Love Lasts
Chapter 1
"I've gotta go!" Cornelia laughed as her boyfriend pulled on her arm.
"Oh come on!" Peter begged. "Just one more movie!"
"No! I've been watching movies with you all day! I have a home to go to you know."
"Fine" Peter said, finally giving in.
Cornelia kissed him squarely on the mouth.
"I'll see you tomorrow." She smiled, then walked to the front door of the Cook's house.
"Bye Taranee!" She yelled up the staircase.
"Bye!" Came the faint voice of Taranee yelling from her room.
Cornelia walked out the front door and onto the cold November streets. She wondered when it had became so cold in Heatherfield. But that's what happens when you live in one of the coldest states in America, she thought to herself.
It was freezing and Cornelia hated the cold weather. She much preferred to bask in the roasting hot sun in the summer. But even then - Heatherfield was never that warm in the summer. That's why she liked to go on vacation to France. It was always scorching there. Just how she liked it.
As Cornelia walked, humming "It's a Hard Knock Life" from Annie - one of the many movies she'd somehow ended up watching at Peter's that day - quietly to herself, she couldn't help but think something was wrong. Something just didn't feel right.
Cornelia always could sense things. She got feelings when something was wrong. And right now, the alarm bells in her head were ringing like crazy.
She spun on her heels, throwing furtive glances all around her. She expected to see some kind of hideous monster, or maybe a crazy guy with an axe. Instead, she was surprised when she noticed there was no-one around.
"They all have sense." She muttered, digging her hands further into her pockets. "They don't want to walk the streets when it's -1000C out here."
Suddenly, Cornelia heard a rustle to her left. She jumped, getting ready to pounce of whatever it was.
"Hello there my dear." The man said.
"Oh! Ray!" Cornelia sighed in relief, as her homeless friend appeared out of his make-shift house to talk to her.
"You okay? Did I scare you - again?"
"No, no. I just… never mind. How are you?"
"Good. You?"
"Good as well."
"It's a cold night isn't it. Old Ray hates the cold."
"Me too."
"Shouldn't you be home, not wandering the streets at night?"
"Yeah, my parents will send out a search party if I'm not home soon."
"Then you best be off."
"Yeah," Cornelia smiled. "Goodbye Ray."
"Bye my dear."
Cornelia hoped that was what was giving her the bad feeling - Ray watching her. But she couldn't help but think it wasn't.
As she continued along the harsh streets, she failed to notice the loose paving stone on Cheek Street - she wondered later how she could have possibly missed it. It had been that way her whole life! But nonetheless, she tripped on it, and crashed face first onto the pavement, right in front of a portal.
I know it isnt brilliant, but I swear it gets better :)