Harringtons - Christian Rhodes (positive books to read .TXT) 📗

counter and walked away.

"What's wrong with everyone and their Digitech jealousy?" Aaron asked Londres. Londres simply shrugged.

"Digitechs have become popular these days. Yet, they're expensive to have. Get a regular one for just $649.99 and you can kiss your salary goodbye."

A dark-haired man about 25-years old and six feet tall told the twins, as he was leaned by the counter inches from them. He wore a black jacket over his blue-checkered shirt, dyed jeans, and white casual sneakers. He was right next to the twins the whole time, so it was big surprise for them since they didn't see him in the first place. Londres immediately recognized the man.

"Aren't you Kenneth Washington, the world's famous tennis champion, four years running?"

"Five." Kenneth corrected, "Well, actually six if you count the World Open and the Preliminaries where I won by default." He leaned over to them and whispered, "My opponent had a little… stomach issue."

Aaron and Londres frowned. Kenneth continued, "I believe you must be Aaron and Londres Harrington. Congratulations on getting the family fortune, I've heard much about you guys."

"Ah, yes. Tabloids and such." Londres muttered.

"Thanks, Kenneth." Aaron replied to his compliment, "And congrats on your winning streaks."

"Call me Ken."

"So Digitechs are popular?" Londres asked.

"Yeah. I never had one myself but I did use one before. Make sure that when you use to set up appointments, you push the right button, or else you might make some unpleasant mistakes. Oh, and never unplug it from the computer when transferring files."

"Gotcha, Ken." Londres said, "Except that we're using these babies for fun."

"Nuh-uh-uh! Not quite, Aaron and Londres." Francois came into view again.

"What?" Aaron whined in frustration, "What did we do?"

"It's not about what you did." General Francois said, "It's about what you were about to do. Now, these Digitechs are business purposes only and you're going to start using this by downloading into our main database over 200 personals information of our invited guests who will be attending a banquet. They come from all over the world now: Japan, Paris, Vienna, Istanbul, you name it."

"Wow, that's a lot of people." Londres wondered.

"Are them all here on this ship?" Aaron asked.

"Actually no." Francois said.

Aaron and Londres stared. Francois continued, "They're currently waiting for this cruise ship to arrive at Ireland's shores in a few hours. But if I'm wrong…" Francois chuckled a bit, "well, let just say that their reservation tickets hasn't arrived yet."

"But the banquet is not until tomorrow!" Londres panicked at the sight of the banquet's date on her Digitech.

"And you have less than 24 hours, Messieur et Madame." Francois finished with a French phrase.

"But…" Aaron hesitated, "What about the employees here? And did you know that this ship is like HUGE?"

Francois sighed, approached the twins and placed a hand on Aaron's shoulder, "Aaron. Londres. I know you're upset, so I'm going to make this easier for you…" he took a breath and uttered, "I told you this isn't going to be easy!"

"You never told us that!" Londres said.

"Didn't I?" Francois blinked, "Oh, I guess it's my bad."

-Governor's Suite-

Aaron and Londres were inside their exquisite suite, the Governor's Suite, located at the ship's top deck, the Sky Deck, right below the Captain's Deck and Bridge that are overlooking a large sport stadium (for basketball, volleyball, tennis, even mountain climbing) with a pristine pool shooting out waves besides it for surfing play.

The moment you enter the Governor's Suite, you see to the left a large bed for two, neatly made with comfy cushions of ivory color and chocolate linings. The wall behind the bed was made of gold glass, shimmered by the many small lights overlooking the suite from above. The wall shaped the bed side part like half of a ball, and had curtains to hide the bed side for privacy purpose. To the right, there was a sitting area. Chesterfields and sofas were also comfortable and were created in rich materials. It was by a large glass window and balcony door that allows the view of the pretty sky and sea. Across the sitting area there was an office: black table, desktop computer, office chair, bookshelf, even the lamp was black. Across from it, facing both the bed side and the sitting side, there was a ginormous LCD screen Television screen adorned with digital sounds hidden everywhere in the wall, invading the entire room; and a screen displaying the best quality picture ever. Between the exit door and the television and office, there was a short corridor leading to the kitchen, the family room, and two master bathrooms, but we'll get into that later.

Sitting at the office was one of the ship's deck attendants. Her hair were honey-colored wavy with peanut colored highlight. She was about six feet tall. She wore a white colored shirt with gold trim across the sleeves, a white skirt, and white high heels shoes. She looked focused on the computer screen. It was as if she didn't noticed Aaron and Londres watching her from behind.

"This is so hard!" Aaron complained in response to the punches on the keyboard, "Why couldn't we say no in the first place to our parents?"

"It's done." The attendant declared with an Italian accent and both twins leaned closer to the computer.

"Oh, wow! WOW! Maria! By yourself?" Londres gasped, "You did it!"

"This is so easy!" Aaron grinned.

"How did you do it?" Londres asked.

"Just pulled up a few strings from my computer sciences class. Too much bugs but enough knowledge." Maria said.

"Bugs? Ew…" Aaron shuddered.

"Come on. We gotta go!" Londres was ready to leave the suite.

"Go?" Aaron looked at her questionably and confusingly, "Go where?"

