Anica Storm & The Wand Of Time (Part 1 of 4)

  *Yawn*

  Out of nowhere a big yawn catches Anica by surprise.

  'Goodness! Maybe I should take a nap. That will help pass the time.'

  She undresses down to her usual sleepwear consisting of a long tee shirt, panties and socks because she loves the feel of the cotton sheets on her legs. Sometimes she likes to move her legs under the covers like a snow angel because the cool sheets feel good and slippery. Her mind doesn't take long to think about Mark. Her stomach is turning with butterflies at seeing him again. Anica stops for a second and listens…

  Her room is so quiet you could hear a pin drop. It almost makes the voices in her head seem so much louder. Suddenly coming from the other side of the wall she hears *Squeak - Pound* *Squee - Pound* *Squee - Pound* *Squeak Squeak Squeak - Pound - Pound - Pound*

  Anica looks up at the ceiling with her eyes wide open, a very annoyed look on her face.

  'SERIOUSLY?'

  She bangs on the wall. “What ever you two are doing, keep it down will ya?! I'm trying to sleep!”

  Anica realized it's still early afternoon and that probably sounded silly. After a moment of silence, a muffled reply came from the other side of the wall.

  “Sorry!” Followed by softer Squeaking of the bed. She doesn't want to know; all she wants is some peace and quiet so she can sleep.

  It's quiet for about a minute, then a soft *Pound-Squeak* can be heard, followed by a long silence as if they are waiting for a reaction. About 10 seconds later it happens again. *Pound-Squee-Pound* followed by silence.

  Anica waits a few minutes before taking a deep breath and then throwing the covers off. She sits up annoyed and swings her legs over the side of the bed, pausing a moment. With one foot she hooks her pants towards herself. She pulls them back on in annoyance, and then opens the door and shuffles down the hall in her fuzzy socks like a professional ice skater on wooden floors. She makes her way downstairs and walks to the front desk to ask for her old room back. Several minutes later Anica returns with a new room key.

  'Let's try this again, shall we?' She quietly thinks to herself as she passes the noisy room and squints at the door with contempt in her eyes. She transfers her stuff into the suitcase and drags it all down the hall to a much quieter room. Thankfully the décor still looks the same; the only difference is that the view is facing the front of the hotel and not the back, which is okay to her.

  She unbuckles her pants and lets them fall to the floor as she climbs back into bed. Thankfully this bed is just as comfy as the last. Anica closes her eyes and starts drifting to sleep, smiling at the thought that when she wakes, she'll soon be in Mark's manly arms. All of the sudden her eyes shoot wide open as she realizes she hasn't set the alarm clock!

  She quickly rolls over and sets it for 4pm. She double-checks that the AM/PM switch is correct and that the alarm is set to ON, it is.

  'That should give me enough time to wake up and get ready,' Anica thinks to herself. She plops her head down in the fluffy pillow and quickly drifts off to sleep. It isn't long before the annoying alarm clock buzzes loudly.