Sorry for the long wait, but, you know- life, school, homework and all that :/ I know this is quite a short chappie but non the less it's here :) Enjoy :)
I found the place easy enough. The telltale signs of Sky's work was visible from the start of boundary mountain. Strings of mini chinese lanterns choked the caramel weather boards, showering the nearby carpark with a unique pink glow. The one side facing the sea was frameless, only fractured glass and a varnished patio that reached to the waves. I was starting to think of aborting my decision to attend this party, then I looked around. Apart from the old building, there was nothing. No other buildings, no people, no noise. No leaders telling you what to do and what to think. No prejudice.
Just silence.
Making a note of this place, in case I needed another escape from home, I strolled through the doors of the restaurant. Why it was called a restaurant, I do not know. 'Small-scale rock concert in a bar' is a more suited title, it reeked party mode. Burning dust from too many lights, perfume, salty driftwood and sweat from the band members. I walked over to the counter, where a bored server looked confused when I ordered a coke. Not my problem if he doesn't like a clear head in the morning.
I hadn't finished with the third sip before Sky yells my name over the band, is that even possible? She beckoned me across the room to where she stood next to a tallish boy with soot-covered clothes and hair that reflected the colour of the lights. He accepted my hello with a reserved handshake while Sky introduced him as her older brother, Jarrett Larkspur. Unlike his sister's jet black, his sandy hair hangs loose and raggedy just above the corner of his jaw, hints of the soot intwined in it. Underneath a short fringe, his muddy eyes searched mine for any signs of danger. What is he trying to hide? Sky interrupted the thought, obviously weary of us both.
"Since you two are the only ones in the room not in the party mood, go take a walk on the beach or something so you don't spoil anyone else's mood. It'll do you good." She said this with irritated hand gestures. Jarrett opened his mouth to protest. If he had not, then I would've. His little sister gave him a glance filled with warning, a glare that would freeze an ocean. "And don't start anything that gets me into prison, or even worse, me having to drag you home."
He just rolled his eyes, I guessed in surrender.
I felt sorry for him. Having Sky Larkspur for a sister wouldn't be everyone's choice. Jarrett turned towards me when Sky disappeared into the small crowd, and gave a half smile. Then he carried on out the mummified door onto Sniper's Beach, leaving the door open for me to watch him decend the sandbank on the other side. I obviously had to follow.