Pumping Up.
Peering over the rim of her black Dolce & Gabbana sunglasses, Kaoru checked the rising numbers on the gas pump. Still unfinished, she looked away, her gum crackling with each bite. A small breeze outside bobbed her hair around.
A poke drew her attention to the car. Mai stared up at her from the backseat of the convertible.
"Where's your gum, Kaoru?" she asked.
"My purse," she replied.
Kaoru watched her reaching for the Chloé handbag rested on the emergency brake. She checked the pump again.
How long does it take to fill up a fucking tank?
Kaoru cursed her valets. They were supposed to have the cars ready to go. Why didn't they fill up the tank for her like they always do?
"Ew, wintergreen," Mai exclaimed. "Kaoru, I don't like wintergreen. Go buy me spearmint or something."
Kaoru raised an eyebrow.
"Bitch, I'm not your servant. Go get it yourself."
"See how mean she is, Suzuka?" Mai teased. "I ask her for one little favor and she has to make it an ordeal. She's not even doing anything."
"I'm pumping gas," Kaoru stated matter-of-factly. Mai's head dropped; she couldn't help but giggle as Suzuka rolled her eyes and sighed. Kaoru looked over at the gas pump, where a cutish 20-something boy held the nozzle. She turned back, smirking.
"Can't you see I'm busy?" Kaoru continued. "Make Suzuka do it."
Mai quickly turned to Suzuka, and before Mai could even ask Suzuka was already stepping out of the car.
Kaoru crossed her arms and started pacing slowly around the back of the car. She looked back up once she heard the clunk of the nozzle's removal. As he placed it back, Kaoru felt her phone vibrate in her hand as it chimed her personalized ringtone for Suzuka. She pressed the answer button on the Blackberry and placed it to her ear.
"Yes?"
"Ask Mai if she has any specific brand in mind."
"Mai!" she called. Mai, who had been ignoring the boy by fiddling with her makeup, turned around.
"What?"
"Suzuka wants to know if you have any specific brand in mind."
"What is she getting?" Mai asked Kaoru.
"What are you getting?" Kaoru asked Suzuka.
"Orbit," Suzuka answered.
"Orbit," Kaoru repeated. The boy was waiting around for Kaoru to get off the phone.
"Ehhh," Mai groaned. "Isn't there anything else?"
"I don't know bitch, you talk to her," she answered exasperatedly, passing her phone to Mai. Mai reached for it, but Kaoru pulled it back.
"Next time, charge your damn phone before you come on a trip."
"Oh my God, okay!" Mai exclaimed. Kaoru handed the phone back for her to snatch away.
Kaoru turned back to the smiling boy.
"There you go, miss."
Kaoru flashed a big smile.
"Thank you SO much," she giggled flirtatiously, laying her hand on his chest.
Ew. What is this fabric? Burlap?
The idiot remained grinning at her toothily.
"So where are you ladies going?"
"The Philippines," she lied, like it was all in good humor. It wasn't.
"Oooh. Long drive. Can I come with?"
Kaoru could see Suzuka emerging from the gas station out of the corner of her eye. Thank God.
Kaoru opened the car door and ducked inside. "No."
She slammed the door shut and started the car. Suzuka entered the car, handing the gum to Mai.
"Aw, come on," he persisted, resting his hands on the car door. "Don't make me have to beg."
A grin deviously brewed on Kaoru's face. "You're going to have to," she teased, "on your hands and knees."
The girls laughed at Kaoru's proposition as the boy considered it with a restrained smile. He shook his head in disbelief and got down on the gas station floor, looking up at Kaoru.
"Please?"
Kaoru, smiling seductively, leaned out over the convertible toward the boy, staring him in the eyes. Her hand came forward, suddenly plopping a single ¥1 coin onto the floor in front of him.
"This is the most you'll ever beg out of us."
Suddenly, Kaoru's eyes widened as she broke out into a mockingly maniacal cackle in his face. "HAHAHA, BITCH!"
