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THE STUDENT
by
FALINE

Chapter 1 Coming to New Zealand

The light was out in the bathroom. I groaned and made my way to the kitchen, and the seemingly endless supply of light bulbs that Viggo always has on hand somewhere. Unfortunately, this house has no extra bulbs anywhere. I groaned again. At 1:22 in the morning, this was not the type of 'homecoming' that I was hoping for.

I finally located a flashlight and finally had enough light to empty my bladder, which had been full since Hawaii. 22-hour flights were so not my thing, so I figured that a three-hour wait in Honolulu would be a welcome reprieve from one of most hated activities. I woke up an hour after my flight left for New Zealand, with out me and with my entire luggage save my laptop and a backpack filled with necessities on it. Not good. In my rush to find another plane ticket, and fast, I forgot to go potty and I don't like to use airplane bathrooms.

I groaned and stumbled out of the bathroom. I didn't dare turn on the lights and wake up Viggo, who I assumed was the sleeping figure on the h inh in the living room. He was such a grump when he hadn't had a full night's rest, which was not very common to get in the film industry. When I had called him and told him that I was going to be late and that he needed to pick up my luggage at the airport or call someone about it, he hadn't complained. He merely told me that he had a few days off and he was going to have a party for me, but since I'd be getting in so late he might as well wait a day or two. That was fine with me. He was always trying to throw parties and get-togethers and little outings. That's why he was my favorite uncle. 'Ay, there's the rub!'

I made my way up to my allotted bedroom in the rented condo that Viggo was keeping while he was here. He had also let me know the layout of the place and he told me that I would love it to the very bottom of my architect heart. He was right.

The whole place was very Greco-Roman, but it wasn't the staid and cold white marble of most other homes made to look like the period of the Caesars. The floors were covered in warm rugs and the door wer were arched. There were a lot of pillars, but in all, the whole place was open and airy. It was beautiful.

Viggo had bragged that my room was by far the most beautiful. He said it was because of the view of the harbor but I had to disagree. The large, sleigh-type bed was definitely the best part. There was a canopy shading the bed from light around the room but the curtains were made of a soft gauzy material that was quite transparent but not completely. I loved it.

The grandfather clock that I hadn't noticed before downstairs started to chime. It told the hour was late and all 20-year-old students should be in bed. I didn't argue with it, and changing into my pajamas and sliding beneath the covers, I started to fall asleep.

A hand rubbing my back and the low murmuring of my name into my ear woke me short hours later. "Laura, come on hun. Wake-up. I wanna say hello before I leave for the day." I groan and threw an arm out, trying to ward away the evil waker-upper. I heard the smack of flesh on flesh and felt my hand come into contact with a nose right before I heard a low moan of momentary pain. "Jeez, you're always trying to get me beat up, aren't you?"

I cracked my eyes and rolled over onto my side. Viggo was kneeling next to my bed, holding a wounded nose in one hand, and my guilty appendage in the other. I smiled and sniffled, trying to force the sleep from my face. "Hi Uncle Vigg. How's it going?" I didn't give him a chance to answer before I took a deep breath and, summoning all my strength, sat up. He pushed at my legs and I made room for him to sit. He leaned over and gave me a quick kiss on the forehead before grabbing me and hugging me for all I was worth.

I squealed and hugged back, both surprised and relieved that he hadn't changed a bit. "Hey little trooper. How was your flight?" He was letting me sit back on the bed.

I smiled sarcastically and said, "Well, you know me and airplanes. We just don't match." He laughed and nodded. "It was long and tiring and I hated every minute of it. They did show G. I. Jane at one point somewhere over the Pacific and I quoted every line." I winked at him as I said this because I teased him mercilessly about that movie. It was a great movie, but it had made me feel like I was a voyeur during the tub scene and I couldn't help but cringe when his nose was broken and he set it himself.

He laughed at me. "Yeah, I hear that one guy who was always wearing short shorts has a cute butt."

"I wouldn't know," I deadpanned. "I don't check out my relatives very often." I sobered as his previous statement came back to my memory and I glanced at the clock. '7:45". "Where are you headed so early in the morning on your day off? Aren't you supposed to sleep in until the butt- crack of noon then lie around watching cheesy Australian movies the rest of the day like I do?"

He shook his head, his mood falling to slightly upset. "One of the other actors broke up with his fiancée last night, and I'm gonna go see how he's doing and probably go out to breakfast with him. I just wanted to say hi before I left so that you'd know where I was and that I hadn't died and left you this wonderfully condo to live in!"

I smiled and nodded as he gave me another quick hug and walked to the door. "I don't know when I'll be back, but it should be sometime before noon." I yawned and said, "I might not be awake, but if I am, I'll see you then." He smiled at me and I snuggled back down into the comforter.
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