* Declaimer: I am not Ellen Hopkins, not in the least.
(I'm not good at rhyming so I'm only attempting to make my writing flow as smoothly as Ellen's. And I'm only experimenting with this idea. That's why I made the first chapter so short.)
Tony
The duffle bag in her hand
Dropped to the ground.
She blinked
Several times
As if,
She couldn't believe
That the figure standing
Just a couple of feet away
Was really the same guy
She'd met in Aspen Springs.
Then it seemed to be
That her feet
Were acting on their own accord;
Not a mind-over-matter kind of thing
Because while she dashed
Straight for me,
Vanessa's dark caramel eyes
Still looked surprised.
Without hesitation,
I opened my arms wide
As little rocks and dust
Flew up
In the air,
Having been kicked by
Her boots in haste.
A wave of reddish brown
Hit my chest.
And if that weren't enough
To bring back memories,
Vanessa's warm hands
Reached up to grasp my face.
Vanessa
I
Was really
Taking a risk
By coming to
This place
Without either
Grandma or
Daddy
Knowing.
I
Had called
Tony,
I
Had told him
That it was time
To pay our respects
To our very dear friend,
Conner,
At last.
I
Told Grandma
That I was spending
The night with a friend
And then
I really did
Call a girlfriend who
Was having a party
And asked her for a favor.
Now both
Grandma and then
Daddy,
When he and
Bryan get back
From Bryan's baseball
Game,
Will think
That I'll be
With Alex
Till tomorrow afternoon.
Yes, I know
This is a mighty big risk
I'm taking
But I also feel like
There will be no
Regrets
At sunrise.