it, seeing Isley was calling her, a smile slipped onto her lips as she picked it up, pressing talk and held the phone to her ear, "Hello?" She answered, she was a bit confused as to why he was calling. Oh no! Was he not able to make it..?

[tea]

"Hello, it's me, Isley," Isley said as he walked down the hallway away from the elevator. He thought it would be weird to be seen loitering around the elevator in the girls' dorm at this time of day. What if someone passed by, saw him just standing around and thought he was desperately waiting around to see a girl or even stalk someone. He knew he didn't look like the type, but he wouldn't put it pass anyone to think. "Which floor and room do you live? I forgot."

[Faye]

Her heart thudded a little in her chest as she heard him speak with such a gorgeous and alluring voice. She felt a smile tug at her lips, "Ah, floor five room five o' seven," She felt relieved that he was still able to make it and didn't mind that he had forgotten her dormitory number, it wasn't like she had mentioned it nor did she expect him to even look at the number on the door, she was standing in front of it the entire time.

[tea]

"Five o' seven," Isley repeated to himself and then looked from left to right. From reading the numbers on the doors nearby, he figured that Faye's dorm must be in the opposite direction. He walked down the hallway in the opposite direction whilst keeping an eye on the dorm numbers he was passing. After a few moments he found Faye's door and then remembered he was still on the phone with her. "Found it, I'm hanging up now." He said and hung up his phone.

Isley flipped his cell phone shut, slid it into his pocket and then gave the door a light knocking. As he waited for Faye to answer, Isley thought about how he should greet her... A handshake would be too impersonal, and just a regular greeting would be like saying 'hello' to a friend.. Though he did like hugging her, and she didn't seem to mind it either. Matter of fact, she initiated it last night.

[Faye]

"Okay, see you in a bit," She said softly as she hung up her cell phone, placing it back down on the bench. A puzzled look came to her face as she thought about her room mate, Haruka, she hadn't turned up at all... Maybe she should be worried... eh, she'll eventually come back, right?

Nervousness filled a pit in her stomach, followed by butterflies as she heard the light knocking on the door. She swallowed, walking over to the door and opened it, revealing the gorgeous man she had met last night. She had been pretty sure all of last night was a dream and she was going to wake up very soon, finding that none of it happened and she would be late for school. However, it felt all very real, the butterflies, the smell of creamy chicken ravioli and the scent coming from Isley. She blinked, glancing up at him with a warm smile, "Hello~" She said, stepping forward... now, should she hug him or.. just let him in?

[tea]

When Faye opened the door, Isley stood there for a few extra moments longer than neccesary and stared at her. After realizing he was being rude, he tried to ignore the feeling of his stomach doing flip flops, which wasn't exactly from hunger. He remembered he was supposed to be greeting her now. "Hey, you look.. Amazing. If you always cook dinner this cute, I'm gonna want to come every night." He said after admiring her form for a few more moments.

With a hint of a pleased smile on his face, Isley stepped forward and wrapped his arms around Faye in a gentle embrace, which was meant to be brief. She smelled sweet like pineapples! Isley didn't really want to let go.

[Faye]

A deep red colour graced her cheeks in a blush at Isley's compliment, she had a range of dresses that she bought before coming to the Island and also a few from the shops nearby, but they were always casual, sometimes cocktail dresses. "A-ah, thank you," She said as her heart thumped hard in her chest, the butterflies assaulting her stomach as she felt his arms wrap around her in a gentle embrace.

She nestled her head lightly against his chest, wrapping her arms around his middle to return the embrace. She nearly closed her eyes when she realised they had been standing out there for quite some time... and what if someone saw? But.. she didn't want to let go. Reluctantly, she took a step back, moving to the side, "P-please, come in," She said politely, gesturing to him to go inside. "Dinner's actually ready, just needs to be served so~ take a seat at the table if you'd like," She continued, a little bit more confidence seeping into her voice as she talked a bit more, ignoring the butterflies.

[tea]

"It smells delicious," Isley commented as he walked inside. He glanced about Faye's living quarters for a bit and noticed that in shape it looked similiar to his own dorm, aside from the obvious feminine touches that Faye's had. He couldn't keep his eyes off Faye for long, however. "Do you need help serving?" He asked and smiled.

[Faye]

Faye was pleased when he commented on the food's scent, it did smell nice but ravioli dishes always smelled good. She had walked over to the table, subconsciously rearranging the cutlery she laid out so they lined up more accurately then Isley spoke again, offering to help her serve the meal up.

"If you'd like to help, you can," She said happily, her blue eyes and complete facial expression beaming with enthusiasm. She practically skipped back over to him to give him another warm hug, although it was a lot quicker than the other times.

[tea]

Isley let out a laugh when Faye skipped over to him and hugged him again. He returned the hug and started taking off his blazer when she released him. "If you'd rather hug me for the rest of the night then eat I'm perfectly fine with that." He said teasingly and draped his blazer over a chair.

It wasn't that big of a lie. The reason he had come over was originally only for dinner, but this was good, too. What was for dessert, he wondered. "I wouldn't be much of a gentleman if I didn't help at all, now would I? I'd like to help."

[Faye]

Faye giggled cutely as he mentioned they could spend the rest of the night hugging and getting all close instead of eating. They could! But after dinner, she worked hard trying to get it perfect enough for Isley's tastes. She really hoped he would enjoy it. "Maybe after~ we should eat, though," She said as he walked back into the kitchen. She grabbed a pair of oven mitts to protect her delicate like hands and pulled the dish out of the oven.

She took them off and begun to peel the aluminium foil off the ravioli meal. "Well, can you grab the plates off the table then?" She asked sweetly as she went over to a drawer below where she got the knives and forks from. Inside she found a spoon specially designed for serving meals.