It was ten to three when Gatsby’s driver pulled up outside Daisy’s mansion. Gatsby decided to wait in the car until the clock struck exactly three. As he stared out his window, a cool autumn breeze blew, catching lost leaves and causing them to swirl in the air like a beautiful hurricane. As Gatsby’s attention moved from the movement of the leaves to daisy’s Vanderbilt mansion, a lump of anxiety formed in the pit of his stomach. The palm of his hands became moist with sweat as self- doubt began to run through his mind. As he stared out at her grand mansion, he realised that Daisy wore pearl necklaces, expensive clothes, owned a car and was a very wealthy women, who Gatsby may never be good enough for. His legs began to shake rapidly as the anxiety
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We didn’t have much trouble at all,” replied Daisy.
As he removed his coat, Daisy battered her eyelashes, flashed a charming smile and said, “I’ll get you some ice.”
While Gatsby stood there awkwardly waiting for her return, he admired the inside of her magnificent house. As he glanced up at the roof, a large chandelier hung, dripping with glass covered light bulbs illuminating the foyer like the fourth of July.
“I have one of those, they are quite beautiful aren’t they,” Gatsby said as Daisy walked back into the foyer.
“Yes, chandeliers are very beautiful,” replied Daisy as she placed the ice on the lump of his head
As she stood there firmly holding the ice to his head, the rays of the chandelier shone on Daisy, accentuating the silky blond bob that stopped just above her jaw line.
“Thank you,” said Gatsby as he placed his hand on top of hers.
Gatsby and Daisy stood there staring into each other’s eyes until eventually, Daisy slowly removed her hands from Gatsby’s head and said, “Let’s go into the tea room.”
The tea room was made from white marble and had a table neatly set in the middle. Glass cabinets were lined in front of the wall with expensive tea sets made from china.
“Please, have a seat,” said
We didn’t have much trouble at all,” replied Daisy.
As he removed his coat, Daisy battered her eyelashes, flashed a charming smile and said, “I’ll get you some ice.”
While Gatsby stood there awkwardly waiting for her return, he admired the inside of her magnificent house. As he glanced up at the roof, a large chandelier hung, dripping with glass covered light bulbs illuminating the foyer like the fourth of July.
“I have one of those, they are quite beautiful aren’t they,” Gatsby said as Daisy walked back into the foyer.
“Yes, chandeliers are very beautiful,” replied Daisy as she placed the ice on the lump of his head
As she stood there firmly holding the ice to his head, the rays of the chandelier shone on Daisy, accentuating the silky blond bob that stopped just above her jaw line.
“Thank you,” said Gatsby as he placed his hand on top of hers.
Gatsby and Daisy stood there staring into each other’s eyes until eventually, Daisy slowly removed her hands from Gatsby’s head and said, “Let’s go into the tea room.”
The tea room was made from white marble and had a table neatly set in the middle. Glass cabinets were lined in front of the wall with expensive tea sets made from china.
“Please, have a seat,” said