"'The New Music and Television Award' is on at the Grand Theater." Londres reminded him.

"I don't know." Aaron shook his head. He wasn't feeling it.

"Eva Mendes is going to be there?" Londres said.

Aaron's face lit up at that name, "You're serious?"

"Tony Hawk too." she added.

"I'M THERE!" he exclaimed and rushed out of the suite with Londres like mad duo, leaving Maria behind.

"Hey! What about that 200 bucks you own me?" Maria yelled out but no response. She sighed in frustration and went after them, "Great. You're helping twins and this is what happens."

As soon as Maria left, Troy popped his head out from outside the balcony. He climbed in and helped his sisters. Samantha was stressing over the dress she was wearing. She couldn't climb up properly because of it and almost fell overboard quite a couple of times. She finally reached the balcony. Paris had no problem climbing into the balcony.

"Remind me again why we can't enter the suite like everybody?" Samantha snarled.

"Because this is the Governor's Suite." Troy said, "It's made for privacy."

"Really? 'Cause I think it's made for attempted suicide." Paris said.

"Whatever. Look we have to find these Digitechs and see how it works." Troy said.

"That's code for let's keep it, right?" Paris said as she was about to reach the machine. Samantha grabbed her by the wrist, "What are you doing?"

"What does it look like I'm doing?" Paris said, "Aren't we supposed to take it?"

"Yes." Troy smiled unemotionally at Paris before snatching the Digitech from the table away from her, "We minus you."

"You wouldn't." Paris complained, "To your dearest sister ever?"

"Sorry, Paris. This is a gadget, not a toy." Samantha said.

Paris crossed her arms, "Really? Then if it's not a toy, how come you were all excited about robbing it from Aaron and Londres like two kids on Christmas Day?"

Troy and Samantha gave Paris a cold stare, "They're sophisticated and cute!" Troy said.

Samantha picked up the second Digitech but noticed it was still wired to the computer, "Hey, it's plugged up!"

"Maybe they're charging it." Troy said.

"Should we unplug it?"

Not giving the chance to let Troy answer, Samantha unplugged the Digitech from the computer and suddenly, the computer's screen turned blue and displayed FILE ERROR!

Troy, Samantha, and Paris froze with their jaws hanging open. They slowly turned their heads to look at each other.

"I was never here." Paris muttered.

[-]

-Governor's Suite-

Troy, Samantha and Paris kept staring frightfully at the screen.

"Boy, aren't we in big trouble or what?" Paris said.

"Sami! What did you do?" Troy exclaimed.

"Nothing!" Samantha exclaimed, "I only unplugged that cable thingy. I thought it was safe to do so! You told me that!" Samantha replied.

"I NEVER SAID THAT!" Troy's voice rose.

"Well, you never say anything!" Samantha screamed.

Paris noticed the door jingling open, "Are we suppose to keep arguing or get out of here?"

Troy panicked, "Hide!"

Everyone went to hide. The door creaked open and it was Gino, the ship's steward from earlier. He came in the room service. He suddenly felt his neck pulled back, "Gah!" he screamed. He turned around, took a stance and formed a fist. Troy raised his hands in defense, "Wait, Gino. It's us!" Troy said.

Gino sighed, "Oh. It's only the Harringtons juniors. You scared me half to death."

"Sorry about that, but we need your help!" Samantha said.

Gino shook his head, "Huh-uh. No way in heck that you're going to pull me in one of your dangerous plans. I'm under strict contract to mind my own business."

"Do it, or you'll get a strict contract of no paychecks." Samantha threatened.

"I'm listening." Gino said.

-Harrington Banquet Hall-

"This goes here and that goes here…" Londres was pointing around the banquet hall as employees and stewards were setting the place up for the upcoming workshop they were to manage. She then approached two employees who were just standing there, "Oh yeah. We won't need your services here anymore. Bye, bye."

The employees left. Francois came to the twins, "impressive work, Harringtons." He said, "I'm very impressed."

"Oh, you'll be even more impressed when you hear this: we made the Digitech work on the computer and it is currently transferring all of our guests' private and reservation information into the main database as we speak." Aaron said.

"Isn't technology cool?" Londres said.

"Technology's a pain!" Samantha cried.

"But Ms. Harrington!" Gino said, "Didn't you take the computer hardware/software course last spring? You should know what's up with that."

Samantha looked lost, "Isn't that the one with the computer?"

"Forget it, Gino." Paris said, "Sami spend most of her classes staring at some boy she hardly knew."

"He was cute! Don't blame me!"

"Okay…" Gino muttered, as he was typing excessively on the keyboard, "Just a few more glitches to repair and…"

Gino pushed the Enter button and the computer shut down in response.

"Uh, oh."

"Uh-Oh!" Troy cried.

"What do you mean Uh-Oh?" Paris freaked out.

"Is Uh-Oh good or bad?" Samantha asked.

"It's Uh-Oh, I'm out of here!" Gino stood up, "And about that offer, no offense but who cares?" He stormed out.

"You can't leave!" Samantha panicked.

The siblings looked at each other for a brief second then took off.

-Main Lobby, Studio Deck-

Aaron and Londres were walking in the main lobby. Aaron was all smiles, proud perhaps of his finished work. "Perfect. Now that our work here is done, let's go for