Chapter Two
Author's Note: Hey, everyone! Sorry that I haven't updated for like…umm… 3 months? Anyways, let the adventure begin! I promise you guys to never leave this story in the attic again! (P.S. Laura's brother isn't the boy mentioned in the summary!)
Laura's P.O.V:
"Daniel!" I cried as Daniel strode into the house.
His dirty blond hair was tousled and wind blown. And his gray eyes drowsy.
"Hey, Laura…" he yawned.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
"I'll get it." Daniel mumbled.
He walked over to the door and opened it. Norman greeted him with a slight smile. One look at Norman told Daniel: "Bad influence! Laura, stay away from this crazy dude!"
But instead, Daniel simply frowned.
"Hey, Laura, is this your friend?" Daniel asked.
I eagerly hopped over to the door, my dark hair bouncing around my face.
"This is my brother, Daniel!" I smiled at Norman.
Norman's smile faded, then he extended his hand towards Daniel.
"I'm… Norman…" Norman began.
"I'm… Daniel…" Daniel stammered.
Boys, so shy, so sometimes-deadly.
Norman turned to me.
"Laura, have you seen Aggie lately?" Norman asked, chewing his lip.
"No… not lately." I shrugged.
His face turned into a worried expression. I laughed.
"Don't worry! It won't be like… like our previous… umm… adventure." I laughed.
Norman chuckled, still, he seemed a bit uncomfortable. Daniel cleared his throat.
"So, you came to simply ask my sis a question and leave?" he asked rudely.
I jabbed Daniel in the shoulder with my elbow and grinned at Norman.
"Let's go to the park!" I suggested quickly.
"You guys go ahead. I need to unpack." Daniel said.
I nodded, then skipped out the door.
"You sure are happy today." Norman commented.
"Yep!" I grinned.
Suddenly, we both stopped. Norman's expression changed to a darker one.
"You've changed, Laura. Like, you've become more cheerful ever since our adventure." he whispered.
I stare at him. Have I really become so cheerful enough to let him notice?
"It's just Daniel. I'm just excited… don't worry. I'm still who I am." I grinned widely.
Norman suppressed a smile.
"Stop grinning at me like that. And why do you want to hang out with your jerk brother more than me?" he blurted out.
I didn't want to start an argument, so I just went along with it.
"Jerk stands for junior educated rich kid!" I grinned.
Norman grunted, then turned the other way.
"I'm going home. We can chat later." he said.
Somehow, the last sentence sounded like a huge lie.
