After series of violent clashes, resentment still brews in spite of Majestic’s apology. The scathing sarcasm and belittlement wears him down to the point where he’s ready to quit the movie that he and Chris auditioned for. However, Ken and a few of the Sailor Scouts aren’t ready to give up on their new friends just yet. Sailor Jupiter and Majestic have a score to settle. Their battle is inevitable.
We finally got to the Sheraton hotel to check the girls in. Like usual, there were cameras and a small crowd. Us guys went into the girl’s hotel room to socialize.
“So when do we start filming?” Serena asked.
“I could have sworn someone already asked that question.” Chris smirked.
“In two weeks.” Ken answered.
“Good! Then we have more time to get to know you guys. And maybe you can show us the city.” Mina said to Chris and I.
“That would be great.” Chris said. “Although, there’s not much to see.”
“Tell me about it.” Ryu grumbled.
“Wasn’t Augusta the first capital of Georgia?” Amy asked.
“I don’t know. Was it, Majestic?” Chris asked.
“Yes.” I said, apathetic and out of it.
“What’s wrong, man?” Ryu said. He was the one sitting closest to me. Lana overheard and immediately I felt her eyes hit me. As if she was waiting for me to say something just to piss her off.
“Nothin.” I grumbled.
Everyone stared at me and they would’ve have kept staring if the chaperone/manager hadn’t knocked on the door. The chaperone informed us that dinner was in twenty minutes.
“Alright!” Mina exclaimed. “I’m starving. Hey Chris, are you guys staying for dinner?”
“Sure! Right, Majestic?”
“Great.” Lana muttered.
The way Lana stared at me, I really felt like crying. Here, Lana continued to express her contempt for me and no one seemed to care. Chris was so into Mina that he didn’t see what was going on. I knew Ryu knew because he’d glance at me every time she threw a jab.
The chaperone knocked on the door again. She told us that dinner was ready in the main hall. On our way, I pulled Chris aside.
“Hey man. I’ll catch up with you back at the house.”
“What? Why don’t you stay, man?”
Kinda frustrated, I raised my voice to an angry whisper. “Chris! Are you blind? This day has been the worst in a long time. First you punch me in the stomach, then we go to the airport to pick up bad attitudes, which I know I started first. But then I apologized. We get into a big fight in the mall, just to go back to the limo and get jumped. Insulted the whole trip back. Come here, still insulted. No one cares. And you expect me to spend another hour with them? Good night, Chris.”
“That’s a bunch of BS, Majestic. Why do you even care what Lana thinks if you can’t stand her?”
I shook my head. It was hopeless if I didn’t spell it out for him. “Chris, ever since I laid eyes on Lana, I’ve been in love. I’ve never seen anyone so beautiful.”
“Majestic, are you crying?”
I was…a little.
“What a punk? You are too sensitive.”
I looked at him for a second. Then I punched him so hard that he was forced back into a mirror, shattering the glass. Almost immediately, I gasped. It was pure impulse. I wasn’t the fighter in the family, Chris was.