Chapter 2
Lottie's POV
5 years before...
"Lottie!" I hear Mom yell.
I sigh and roll my eyes, shutting my notebook.
I open my door and a flash of gold slams into me.
"NICK!" I yell.
He looks behind his shoulder and flashes a 12-year old grin towards me.
"SORRY LOTTIE!" He calls, "THE BACON'S GONNA BE GONE IF YOU GET THERE FIRST!"
Bacon?
"NICK!" I threaten, running after him, "YOU BETTER NOT EAT ALL THE BACON!"
"THE EARLY BIRD GETS THE WORM!" i hear his fading voice yell to me.
I run after him, and when I see him in sight, I jump.
I tackle him to the floor and he squirms underneath me.
"Jeez kids," I hear Dad's laughing voice say, "If I knew you wanted bacon so badly, I would have made more."
I jump off of Nick and race to the table and slide into a chair.
I reach for a piece of bacon, and a flash of gold slams into me.
Again.
"Sorry." Nick grins at me through a piece of bacon.
MY piece of bacon.
"You were sitting in my spot, "He explains, reaching for another piece of bacon.
I growl and jump up to launch myself at him.
Dad chuckles and grabs me before I can get him. Dad places me in a chair and grabs me a piece of bacon.
I glare at Nick as I place a kiss on Dad' cheek.
"Lottie." I hear MOm say.
I look up to her gray eyes and smile.
"Yes Mom?" I ask through a mouthful of bacon.
"Will you help me with-" MOm starts, but stops when I stand up, a blank stare on my face.
"Lottie?" Dad coaxes, placing a hand on my shoulder.
"Nick." I say as if in a trance.
"Grab my art supplies, please."
He nods and runs off.
I crumple to the ground and Dad catches me.
He places me on a chair on the patio.
"Lottie?" Mom whispers.
"Blue...eyes..." I murmur.
"Yes. Blue eyes." Dad says.
He knows he needs to go to work, but he stays, just like all the other times this has happened.
"Blonde...hair..."I whisper.
Suddenly I scream and grab my head.
"Lottie!" Mom screams.
"PRIM, GET AWAY FROM ME!" I scream.
I jerk away from Dad's hand and run down to the fire pit.
Nick runs after me and sets up the easel.
He places a paintbrush in my hand and holds me when I sway.
I close my eyes and see a blonde girl watching me with her blue eyes through the flames.
And suddenly, I know what to paint.
