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Gregory POV
You know how a little kid gets when you're taking them to see Santa at the mall? How they start to become really energetic and they can't keep still, smiling a ton and it's just so damn cute you want to just grab them and hug them so hard that they beg for you to put them down?
That's what Cristophe has been reminding me of.
I had gone to work right away to find my old files and found the information we were looking for: South Park, Colorado. I still have no idea what he was looking so foward to, but it must be bloody important...
We bought a house and got started packing. Money was no factor, so we were already sending our things out before us. I vaugely remembered how the people there were, so I could only imagine how the town would react hearing that a house was bought from someone overseas. I'd miss England's countryside (especially since it took a lot of work to convince Cristophe that the country side was the same in England as it is in France), but seeing Cristophe made it worth it.
He had a bounce in his step, and he seemed so much healthier in the last few days. He was so busy trying to pack everything up he never bothered picking up a cigerette or having a drink. He just ate when I made him something and eventually feel asleep when he was convinced that he'd done enough for one day (and even that took some work on my part...he's so stubborn!)
I still didn't ask him what he was getting so worked up over. I didn't think that'd he answer even if I had.
Instead I just tried to get hints from bits and pieces from my own memory.
All that I really remembered was going to the school and Cristophe wasn't there because his mother homeschooled him...But what really stuck out was the war. So it had to have something to do with that right? Eventually I gave up and figured that I'd find out soon enough. -
After only a couple short weeks, here we were, driving through the mountain to our new home.
I had to drive of course. Cristophe insisnted on driving but I knew that with his excitement he'd completely disregard the speed limit and on icy roads...that wasn't a good thing. Still Christophe was sitting next to me, his legs bouncing a bit, though I could tell that the poor dear was trying really hard to controll himself.
"Cristophe, do you need a fag?" (1)
"Non, I am fine," He answered, looking out the window and wringing his hands nervously.
Odd...He hadn't had one since we began packing and he never turned one down when I offered...
"So, you still haven't told me why we left England to live in some mountain town," I pointed out.
"I just need closure..."
Closure? This caught me a bit off gaurd...Closure for what?
I was going to question him further but I resisted and bit the inside of my cheek. 'Just be patient, Gregory' I kept telling myself.
When we pulled into town, it was exactly as I remembered. I swear: the buildings, the people, everyhting was just aged a few years, but nothing had changed. And that meant that our car got a lot of looks...because it was unfimiliar...
Damn...
I huffed, out of both embarrasment and irritation. And to make things even better, it was 3 o' clock...School had just been let out.
Luckily we had our turn just before we passed in front of the high school and so we were able to avoid the idiots in the parking lot. I turned to Christophe, a snarky comment on my tounge, but he was looking passed me, through the window in my side to try and get a glimpse of the kids in the school yard.
Odd...
I didn't have time to ponder long though, as we pulled up to our house. It looked just like all the other houses in town, except it was it's own color: a light brown...
almost kacky. I wasn't much of a fan of it, but we needed a house in town as as the old saying goes 'beggers can't be choosers'!
We strolled in and I sighed in releif. Thank goodness for hired help! Everything was in place. Very nice since the last thing we wanted to do once we got here was unpack everything.
"So, 'ow about ve tour ze town for a beet?"
I had no way of holding in my shock. I was sure it was writen all over my face. Normally I had to beg Cristophe to see a new place with me. He was nothing close to the tourist type.
Then of course, I'm reminded that he probably wants to gain 'closure' as soon as possible. I just nodded. "Yes, but let's wait unitl the school yard is empty," I had suggested. "I don't want one of those baboons to hit my car."
He nodded and wondered around the house to get fimiliar with everything while I went to the kitchen to get some water. It was actually good that he felt like going out; we needed groceries and some supplies like paper towels and the like...
It was only about fifteen minuets before I heard Christophe running down the stairs, his heavy boots cluncking even on the plush carpet. "Ze lot ez empty." I couldn't help but smile as I placed my now empty glass on the counter. He was almost cute with how excited he was. -
With how small this town was, I was suprised to see that they had a Wal-Mart.
Just as well...we needed to get quite a bit.
We had been going through the store for a while, our cart filled with some supplies like paper towels, tooth paste, shapoo and conditioner...well you know what I mean. We had just finished the materialed things and were just beginning to get groceries.
"Well, what kind of fruit should we get? Or should we get a few?" Nutrition was something of a serious matter to me and-suprisingly enough-to Christophe as well, so when he didn't answer me, I was caught off gaurd. "Christophe?" When I turned to face him, his gaze was fixed on something else. He had a look of awe, his eyes bright and his cheeks slightly flushed.
Confused I poked him in the arm. (I used to wave my arm in front of his face, but never agian after the time he took my arm and bit it. Ow.) He didn't give me any sign of recognition except the words that came from his mouth: "Eet's him..."
"Him?" I fallowed his gaze and I was suprised.
Cristophe had his eyes set on some attractive redhead laughing at something his small black-haired companion said. -
okay, so that's chapter two lol hopefully it was good so...plz review 3