Until We Meet Again Aug 22, 2008 10:41:07 GMT -5
Post by Nani Pelekai on Aug 22, 2008 10:41:07 GMT -5
Aloha `oe, aloha `oe
Nani flung her backpack across the room and darted towards the bathroom, dragging behind a rosy gown under all the fuss. She had just came back from the luau, not having realized how long she'd been there until she saw the dusk rolling in. She tossed her dress hastily over the counter to free her hands from the arbitrary burden. She bumped against the walls in an effort to do away with her pants, nearly noting over her mirror.
“Not on the night of my prom! Stupid pants!” She moaned, tossing her hands into the air in exasperation, struggling to take it off.
A good twenty minutes later, after causing quite a commotion in the bathroom, she lifted up the zipper of her shimmering gown. Her hair had been smoothed back to perfection, dress looked as soft as a rose petal, and her high heels made her feet look unusually graceful. Though there was something missing. Something seemed out of the picture.
Nani turned her head and saw a bouquet of fresh flowers floating within a delicate glass vase. She looked both ways—no one there to catch her in the act! She plucked the flower and tucked it shamelessly behind her ear. A shy smile crossed her lips. She wasn’t very secure about her looks, but understood that this was her night…she wasn’t going to ruin it with negative thoughts.
Slowly, carefully did she open the door. Not having expected her father to suddenly pop up in front of her, she jumped. Realizing it was only her dad, she rolled her eyes and smiled.
“Papa, you lolo, you scared me to death!” She cried, hugging him. She let go and made her way into her room. Her father smiled sheepishly as she twirled around.
“So…what do you think, huh? Mom bought it for me! I told her not to…but you know how she is…” She stopped talking, noticing her father smiling that broad Hawaiian smile.
“You look beautiful—don’t worry so much. Being nervous over nothing, Nani.” He reminded, brushing a free strand of hair behind her ear.
“I hate how you can read me like a book, you know?” She said, pouting.
“That’s why I’m your papa.” He said smugly.
A shrill voice echoed from the hall, a voice that belonged to her eccentric mother, “Mai poina! Don’t forget the lucky s p o o n! Bring good luck to your wedding they do!”
The two rolled their eyes .
“It’s not a wedding, it’s a prom!” They called back.
“Whatever, they all sound the same! Remember, if they offer fish in happy wedding, do not eat! Fish control weather, yes?” She replied, appearing suddenly into the room.
“No boy can resist you in that, okay? You are gorgeous!” She cried, smothering her with kisses that’d make just about even the darkest scream.
“Here’s the s p o o n.” She said, tucking it into Nani’s little pink purse.
Well, this is my ohana, right? She thought happily, giving into the affection…and the stupid s p o o n. [/size][/color]
(Had to edit the word s p o o n that way because the forum censors it. O_-)