She slammed the gas and zoomed off, all the girls laughing riotously. By the time the boy registered what had happened to throw the ¥1 at her Mercedes CLK 550 in revenge, the girls had already gone too far.
A poke drew her attention to the car. Mai stared up at her from the backseat of the convertible.
"Where's your gum, Kaoru?" she asked.
"My purse," she replied.
Kaoru watched her reaching for the Chloé handbag rested on the emergency brake. She checked the pump again.
How long does it take to fill up a fucking tank?
Kaoru cursed her valets. They were supposed to have the cars ready to go. Why didn't they fill up the tank for her like they always do?
"Ew, wintergreen," Mai exclaimed. "Kaoru, I don't like wintergreen. Go buy me spearmint or something."
Kaoru raised an eyebrow.
"Bitch, I'm not your servant. Go get it yourself."
"See how mean she is, Suzuka?" Mai teased. "I ask her for one little favor and she has to make it an ordeal. She's not even doing anything."
"I'm pumping gas," Kaoru stated matter-of-factly. Mai's head dropped; she couldn't help but giggle as Suzuka rolled her eyes and sighed. Kaoru looked over at the gas pump, where a cutish 20-something boy held the nozzle. She turned back, smirking.
"Can't you see I'm busy?" Kaoru continued. "Make Suzuka do it."
Mai quickly turned to Suzuka, and before Mai could even ask Suzuka was already stepping out of the car.
Kaoru crossed her arms and started pacing slowly around the back of the car. She looked back up once she heard the clunk of the nozzle's removal. As he placed it back, Kaoru felt her phone vibrate in her hand as it chimed her personalized ringtone for Suzuka. She pressed the answer button on the Blackberry and placed it to her ear.
"Yes?"
"Ask Mai if she has any specific brand in mind."
"Mai!" she called. Mai, who had been ignoring the boy by fiddling with her makeup, turned around.
"What?"
"Suzuka wants to know if you have any specific brand in mind."
"What is she getting?" Mai asked Kaoru.
"What are you getting?" Kaoru asked Suzuka.
"Orbit," Suzuka answered.
"Orbit," Kaoru repeated. The boy was waiting around for Kaoru to get off the phone.
"Ehhh," Mai groaned. "Isn't there anything else?"
"I don't know bitch, you talk to her," she answered exasperatedly, passing her phone to Mai. Mai reached for it, but Kaoru pulled it back.
"Next time, charge your damn phone before you come on a trip."
"Oh my God, okay!" Mai exclaimed. Kaoru handed the phone back for her to snatch away.
Kaoru turned back to the smiling boy.
"There you go, miss."
Kaoru flashed a big smile.
"Thank you SO much," she giggled flirtatiously, laying her hand on his chest.
Ew. What is this fabric? Burlap?
The idiot remained grinning at her toothily.
"So where are you ladies going?"
"The Philippines," she lied, like it was all in good humor. It wasn't.
"Oooh. Long drive. Can I come with?"
Kaoru could see Suzuka emerging from the gas station out of the corner of her eye. Thank God.
Kaoru opened the car door and ducked inside. "No."
She slammed the door shut and started the car. Suzuka entered the car, handing the gum to Mai.
"Aw, come on," he persisted, resting his hands on the car door. "Don't make me have to beg."
A grin deviously brewed on Kaoru's face. "You're going to have to," she teased, "on your hands and knees."
The girls laughed at Kaoru's proposition as the boy considered it with a restrained smile. He shook his head in disbelief and got down on the gas station floor, looking up at Kaoru.
"Please?"
Kaoru, smiling seductively, leaned out over the convertible toward the boy, staring him in the eyes. Her hand came forward, suddenly plopping a single ¥1 coin onto the floor in front of him.
"This is the most you'll ever beg out of us."
Suddenly, Kaoru's eyes widened as she broke out into a mockingly maniacal cackle in his face. "HAHAHA, BITCH!"
She slammed the gas and zoomed off, all the girls laughing riotously. By the time the boy registered what had happened to throw the ¥1 at her Mercedes CLK 550 in revenge, the girls had already gone too far.