Chapter 2
The flight there was boring, and dull. It took about an hour and a half. After I got off the plane I got onto a bus that would take me to Coconut Cove. The bus driver was a middle-aged man with graying hair. There were only three other people on the bus besides me. There was a young woman with blonde hair, and she was holding hands with a little girl who could've only been about four years old. There was also a rather young man wearing a business suit, and a briefcase. He seemed rather annoyed, and strict.
It only took about fifteen minuets to get to Coconut Cove. It was really sunny, and the sky was crystal clear. There was a lane of houses that went both ways, and in the distance I could see a golf course, and a forest behind that. This actually didn't seem that bad.
I was the only one that got off at that stop. As I step out of the bus, a blur of yellow hair, and a red shirt bumped into me. The next thing I knew I was on the ground with all my bags on the ground.
"Sorry. Sorry," he said not one bit out of breath. He scrambled around, and helped me pick up my stuff.
"It's fine," I replied to him. "Thank you," I said standing up, and looking at him. He had sun bleached blonde hair, and a faded Miami heat shirt, but what I found very interesting was that he didn't have shoes. He was actually not that bad looking. He was actually very cute. I only got one glance at him before he started running again. That was weird.
"There you are darling! You grew taller!" a whinny old voice said from behind me. I took a deep breath a turned around to see my wrinkly old Aunt.
"Hi, Aunt Lily." I used my best polite voice I knew
"My house is right over there. Do you see that red one with the yellow trimming?" she asked pointing to the house across the street. The house across the street though was blue with white trimming. I guess her eyesight is going too.
When I walked into her house I was expecting something old-fashioned, but really her house was really homey and nice. I could smell freshly baked cookies. I smiled thinking that this is what your grandmother's house would look like.
"Adam dear, would you like a cookie?" Lily asked handing me a warm fist sized chocolate chip cookie.
"It Amanda, and thank you." I bit into the cookie, and it practically melted in my mouth. I t was warm, soft, buttery, and chocolaty. It was everything a chocolate chip cookie should taste like.
"It's good isn't it? Well there's a plate on the kitchen table, but I think you should go outside, and have some fun. Go on, hurry up!" Lily said cheerfully as she shoed me out of her house.
"Now where am I supposed to go?" I asked myself. That when I remembered the forest behind the gold course. It might be fun to go explore it.
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