Dusk

Chapter 1

"Why do I have to go see dad" I yell.

I hate going to Maine to see my dad. My dad went to go live in Maine after my mom and dad got divorced. I go and live with my dad every other year. My mom goes on vacation at that time. My mom and I drive to the airport in silence and I like it that way. We live in California so the plane ride drags on. My dad is a plumber and he drives me around in his van. I would rather walk. Just as I thought, my dad was waiting for me waving and smiling. I just drowned out his voice. We walk to the van he is still blabbering. I walk up the drive to see a gray Volkswagen in the way of my path. Just then my dad screams welcome home Alice. I turn to face him.

"Thanks dad"I say.

"This is so you don't have to buy a car"he said.

The worry in his tone was concerning but I decided to walk away. I walked into my old room and see that nothing has changed my dad is James Clearwater but he would never let me call him that in person. He was just coming in with my suitcases and bags when he saw me staring out the window wishing I was home. I quickly put a different face on. Like an actress. Thank God he shrugged it off. He put down my things and walked away. The good thing about James is that he never shows affection, we don't show affection. As I unpack I hear a loud conversation from out the window. I gazed out and see James and some other man talking and laughing. I opened the window to hear better. I caught that the man's name was Bobby Gray and the young boy beside him was tall and stocky with deep chocolate brown eyes. He had big biceps and triceps and a short sleeve shirt that was a leaf green color. He was wearing jeans that are very tight on his thighs. His brown hair was spiky but smooth at the same time. He was handsome. Just then my dad caught me staring in motion for me to come down and meet our guests. As I slink down the stairs to go see the beautiful boy. The beautiful boy introduced to self as John Gray. John is 15 and he loves to fix things in his spare time. John and I don't go to the same school. I could feel Bobby's stare. When you saw his face it looked feverish and cold. Of course my dad broke the silence.

"Are we still on for fishing Friday Bobby".

"yeah". His raspy tone sending chills up my spine.

He slowly turned and walked away. I ran back up to my room to finish unpacking.