So! Here's the sequal to Chasing Cassidy, you don't have to have read it to understand this one. The Story's picture is what i think Melody looks like. enjoy :)
Uriel Benedict walked to the microphone sitting on stage. He tapped it once before speaking in a clear, calm voice. "Good Morning everyone. I'm here on behalf of my brother, Yves, who I like to call Einstein. At this point point he is in hospital with his wife getting me a niece. Anyway, lets get on with this meeting shall we? Okay, Yves had the idea of setting a date for every savant to meet each other to find their soulfinder. Like we'll have a day when all fifteen to twenty-five year-olds will meet. This will give them the chance to find their soulfinder and not have to search the world for them because they'll be there."
A man sitting just in front of the stage raised his hand, not bothering to wait before speaking. "How would we do that? Get every savant in the same building? They'll be too many."
"Mr Taylor, there will be different days for different age groups" Uriel answered, standing confidently.
"And where shall we all be meeting at?" another voice, female, asked.
"Somewhere in Europe, hopefully Paris as we believe its the most romantic city" he replied. "We'll be holding an event every year for those of us who have no soulfinder's."
I raised my hand. "Mr Benedict, as a savant who hasn't yet found his soulfinder, do you think the savants of the world would truly benefit from this? I mean, what if someone can't make it?"
"I personally think it would work. If they can't make it one year, hopefully they'll make it the next year" He replied, I saw a faint smile appear on his face but once I blinked it was gone. "My brother thought this was a good idea. Every year, the location of the event with be moved. This will help with the costs and make it fairer on everyone."
"About what time in the year with this event be held?" another female asked.
"We're hoping in the middle of summer, August" Uriel nodded. He waited for a few seconds. "Any other questions?"
With no one shouting out or a polite person raising their hand, Uriel stepped off the stage. Going towards his table, I watched as he adjusted his tie. Once he sat down he took a long sip of his drink, refreshing is dry throat. He sat on his own, his family most probably at the hospital. I walked over to the table and took a seat next to him.
"You should go, I'll fill you in on what you miss" I whispered, leaning towards him.
"What?" he asked, turn to face me.
"Go to the hospital, I'll take extra notes for you" I smiled. He looked at me for a few seconds, "Go!"
"Thanks...?" He didn't know my name and looked a bit embarrassed at that fact.
"Melody Dove" I told him.
"Melody...thanks, I'll remember this" he smiled back, picking up his brief case.
"Its only a few notes, seeing your new born is way more important" I shrugged. "I'll drop the notes at your house later... if that's okay."
"That's great! Thanks again!" Uriel left the table, walking toward the exit.
I took continuous notes during the rest of the meeting which surprised me. I wasn't fully paying attention, my mind kept of shifting to an image of Uriel smiling at me. I cant deny that when he smiled at me I wasn't affected, I'm a girl – of course I was! He was a sweet man who cared about his family deeply and whoever his soulfinder was, she was a lucky girl.
The rest of the meeting was about the orphaned savants and what we could do to bring them up knowing about their gift. Savant's not knowing about their talent could cause trouble which no one wants. At the end there was polite chit-chat between everyone and I heard a few people mention the name 'Benedict'. I thought Yves idea was good, savant would be able to find their soulfinder. I'd be able to find mine.
"Hey Mel" James, a dark skinned boy who I had been friends for life with, smiled. He handed me a plate with a slice of rich chocolate cake on. "Saved this for ya, the last slice left."
I forked a piece into my mouth. "James, this is why I freaking love you."
"I know, now hand it over" he held his hand out.
I dug into my pocket and pulled out two After-Eight. "You deserve two for this my angel."
"Indeed I do" he unwrapped one and chewed on it. "The food of the Gods!"
James and I had grown up together back in South Africa, our one true home. James skin was a gorgeous chocolate brown whereas my was a light caramel, we had always talked about how we wished we could swap the colour of our skins. My mother was a white English woman who had found her soulfinder in Africa while on holiday, a strong dark skinned male with a hear the size of an elephant. I loved the colour of my dads skin as I think it looked much more beautiful than my own. But I was his princess and was said to have the most beautiful skin in all of creation, God had blessed me. Since my dad had said that I was happy with my skin because it made me... me.
"You should wear your hair down more often" James twisted a piece of my thick, straight and dark hair around his finger. "It looks pretty."
"Thank" I smiled, shoving the last bit of cake in my mouth before chucking the plate in the bin.
"Oh! And don't think I didn't notice you leaving me to sit with that Benedict guy. I had to keep my cool on why some crazy chick tried flirting with me!" he hissed.
I put my notes into the photocopier. "I only told him to go to the hospital, to be with his family."
"Well you still left me to die" he sighed. "But the other girl was hot."
"I left also because I was sick of you googling her" I laughed, taking the new pieces of paper and my original notes.
"Girl, you is just jealous that you can't have me as a soulfinder" he winked.
"Na, I'm thankful I don't" I winked back. "You coming to the Benedict's place with me to give these notes to Uriel?"
"Yeah, someone has to protect your fine body from them" James lightly slapped my butt as we headed out the door.
We got into his car, a posh BMW. We were about thirty-miles Wrikenridge where Uriel and his family lived. The drive only took forty-five minutes but it seems to take an eternity. I was just finishing texting Merlaya, my best-friend, when we pulled into the Benedict's drive. The house was big and beautiful. I jumped out the car and jogged to the door, knocking twice.
"Melody, hey" Uriel smiled. "Come in."
"Thanks, who's your brother and sister-in-law?" I asked.
"Great, I got there just in time. She's beautiful, they named her Louise" he smiled.
"That great, tell them I said congrats" I smiled back as I got the notes from my bag. I gave them over to him. "Here you go. They all talked about savant orphans."
"I will and thanks" he studied them for a few seconds. "Do you want a drink?"
"I cant, my friends in the car" I pointed over my shoulder.
"Okay... maybe another time?" Uriel asked.
"Yeah" I smiled, I saw a pen and a post-it note. I grabbed the pen a wrote down my number. "Call me when you want to hang."
I turned and left, closing the door softly behind me. I got back into James car and the ride back to the house were staying at, my great aunts, was quite. We never even spoke as we walked into the house and into our separate rooms. My room was pretty. It had a double bed with pick covers, a white wood desk and wardrobe. It was a warm and comfortable in her and I always enjoying visiting, which is why she left the house to me in her will I guess. Neither James nor I slept in her room, the thought of her not being there painful. Aunt Jess was like an aunt to James, when I used to visit he would come as well. We were more like siblings that friends.
I got changed into my pyjamas, a pair of shorts and a comfortable top. The bed was cold under the covers and I shivered a little, curling into a tight ball. Slowly I began to warm up and I relaxed out of my curled state. I fell into a peaceful sleep, dreaming of home.